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What Do You Fear? [randomname98766789 and Amaranthine]

Alicia was not the only emotional one in the room. When Alicia agreed to marry him, tears stung his eyes. These were happy tears, and Bryce rarely ever showed such emotion. Wiping his eyes quickly with the back of his hand, the young man slid the ring onto Alicia’s left ring finger. After doing so, he took a moment and just admired his fiancé. She had this huge smile on her face and the engagement ring seemed like it was shining in the light. Chuckling with a happy tone, he wrapped his arms tightly around Alicia and pulled her right back into his chest.

“This is the happiest moment of my life.” He whispered softly, pressing a kiss onto her lips. Again, the red lipstick was smudged along his face, but that did not matter. He continued smiling at her, their eyes still locked. His fingers started threading through her long hair while they kissed and hugged tightly. Bryce could not stop smiling. He walked with her towards his phone and quickly turned off the music. Bryce decided he would clean up the mess later, but for now, his focus was solely on Alicia and being with her tonight as they celebrated.

Without a warning, he suddenly scooped Alicia into his arms. He carried her in a bridal style form, one arm underneath her neck and the other underneath her knees. Carrying her through the estate, Bryce still had this smile on his face. “The surprises for tonight are not finished yet.” They reached their room again and Bryce entered carefully, ensuring that Alicia did not hit the door. When they returned to the bedroom, the surprise was revealed. It was simple, but romantic. Rose petals were across the floor and partially on and around the bed. The lights were dimmed and candles lit up the room again.

“I think this is appropriate, considering our engagement and the dinner we shared.” Gently placing Alicia down onto the bed, he stood at the foot and just watched her with a smile. “if you’re not too tired yet… I would love nothing more than to make love with you. I want to be inside of you again. You look so fucking good in that dress, but you look even better without it, and without anything on your body.”

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Forgiveness. It was something Nick often sought out instead of someone seeking it from him. He often sought forgiveness from his mother. The way she looked at him when he was caught on drugs again, the way she looked at him when he failed at another intervention program. It was painful for Nick, but he could sense the pain in his mother’s eyes as well. Alicia – he asked for forgiveness to her as well. She always acted stricter with him than their mother did. He wondered if Alicia could ever truly forgive him for putting their family through what he did.

In the time where he needed to be there for Alicia the most, he was not there. When she needed him to comfort her about the loss of their father, he comforted himself by getting lost in the drugs. That was the only thing that he could possibly do, honestly. Nick could not help his sister or his mother because he could not even help himself. That was why Nick wanted to seek forgiveness from his family. He realized, over time, how shitty he was to do the things he had done. For that reason, Nick decided he should look into forgiving Anna soon.

Yes, it would take more than one level-headed conversation for that to happen, but because of his past experiences with the emotion, Nick was more open to the idea happening soon. He tried to figure out how to respond. He worried that the silence would get awkward. Nick felt the sudden urge to grab Anna by the back of her head and pull her into a kiss, throw her down on the bed. Yet, it seemed they were both thinking the same thing when she practically attacked him in a kiss. He did not hesitate. He only placed his hands onto her waist, squeezing at her ass while they embraced.

They were in the middle of the estate. Anyone could walk by and see them (a.k.a his mother or his sister). He could not imagine that going well, especially since Alicia just caught them together the other morning on the yacht! Thinking clearly was impossible right now, however. Nick also knew that he was covered in walker blood and guts. He figured he should get a shower first, before they took it further, but the man just needed to feel this moment all the way through, not wanting to be the one to break the kiss even as Madison was about to round the corner, thirty yards or so away from behind Nick.
 
One kiss wasn't enough for the brunette, who launched in to a flurry of kisses as soon as his lips met hers. Ring on hand she helped him by the cheeks, kissing him eagerly all over his face. In that moment, there was no way that she could get enough of this man and she had just pulled away from the side of his nose when he picked her up bridal-style, eliciting a surprised gasp from his new fiancee. Left face to face with him, Alicia let out a light, happy laugh as she smacked her lips against his cheek one final time. "I would be honored to see what else you have planned, my Prince."

They walked in to their room - well, more like he walked and she just looked at him with a wide, affectionate smile and eyes that were meant only for him. After the door opened Alicia was once against left stunned. When could Bryce possibly have had time to get this done? They'd barely spent minutes apart since she had changed in this very room - had he talked someone in to helping make this night the best possible? She wouldn't have been surprised, Bryce was the kind of man to pull all the ropes to make her feel like she was the only woman in the whole woman. The ring now on her finger, something she didn't imagine was easy to come by, was proof of that. He took a chance on her and she took a chance on him, and in the end there was nothing more amazing.

He placed her on the bed and she smiled up at him. The hem of her dress rode up as she moved her leg, pressing a heeled foot to his thigh. With her legs just slightly parted her black lace panties peeked out, giving Bryce a reminder of what waited beneath the dress that he had chose for her. If that sight of her wasn't enough of a yes for her then he hand she offered out to him (left, of course) would have been. "I would love nothing more than to make love to my fiance for the first time." Not their first time in general of course, but their first time as about-to-be-weds (though when a wedding could come she was unsure).

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Anna, for one, did not mind making out like they were horny teenagers where anyone could see them. One reason? Once upon a time they were nineteen and in love and had not a care in the whole damn world about who might see them or what they might think. Things had changed since then and they'd gotten a little but older and not much wiser, but damn did kissing him consistently make her feel like she was walking on air each and every time. As she stole greedy open-mouthed, the last thing on her mind was unwanted attention. Instead her hands found his hips, and she pulled him her way until she was pinned tight between the brick wall and his body. She pushed her hips in to his and even as close as possible just wasn't close enough, corpse goo be damned.

Of course, there was no way she was getting any more intimate than this while he was covered in corpse goo. It didn't exactly smell the greatest but thanks to having a mouth to breathe through she could generally ignore it. No, the main concern there was having the dried remains rubbing on her bits. Anna didn't even want to think about the kinds of infections she could get from that. She'd be lying if she didn't think of taking him there - provided the remains hadn't soaked through clothes and he could keep his hands to himself, toss the shirt and slide his pants down. She was in shorts anyways and she was yet to put new panties on after leaving her last pair in his room after their argument the previous night (like she needed an excuse to not wear clothes). Tempting - but no. In reality it would still be kind of gross and it wouldn't be one of their post-fight fucks where it was like taking out their aggression on each other and they could disregard that to a certain extent.

However, just as she was grabbing at him, fingers dipping in to his pants to scratch where ass met back, she happened to glance away just at the right moment too see a very disproving expression on a familiar blonde's face. "Fuck," she gasped as she pulled her lip's away from Nick's. She knew that she probably should stop or say something at the very least, but damn it she was not risking giving this up because Nick wanted to stay on his mom's good side. From the position they were in he couldn't see behind him and if she suggested they went inside, Anna was sure that he would agree. "Shower," one emphasized word was all that he got as she looked up at him with a seriousness that said two things: one, that she wasn't asking and two, that she was coming with.
 
Feeling Alicia’s heel against his thigh combined with the sight of her alluring panties was enough to send Bryce into a spiral of pleasure. Still smiling, he reached down and slowly removed each of her heels, dropping them gently onto the carpeted floor. With her bare feet exposed, Bryce could not resist the urge to bring both of her soles to his lips for a brief kissing session. In the end, every inch of her soles were touched by his lips. Instead of going for the kill immediately, Bryce took it slow. Placing her legs back down onto the bed, still spread apart to enhance his view, Bryce began kissing on her left ankle, trailing up the side of her calf, moving inwards over her knee, and finally ending on the inner part of her thigh. The kisses were open-mouthed and slow, never allowing the touch of his lips to leave Alicia’s skin. His next objective was repeating the process with her other leg. He truly wanted to worship every inch of his fiancée’s body. He wanted to ensure that every area of her skin was touched by his lips, that she could feel him kissing her everywhere.

When he reached the girl’s thighs for a second time, he decided to suddenly move and flip Alicia onto her stomach. With her ass in such a provoking position, he reached down and gave the flesh a firm squeeze. “I don’t think I mentioned it, but damn… this dress is so tight on your ass and I love it.” The voice was sultry, but still soft. It was as romantic as it could be considering it was also talking dirty to her at the same time. In essence, Bryce was nothing short of enamored with every inch of her body. He never wanted her to leave his vision.

Delicately, he unzipped the dress. Once it reached the end, he straddled Alicia at her thighs and helped with the process of pulling the dress off her body. Since he hoped it would be used again at some point, he neatly placed it onto the ground as well. Now that she was on her stomach, he decided to keep her there, kissing the back of each thigh, trailing up over her ass with his lips. The kisses continued following a pattern up her back, across her shoulders, and finally to her neck. When he started kissing Alicia’s neck, his hands moved back onto her body, slowly rolling her over this time so she was flat onto her back again. At this point, their lips naturally connected, both of his hands remaining on her waist, now fully pressing his clothed cock against the panties covering her womanhood.

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Mostly, Nick did not care about public kissing sessions. On more than one occasion, Madison and Alicia had walked by the couple on the couch or passed his bedroom with the two of their bodies on top of each other, practically spending hours kissing. Unlike before, other than the walker apocalypse, there was something different. Ever since Nick ended it with Anna, Madison developed a deeper dislike for Anna. Not only did she blame Anna for Nick’s addiction issues, she knew that her son loved her (even if Madison thought he should not) and that she repaid him by cheating. If people thought Nick was holding a grudge, then they had not even seen Madison’s wrath or emotion yet. It was so much worse than Nick’s. She would have broken it up the second she saw it if she could. Of course, she was not so naïve as to think that Anna was the only reason Nick used. She just thought he would have stood a higher chance of recovering if he dated a girl that was clean, sober, and away from the lifestyle Anna lived. Madison never liked her, and she had a load of ammunition to support her feelings. It was not ideal to be caught by her right now.

However, Nick had no reason to suspect anyone was watching that he wanted to avoid. When Anna pulled their hips together, it became especially difficult to focus. Thankfully, he managed to hold his hands to his side, not wanting to touch her more than he already had. He did not want to introduce her to these walker guts. She was already quite adamantly against the idea, even when it was necessary for their survival back on the shore. He noticed the way Anna pulled back and looked behind him. However, the look in her eyes was feral and primal so he did not dare look back. Shower. Perfect. “Only if you join me.” He murmured, thinking about their fun memories in the shower. It was something they did often. To be truthful, they probably spent more time getting dirty than they did getting clean, but that was okay. He assumed that was where it was leading anyways. So, without looking back, Nick started walking forward.

Within only two or three minutes, the returned to the safety of the estate. Nick did get strange glances as he was dripping walker goo and guts, but he ignored them. He did not stop walking at a brisk pace until he reached the room they were (trying) to share together. “Here we are.” Nick whispered softly as they entered into the room, locking and shutting the door behind himself. These clothes were ruined unless he used them again for another escapade like this, so he simply started to shed his clothing in the corner of the room, deciding he would take them out immediately after the shower. “Go ahead and get the water running, will you? I’ll be there in a second.”
 
Alicia didn't miss the aroused look on Bryce's face as he peeked at her panties, hand sliding up her foot to remove the shoe and put it aside. The tender touch sent a shiver up her spine and as he kissed up her leg she was left to arch her back and run her hand through his hair. The closer that Bryce got to her core, the more anxious that Alicia got for a little bit more. When he kissed her inner thigh and then pulled away, gliding down towards her other foot, she couldn't help but let out a needy whimper. His head dipping back down caused her fingers to fall from his hair and as his attention turned to her other leg, she reached out for him.

She could have purred as her lips neared her center once again, but instead she was left to moan softly as he grasped her by the hips, rough but still caring, and pushed her so that she had her belly against the bed. As he grabbed at her ass, squeezing the flesh, she pushed her hips back towards him. As he ran is fingers long her body, slowly unzipping the little black number that Alicia had sported for the night, she swayed her ass to tease him with what was so close. With a gentle push she fell back flat against the bed, and by the time his lips reached her thighs once more Alicia was on the verge of begging for him to slip inside of her. Bryce, however, did not seem to be done and the farther up her body his lips creeped the more she wanted to flip herself over and grab him tight. "I guess I'll have to wear it again then," came her reply, the ending staunched by a gasp.

By the times his lips found her neck, probably one of the sweetest spots on her body, Alicia felt like the most spoiled woman with the most attentive fiance in the world - and she felt like she was on top of the world. He moved her on to her back once more and the first thing she did was grab at him, one hand on his shoulder and one hand through his hair. Their hips met, pushing his fully clothed cock against her and as she met his lips in an eager, passionate kiss she couldn't help but to instinctively grind against him. To all degrees this was probably one of the most intimate things she had ever done - though Bryce was always eager to touch her all over and make her feel like no inch of her body was ignored, it seemed that tonight he was playing extra special attention. "I love you so much," she breathed against his lips.

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Yeah, Madison and Anna didn't exactly get along. Once upon a time the Clark matriarch had tried to get along with the woman her son became enamored with, but Anna came around right when his dad was newly deceased and after it became public (well, familial) knowledge that the brunette had the same tendencies as her son, Anna pretty much became the worst person alive. Anna thought that was bullshit - double standards where she was being held to a higher standard than Nick. So he was allowed to be shooting up all he liked but how dare she even think of it? Either way, Madison was pretty aggressive about not wanting Anna around after that and that had just made Anna want to punch her. It became in everyone's best interests that the women didn't have to interact with each other.

"Of course I'm joining," Anna scoffed as she stole one last kiss and started walking inside. When walking she caught sight of her hands, which thanks to her hold on Nick got dyed a murky brownish-red and she shuddered. Yep, she definitely needed to shower. She'd need to wash those clothes too... Not so surprisingly, she didn't actually care that much - Anna had a bit of a one track mind when it came to getting heated and there was very little that would be able to stop her from jumping Nick's bones at this point. As soon as the door was closed (and locked, a lesson they learned after the Alicia fiasco a couple days back) her shirt was off and thrown to the side. She was in nothing but her shorts when he spoke, and obviously comfortable in her own nudity given the way she just stood there leaning against the wall with her tits out.

"Yeah yeah," she said, unbuttoning her shorts as she walked in to the attached bathroom. She stepped out of them as she reached the bath, pushed those to the side as well, and then started the water. After testing the temperature on the back of her hand she switched the water to the shower and then poked her head out of the bathroom door. "Hurry up or I'm starting without you."
 
“I love you, too, Princess.” Bryce responded, lips still smashed against Alicia’s. For the first time tonight, his hands were not touching his fiancée’s body. Instead, they were working on undoing the button of his pants and pulling down the zipper. From this angle, the dressy pants were only able to slid down past his thighs. Immediately following that, Bryce also yanked down his boxers, freeing that long, thick cock of his. Using his right hand, Bryce guided the tip of his manhood against Alicia’s panties. It was not that long ago he brought her to an orgasm from grinding against her clothed pussy. Tonight, he would only use it as a teasing mechanism. Smiling against the girl’s lips, Bryce slowly began gyrating his hips, feeling his sensitive tip poke and prod against her black, lace underwear. Just knowing the effect it had on Alicia made Bryce moan loudly, their lips still locked together. With his free hand, Bryce started threading fingers through her hair, stroking the locks soothingly and lovingly. “I’m so hard for you already, Alicia. Do you feel it?” Bryce purred softly, noticing how even though Alicia had barely touched him, his cock was rock hard.

“You’re going to be the most beautiful bride to ever exist, Princess. I can’t wait to see you in a wedding dress. I can’t wait to say my vows to you. I can’t wait to call you my wife. I love everything about you. Tonight, I’m going to make love to you like never before. This will be our first time making love while we’re engaged. I know it will be special. I can’t wait to fill your tight pussy with my seed. I can’t wait to feel your tight walls on my cock. I look forward to hearing your moans in my ear. I believe I could get off on listening to you moan. It is the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.” Moving his hand lower, Bryce cupped one of her breasts. That one hand started fondling and squeezing the flesh, shifting to Alicia’s other breast once ample respect and attention was given to the first.

It was possibly the most difficult thing he had done all night, but he forced himself to pull back from the kiss. Sitting upright on his knees, Bryce slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt and stripped it away in a sultry manner. He reached down with both hands, pulling hers towards his hard chest and abdomen, allowing his cock to just rest against her panties now. “I want to feel your hands roaming all over me. I can’t get enough of your touch. It drives me crazy in the best ways.” Just like that, Bryce also worked on sliding his boxers and pants down further until he could kick them off his ankles, leaving the male completely naked and bare for Alicia to explore again.

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It did not matter how many times Nick and Anna had sex, nor did it matter how many times Nick saw Anna naked. God damn. He could not take his eyes off those gorgeous tits! Physical attraction was something that never lacked between the two of them. Nick always made it obvious when he gawked at her. It was no different tonight. Just watching her getting undressed was enough to make him shudder. They might have been in the middle of the summer time heat, but man, Nick felt a chill run through his entire body. She had to remind him to get a move on before he snapped out of a trance. Once he was fully nude, Nick approached the bathroom. Though the door was shut and locked to the bedroom, he decided on being extra cautious. Closing the bathroom door behind them, Nick stepped into the shower in front of Anna. He thought about grabbing her and pulling her into his arms again, but he assumed it was best that he get cleaned up first. “It feels like it has been forever since we’ve done this.” Nick commented, locking their eyes for a brief second before grabbing a wash cloth from the shower.

Even since they had been reunited, showering together was one of the many things they had not caught up on doing. Nick missed this. “Some of my favorite memories of us… involves us showering together. I know that might sound crazy, but I like how intimate it always got.” They did not fuck every time they got into the shower, but even if they did not have sex, it was still intimate.

From washing each other’s body to touching and kissing all over one another’s skin, Nick enjoyed it. After all, he felt like showering with another person was not something you did with a fuck-buddy or one-night stand. It felt more personal, more intimate. Hence, that was why he enjoyed it so much. “I would suggest you could wash me like you used to, but I doubt you want to touch this mess.” Chuckling, Nick quickly squirted some soap onto the cloth, finding it reasonably easy to relax and feel like a completely different person around Anna now than he had been in a while.
 
Dirty talk had never sounded so romantic. Bryce was talking explicitly about the hardness of his cock, how much he craved releasing his semen inside of her, but despite the erotic nature to such words Alicia solely felt romanced. Everything about their date night had been perfect and to end the night with her fiance inside of her felt like a dream. Alicia hadn't completely processed the fact that he had asked her to marry him - obviously she had enough to say yes and know that was the right call, but it almost didn't feel real. In what world did she deserve a man as amazing as this? The mere thought was incredible.

Alicia did not have to be asked twice to touch him or to moan; as soon as he pressed his cock against the underside of her panties she was weak against his touch. As he pressed the head of his cock against her entrance she pushed against him. She still could not completely place why she was so fond of this but damn did it feel good to have him toying with her hole, so close but still so far away. Not caring that clothes were still part on she grasped at his length and pumped while he was still against her, gliding his cock towards her clit with the same motion. He pulled away to pry his pants off and she was left a whimpering, wet mess beneath him. Had her arousal not been obvious before, the damp spot in her panties made it clear.

I love you, I love you, I love you - could those words ever be said enough? Some people would say yes, but to Alicia there was no such thing. Bryce bared himself and brought her hands to his chest and abdomen, expressing a clear interest in her touch. Alicia's initial instinct was to use the touch on him to pull him back down to her so that she could meet his lips again but she fought it so that she could admire him. As much as she loved to touch him, she also loved to admire and as her thumbs grazed over his hips and towards his back, matching each other, she stared up at him with smudged lipstick and lust in her eyes. "I'm not sure how much longer I can hold out, Bryce. I really need you. I want the kind of touch that only you can give me."

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Anna had to laugh at the stupor her tits seemed to have put Nick in to - cute. Hilarious, definitely, but cute and since she didn't mind his attention, it was quite flattering. It seemed that time had changed nothing in that regard - he still had a way of looking at her body like she was the hottest person that he had ever seen. Objectively false, she was sure, but different people liked different things but if junkie eye bags and rib bones got him off who was she to argue. Actually, for the first time in years she didn't look like she had been awake for a week - maybe sobriety, albeit forced upon her, was to thank for that. She'd also gained a couple pounds and while it was a very subtle difference, the bonier parts of her body had filled out a bit. If anything she looked healthier than she had in years and of course he would still think she was hot.

Intimate - one of those words that just made Anna want to tell someone to stop being a little bitch, up with the phrase "making love". Sure, Nick wasn't wrong about the fact that sharing a shower generally meant there was a decent bond between people but this was also a woman who usually saved "I love you" for trying to win fights and physically recoiled from almost any advance that came with feelings. Anna and her emotions were not in tune and if there was a way she could simply ignore she had any, she probably would. She cocked an eyebrow at him as if to ask him if he was serious, but that smile of hers gave away the fact that she saw his point. Seeing the point or not, what she said next turned "good memories" in to "hot memories".

"The shower, huh? On the bed, over the bed, on the balcony, against the wall, in the back of Josh's truck, in the back seat of Josh's truck... Oooh - bar bathrooms. Could have got walked in on at any moment but that just made it funner. Molly's car. The lounge chair in your mom's back yard. The couch in the living room, much to Molly's dismay but she couldn't say jack shit 'cause she and Josh did it too." There was no secret what all of those had in common - them, naked, with him inside of her. They must have gone at each other a thousand times (a year and a halfish times a conservative average of twice a day.. it added up but it wasn't like she kept track) but it never got old and the passion never faded. As she spoke she was smiling, and just like how Nick was able to relax, she was able to as well. She pushed him back against the wall, much softer than the last time, and ran her hands through his wet hair before grabbing a shampoo bottle and squirting a dollop out. "Anything that gets on me will wash right off. Less gross than it could be."
 
Agreeing with Alicia, Bryce felt that teasing had happened long enough. It was time to give Alicia what she really needed (Bryce needed it, too). Before removing the lace panties, the male admired the wet spot. It was amazing how something so trivial and seemingly small could create such an incredible amount of arousal for Alicia. His cock only rubbed against her clothed clitoris and pussy for a few seconds, yet she was practically drenched. Since Bryce had quite a few quirks himself that turned him on without any major explanation, he understood Alicia’s need for it time and time again. Just like he promised his fiancée last time, she would be feeling that many more times in the future. Finally, Bryce hooked his two index fingers into the waistband of Alicia’s underwear. Slowly but surely, he pulled the material down her toned legs and around her ankles. Once they dropped onto the ground, Bryce readjusted himself so he was hovering over the girl that he loved again. “Is this what my Princess wanted?” He murmured, now pressing his cock against her unrestricted vagina, teasing the entrance with the tip for a couple moments. Alas, the rubbing would not last very long. Instead, Bryce reached in between their bodies and lined his cock up directly to her entrance.

Smiling widely, Bryce suddenly thrust forward, sliding his throbbing manhood inside of Alicia’s tight, warm pussy. Once he was entered inside of her, Bryce started thrusting. The movements were slow and gentle, sliding his entire length inside of the brunette. The tip pressed as deeply into the girl as possible before pulling almost out of her completely until he thrust forward again. Though the thrusting was powerful and deep, he kept a slow pace, one that would closely resemble the pace of a classic love-making pace.

Moans started falling from the back of his throat, his hands reached down to hold Alicia’s. He laced their fingers together as he started kissing. His tongue peeked into her mouth, pinning it down underneath his own. The male moaned again, unable to get enough of the way her lips tasted – so sweet and so desirable. It was a taste he never wanted to forget. “I love you so fucking much, Alicia. I can’t wait for you to be my wife.” He purred these words against her mouth, keeping the thrusting at a constant pace so she could feel every last movement of his hips.

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Obviously, Nick’s mind was thinking practically the same thing as Anna’s. She mentioned the various places they had gotten hot and bothered together – all places that they had fun together. Honestly, the increased risk of getting caught always turned Nick on. It was not like he wanted to seek out an audience, but if someone just happened to see them, so what? It seemed like Anna enjoyed it as well. They would not have fucked in half the locations they did if they were worried about someone walking in on them. Perhaps, in the near future, they could find somewhere to indulge themselves in a fun environment that was not exactly private. Again, Nick was trying to not focus on the future right now. Instead, he just wanted to live for the moment and concentrate on what was going on in the shower with Anna. Besides, they were creating new memories that Nick once thought they would never create again. Nick was beyond happy right now, eager to see where the night led them. Wherever it was, he felt eager to follow. Besides, there was never a dull moment in the shower with Anna. Whatever they did, it was going to be magnificent.

Within seconds, he found himself stepping into the shower with Anna. Before anything else even happened, he was pressed right against the wall. This was ironic, wasn’t it? Just a few minutes ago, she had pushed him against a well. While both instances involved a great deal of passion, the level of intensity and rationale was quite different. Before, she was screaming and shouting at him for being an idiot. This time, they were about to grow intimate with each other and get lost in some level of intense emotion that was considered positive instead of the negative interaction the first time. When she started to run her hands through his hair, Nick leaned forward slightly to make it easier on his ex. Once she finished scrubbing his head up with shampoo, Nick leaned into the water and helped rinse out the suds from his long hair. He didn’t realize just how unruly it had become. He wondered if Anna liked this style, or if she preferred he get it cut. Either way, Nick loved the feeling of her hands running through his hair. “Yeah, I know. But let me get cleaned up first before I risk getting you all messy with these guts.” Chuckling softly, Nick found the cloth and the body wash, quickly rubbing it across himself.

“Besides, when I kiss and I touch you, I’d rather not be rubbing against guts. I’m sure you feel the same way.” Within only a couple minutes, Nick had washed off all the blood and guts on his body with Anna’s help. Once that was finished, he turned his attention back onto the girl and suddenly pushed her against the wall as well, just as she had done with him. “Now, where did we leave off?” he asked with a smirk on his face, leaning down so he could start kissing her neck, sliding his hands down to grip her ass tightly and pull her hips towards his.
 
The anticipation only grew as he pulled her panties off of her body with a delicacy she would never have imagined could come from a boy like him. Bryce dropped them off to the side where they joined the remainder of their clothes, and as soon as the head of his cock pressed against her opening, teasing the pink hole for a moment, Alicia was unable to resist the urge to grind against him. As she pushed her hips in to him the tip of his length slid in, barely penetrating her awaiting pussy. All Alicia wanted was to feel him, and as she pulled her hips back and freed the very tip of him their lips met in a passionate embrace of tongues.

Bryce guided himself in to her, filling her with all of his length in one stroke, and the first thing that Alicia did was gasp. Her knees pulled in towards her center and then hooked over his hips, keeping him close as he filled her to the brim in slow but powerful strokes. Their love making was known to be passionate - incorporating bondage and roughness and a little bit of roleplay. On the other hand there were moments like this and the night before, where it was like there was nothing else in the world but them and he touched her like she was the only woman in the world. Alicia couldn't help but moan, starting softly as he pushed in to her and built up to a steady pace.

"Oh god, Bryce," she gasped against his lips as her lower legs pressed against his back and ass, and her hips rocked to meet his while maintaining the slow, sensual pace of their love making. While it was by definition sex, this was not about sex - it was about two people who were desperately, hopelessly in love with each other and the fact that even in the end of the world nothing could stop them from being lost in each other. With each thrust her breathing grew heavier and uneven, the wetness between her thighs increasing, and all the while her hands roamed over his body from his shoulders and his back down towards his pelvis. At all times she was touching him and was desperate to be infinitely closer to the man that she would get to call her husband. "I can't wait to spend the rest of my life doing this with you."

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Despite everything going on, Anna was content as she slid her fingers through his hair from root to tip and gently massaged his scalp with her finger tips. She had always been very attentive when it came to being clean, both on herself and with him, and it seemed that time had not changed her thoroughness. He would definitely have to be cleaned off before there was any rubbing to be done between them, but for a couple minutes she was lost in a peaceful moment of shampooing his hair that he would have to pry her from in order to move forward. Whether sex had been on the brain or not she got a little lost on the way too.

"Yum, guts. Definitely turning me on so much talking like that." She spoke as he pulled away to rinse his hair; sarcasm was evident in her tone but it was matched with that teasing gleam in her eye that said she wasn't bothered. Anna took it as an opportunity to step away just enough to clean her own dirt away - she wasn't not nearly as much of a mess as he was, of course, and she was left with time to touch and tease and be a distracting little vixen who couldn't take her hands off of his body. While Nick was trying to get clean, obviously on a mission to be able to touch her again, she was purposely grabbing and touching him - feeling up his chest an abdomen, stroking his cock and fondling his balls with soaped up hands under the guise of helping him clean up. That did it's job of course, but that obviously wasn't her sole intention.

She had her hand around him when he pushed her against the wall, held just past the head, and as she was pinned her gentle bit firm grip slipped off of him to run through his hair once more. The sudden movement made her gasp but as soon as his lips found her neck she was putty in his hands. With her hair wet it clung to itself out of the way, falling down her back to give the male easy access. Several day old marks were no longer hidden among her hair, leaving the purpling marks - which he had caused - in plain sight. Anna needed no encouragement to find his neck in return and to use his grip on her ass as leverage to pull her leg up over his hip.
 
Being totally engulfed in Alicia’s warm, wet flesh was bliss. Bryce held the position for a heartbeat then slowly withdrew completely. He paused a second, then shoved the glans inside again, slowly penetrating his fiancée, taking a count of three to fill her. The male continued this trend, sliding inside to the count of three before pulling out, pausing, count of three to slide back in, pause, repeat. The rhythm was not coordinated or planned. It was purely natural, finding that this pace allowed his wide girth to freely reach the depths of Alicia pussy after approximately three seconds. The slow pace allowed for clearer thinking. Therefore, Bryce used the ability to kiss her with more passion than ever before. His tongue teased Alicia, slowly tracing the outline of her upper lip before attacking the outline of her bottom lip as well. Before peeking back inside of her mouth, Bryce rubbed his tongue against the area where her lips connected. Then, again, his tongue slid back over her lips. Clearly, there was an infatuation with kissing. Alicia had such full, plump lips, so they were naturally irresistible. However, when she had the red lipstick applied, oh God – Bryce was a goner. Not kissing Alicia right now would have felt like a cardinal sin.

Eventually, Bryce gained more control and sped his thrusting. Even though it was becoming faster, the power remained the same. Truthfully, it was too difficult for him to remain at such a slow pace since his body wanted to quickly receive pleasure. The only way to receive this pleasure was by plunging in and out of Alicia. Sharp exhales and deep moans left the back of his throat, all sounding guttural and hazy. Electricity coursed through his body, putting him into a haze (and it wasn’t the small amount of wine he had consumed, either).

“Be careful what you wish for.” Bryce teased. “If I have it my way, I’ll be inside of you every damn day for the rest of our lives.” It was not a stretch either. Bryce could never picture a time when he would not be “in the mood” for Alicia. The love and the attraction were way too strong for that. At this point, Bryce felt his cock throbbing harder, from the glans to the base and his testicles. It would only take a few more thrusts and a few of those beautiful moans from Alicia before he went over the edge. So, he tried to control the pace again, slowing down so it did not override him with sensations, sliding one hand in between their bodies to play with her clitoris again.

--

The female was not the only one enjoying the action of showering. Despite how often they ended up having sex in the shower, they still took time for cleaning each other up. When that happened, Nick recalled some of the fondest experiences in his life. After all, was anything more relaxing than the feeling of her soft hands and small fingers stroking through his hair? Nick could not think of one. Even the high from drugs paled in comparison to the natural high he received form something as simple as showering with Anna. Crazy, right? After the teasing comment, a quiet chuckle escaped Nick’s lips and he merely shook his head. Of course, he knew that it would not bother Anna. Honestly, not much ever bothered Anna when they were having sex. They could have been in a collapsing building, but Anna would have probably refused to let Nick and herself escape until they were both finished. He always loved that about her, seeing in her eyes that she appeared to refuse letting the opportunity slip away. For certain, they would enjoy each other at some point in this place tonight. Truthfully, Nick looked forward to it. It was impossible to not desire Anna in such a way, especially now.

His eyes were captivated by the simple actions of Anna scrubbing her body. Again, it was something else that did not contain an overarching sense of sexuality that ended up being quite arousing for Nick. When she had scrubbed him clean, she left him with an erection. Even a soapy touch from her hand, not meant sexually, was enough to get the fire started. Nick was just as insatiable as his ex-girlfriend during sex. When they both had the desire, it would have taken a catastrophe to stop them. In fact, Nick could barely recall times where either justified not having sex by not feeling in the mood. To Nick, he was always in the mood because Anna was just so damn hot. One look at her could send him into a whirlwind of pleasure.

Once the woman’s leg was locked over his hip, Nick did not need any further motivation. “Get ready, Anna. I can’t resist you any longer.” Without any more teasing, Nick slipped his uncut girth inside of Anna. The skin around the head automatically retracted once he pumped inside of the woman, sinking down until he was balls deep. His testicles lightly slapped against the skin on her crotch before he pulled back, all the way until he slipped out of her. Without pausing, however, Nick quickly returned his length inside of her, settling into a pace where he could continue thrusting without being forced to exit her completely.
 
Bryce wasn't the only one who wanted to give in and take and take and take. Alicia was in pure bliss as he filled her to the core. She stretched perfectly around him, tight without being restrictive, and that tightness ensured the most pleasure for both of them with every movement causing an intense sensation of pleasure. Bryce was not the only one nearing the edge quick, though neither of the pair wished to let this end so soon. Just as Bryce was having trouble holding back, the slowness of their sex allowed Alicia to feel every minute motion.

"I don't think that would be a bad thing," she replied through breathy heaves as her fingertips found his back, slight nails pressing in to the flesh to leave crescent moon shaped indents where she grasped to him. Making love to Bryce every day would definitely not be a bad thing - Alicia couldn't imagine that a day could come where she would find herself bored of him or not attracted to him. Maybe one day it wouldn't be as new as it was today or yesterday or last week, but Bryce and being with him would never stop being exciting. The heat between her thighs was growing, muscles tightening. With her knees over his hips her feet pressed to his lower back and ass, she had leverage to keep him deep inside of her and she used that to her advantage, holding him firmly for a moment each time he hilted within her.

"Ah, fuck," she gasped against his lips as his fingers found her clit; there was no denying that she was getting close and gaspy breaths were turning in to low moans, growing louder with each thrust inside of her. he work that Bryce's fingers did on the sensitive nub only drew her closer to that peak. Normally Alicia did not curse, but no other word suited just how amazing she was feeling her man inside of her. By now she was failing to hold back moans and the thought of anyone hearing her was the last thing on her mind. Between erratic, uneven breaths she gasped words - his name, pleasured expletives, admissions of affection. "Bryce -- Bryce, fuck. God, I love you. Please, please, please - ah - I'm so close to cumming for you."

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One thing that Anna liked about Nick was that he got hints - there was no hesitation in the way he lined himself up with her and he slid in as she pressed a hand against the wall to support herself as her knees wanted to give out. Knowing what was coming had left her slick and he met minimal resistance as he pushed in to her, making her gasp as he filled her until there was no more left to give, and for a moment she just looked at him, breathing heavily with wild, lusty eyes and a little smirk on her lips as the sudden fullness between her thighs made her head want to spin. As he pulled away she grabbed at him, kissing him rough and needy and open mouthed. She growled against his lips as he slipped out, taking what she wanted so badly from her. The initial angle wasn't perfect though, and standing face to face wasn't the easiest way to get things going. Maybe at some point he would turn her around - push her against the wall, bend her over a bit... or just pick her up. Right then, however, Anna was desperately eager to take anything that she could have. Minor adjustments were all that was needed to get them going at an angle that wouldn't pull him from her with each thrust.

Anna was quickly left overwhelmed in the best way possible. The pair had never had bad sex and part of that had to do with the fact that they could work seamlessly together - they fit together perfectly, albeit quite snugly as she was rather small, and he knew exactly where to touch her or how to act to get her soaking. Because they knew each other so well there were minimal boundaries and things didn't have to be perfect between them for him to still be the only person she had ever and still did trust to go raw in her, birth control or not. Letting him spill inside of her was a primal, instinctual act which was erotic in its own nature and when mixed with the pure adoration she had for him (fights or not, breakup or not, being the cause of said breakup or not - this was still the only man she had ever wanted to spend her life with) nothing had felt better.

"Fuck, ah-" Her fingers clasped in to his wet hair, muscles tensed in a way that pulled just slightly as her teeth found his lower lip and grazed against the flesh before stealing another greedy kiss. All the while she was eagerly rocking her hips to the best of her ability, helping him slide with ease between neat, pink lips in to the tight hole that he seemed to be an expert at pleasing. With the angle, he was rubbing against her clit and sliding over her g-spot with each motion and the combination was driving her wild.
 
In many ways, Alicia often acted like the stereotypical “girl next door”. Rarely had Bryce ever heard a foul word from her mouth. Yet, when it happened, he found that the situation was often the same each time it occurred. With that girth of his buried deep inside of the brunette, Bryce became unraveled. His body jolted and jerked in various directions, unable to control himself. If he were not already in a prone position, the young man might have collapsed. Every inhale was sharp, and every exhale was raspy and harsh. Desperately kissing the love of his life, Bryce wanted to drink in every possible pleasure he could obtain in this moment. “Me too. I’m so close. I’m going to fill you again, Princess.” Bryce keened hoarsely, every bit of energy being drained from his body. It felt like he could make love to Alicia all night long at first. Unfortunately, the natural high was quickly approaching, meaning the adrenaline and passion would soon exit his system. Until then, Bryce intended on enjoying every damn second of this ride. It also felt rewarding when they were both near the edge at the same time. If they were going to orgasm together, it was quite poetic and romantic in his mind.

Two fingers continued caressing Alicia’s clitoris, urging her orgasm closer. Bryce could feel the wetness growing, so her words were not the only indicator of her growing pleasure. Fire began pooling in his abdomen and fireworks were practically exploding in his mind. At this point, Bryce began moaning a mixture of filthy words combined with Alicia’s name. Time slowed down the more Bryce pulsed inside of his fiancée. Practically everything outside of this bed had become white noise for Bryce, focused singularly on Alicia, the love of his life.

After a particularly deep thrust, Bryce peaked. With possibly the loudest moan from his throat emitting tonight, the head of his girth throbbed more violently than ever before. A jolt of electricity traveled his entire manhood, stopping near the tip. Muscles flexed, clenched, and tightened simultaneously before the orgasm reached, spurting four explosions of his hot, sticky semen as deep inside of Alicia as humanly possible. Bryce ensured his manhood remained buried inside of Alicia at this depth until he had finished, and his fingers continued strumming her sensitive nub, hoping her orgasm was happening as well.

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The look Anna gave Nick when he entered inside of her was something out of his wildest dreams. Ever since they departed, Nick craved for that look again. The way her eyes grew dark and her gaze went lusty never ceased to amaze the man. It felt like she often gained this expression when they had sex. It caused Nick to feel weak in the knees, unable to support himself well enough in a standing position. Thankfully, his feet were dug into the shower floor, his elbows propped up against the wall. As his hips started slowly thrusting back and forth, Nick kept their eyes locked together. Their lips were quickly locked as well. Being this close to Anna and seeing those kissable lips flashed in front of his eyes made her irresistible. Plus, Nick was fantastic at taking hints (at least, sexual hints) from Anna. The need for a kiss was strong in both individuals. Even after all this time in the apocalypse, her lips felt so soft and gentle even if that was not her personality at all. No matter how tough she was or how hard her exterior had become, Nick could always find softness in those lips.

Of course, Nick realized the necessity for an adjustment or two. The only problem was, his desire was so fiery, that he did not even think logically. It was impossible to not feel clouded right now. All Nick wanted was to feel that pussy against his cock, clenching on him as he thrust. So far, he was getting what he wanted. With his hands both gripping the woman’s ass, Nick began to pump his hips faster, diving deeper inside of her tight womanhood. Lustful moans and needy breaths fell from his lips, still keeping their mouths attached. The kiss was rough and needy from his end as well. The second that Nick pulled away to breathe, he felt Anna eradicate the need. Her teeth pulled on his lower lip, tugging him back towards her. Her hunger when they kissed always turned Nick on. He could never get enough of kissing Anna, as she could never get enough of him. This was not something she even needed to tell him, because of her actions, he knew that was what she wanted. Nick was so turned on in the shower right now, the kissing only adding to those feelings. Their hips continued to collide, sending Nick’s girth deeper each time.

Already, his hands were on her ass. Using that leverage, Nick lifted upwards until Anna’s feet were off the ground. It allowed for a better angle, now having her appear a bit taller than him as he needed to lean upwards slightly to connect their lips for a kiss. He did not miss a beat, however, still rolling his hips, slamming her back into the cold wall each time. “This feels so fucking good.” Nick moaned out against her lips, feeling the water just rushing down his back, but it was the furthest thing from his mind right now because of this amazing woman.
 
Simply being with Bryce was enough for Alicia. Being his friend, even. For years she had been content at his side, being the best friend that always wanted more. She was okay with that, because anything that allowed her to keep this man close was enough for her. To be on the verge of marrying him was more than she could have ever asked for, but somehow the world had graced her with a requited love that ached to spend his life with her in the same way that she did. Alicia would never be second best, there would never be any "what ifs". It may have taken the dead rising for the brunette to take the plunge but just a few seconds of insane courage had given her what she wanted most in life, more then Berkeley or an art degree or some fancy rich job. Those were important, or had been in the past, but above all just knowing that she could keep Bryce close had always been one of the things that had been of top important to her.

And now she was marrying him - damn. Bryce's rush may have been dropping but hers wasn't - though women could also have multiple orgasms so even if her body gave in it wouldn't necessarily mark the end of things. Though her high wasn't wearing off she was still growing close and every slow push in to her just drew her closer to the edge. His fingers on her clit only sped up the inevitable, and his loud moans signaled his release. He pushed in to her, impossibly deep, and she could only respond by driving her hips back against his to hilt him even further (if that was at all possible). She was right there and the flood of warmth in her womb was all that she needed to tip over that edge. From Alicia's experience (as little as that was so far), orgasming simultaneously only enhanced the pleasure. She tightened around his cock, walls spasming around his length as she pulled her legs in tight to his ass and upper legs. She grasped tight at his hair, kissed him so hard that red smudged on both his lips and hers.

Her tight hold didn't let up until the orgasm subsided, leaving her in a realm of pure bliss with the love of her life hovering over her. Alicia was intoxicated on him, left breathless for what felt like minutes and the whole time she didn't dare to release him lest this moment end and this day was but a dream. Slowly she was able to regain herself - slow her heart rate, even her breathing. As her body calmed enough for her to unwrap her legs from his hips, ALicia leaned in to steal yet another kiss from Bryce. Sweet, soft, but not quick - while there was no tongue she was not pecking him. After pulling away she let her head fall back in to a pillow and what was originally a smile on her lips turned to a happy laugh.

"We're engaged, Bryce!" She said, words trapped between giggles in the best way possible. Their pending marriage was no joke, she was simply enthralled and there was no way to voice how happy that made her but to let her enthusiasm leak out. It seemed that in that moment Alicia had truly come to understand that this wasn't some dream; what had once been dreams were coming true.

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Anna was not a soft person - she was tough, forged in fire and molded in the belly of the beast to be a fighter. She was angry and impulsive and sarcastic and so many things that made her seem cold and that didn't even bother her - she liked it that way. Anna thrived on being impenetrable, on keeping others at an arm's length, on keeping herself safe at all costs - and that had cost her. Her innocence, her best friend, any chance she had at going to heaven if there was such a thing (there wasn't - either that or God was a royal douche) to keep herself safe, to keep herself comfortable. That wasn't all, though: she had cost herself Nick. Some days she thought that losing him might have been the worst thing to happen to her. The worst part? She knew it was her fault. She knew that she was angry and irrational and so many other things and that cheating was just the cherry on top of the shit pie that she had handed him. Things like that made her wonder why he was even here - why had he even taken her out of that cell? Why did he want to touch her, to kiss her, to get her off like he always used to? What the fuck had she done to ever deserve the kind of care that he'd had for her?

Anna had only ever been soft with two people in her life time: one was gone, lost in the unknown and a constant wonder on the woman's mind, and the other was here. Besides Molly. Nick was the only other person to see the soft side of her. He knew the person she was when she was happy and when she hated her life, knew how to make her smile just as well as he did how to make her orgasm. He'd talked late in to the night with her, curled up on a bed that probably shouldn't have held two people while she was in nothing but one of his button downs and boxers and he'd carried her on his back through down town Los Angeles as the sun started to rise, marking the end of a night where sleep had never come as Molly skipped along beside (or on her own man's back). He was the only thing that had made sober days bearable, and even at her worst he had stuck with her. He was the best thing to ever come from the city of angels and also one of the worst mistakes that she had ever made.

She wasn't able to be distracted, though; each time he plunged in to her she was left moaning as their lips combined, all tongues and gentle teeth and a degree of desperation. He picked her up seamlessly, all she needed was the slight pressure and she moved easily to wrap her legs around her hips. Anna was weak at his touch and each time he filled her with his length she veered closer and closer to the peak; she always came easy at his hands - a mixture of talent and a knowledge of the way she worked, combined with the eroticism of emotion gave Nick a unique advantage and Anna could not deny it. He touched her like she was a goddess, looked at her like she was one too, and every time they fucked it was like a little piece of history returned. Every time he kissed her and every time he touched her, Anna fell harder and harder back in to that rabbit hole and even though she had sworn she would never make a call for the sake of love again in her life, there was no denying that she was still just as much his as she was when they had first met.

She grasped hard at him, hips wrapped so tight around his that she'd probably awake the next day with bruises on her thighs, with one hand grasped at his shoulder. Though picking her up had given her the height advantage there was no hesitation or change. Each time he pushed in to her she rolled her hips down, meeting him half way so that he filled her to what felt like an impossible degree. She grew soaking around him, an already tight cunt seizing tighter around him as her peak neared already. Anna needed little working - between the almost month long abstinence stint (just over a week of which was spent between that cell and the yacht, surprisingly) before they had started hooking up and the innate way that he knew every inch of her she was easy pickings. "Fuck, Nick, don't sto-ah!" She couldn't even finish a sentence as she tried to speak, cut off by a loud moan.
 
Angelic. Watching and listening to Alicia during sex was purely angelic. Around the same time Alicia reached her orgasm, Bryce hit his peak. It was another simultaneous orgasm, and it was perfect. Once her tight pussy clenched on his girth again, the dark-haired male was pulled over the edge. Their eyes were locked together during this time and Bryce released another sinful moan from the back of his throat. “Oh, my sweet, sweet Princess…” Bryce heaved while his spurts of hot, sticky seed filled Alicia to the brim. Her juices mixed with his, his cock being coated with that sweet honey from her pussy.

Thankfully, when the orgasm happened, Bryce was as deep as physically possible within the brunette. It was something Bryce needed to ensure. The following moments were full of silence, but it was peaceful silence. It was not awkward and it was not undesirable. At the base of it all, Bryce enjoyed the silent cuddling and kissing while they both recovered. Soon enough, he was breathing normally and Alicia released her tight hold. Sighing quietly, he nuzzled their noses together immediately before she had the outburst of giggling and happiness while talking about their engagement. Goddamn… she was so fucking cute. It just warmed his heart so much!

“Yes, we are, Princess. We’re going to get married. We’re finally engaged. This is the best thing that has ever happened for me. I’d be nowhere without you. I’d be nothing without you. You’re my rock, you’re my universe, and you’re my everything. I guess I will have to start calling you my Queen now once we get married. I’ll still treat you like royalty. Every day, it will be the same. I love you so fucking much Alicia. I can’t wait until you’re in a bridal gown, we’re saying our vows… I can’t wait.”

Suddenly, Alicia found her face peppered and flooded with his kisses. Every inch of her face was kissed, his hands sliding down towards her face, gently gripping her chin, tilting her face towards him. “I’m the luckiest guy alive. I’m so thankful to be with you, that you’re mine. I can’t picture a future without you. I just can’t do it, love. You have me wrapped around your finger, you know? I love you, I love you so fucking much!” Again, he pressed another kiss onto her lips, just showering her with all his love.

“I’m sure that our wedding won’t be like anything we would have thought about before the apocalypse. Despite that, I’m still looking forward to it. I know we’ll make the best out of whatever opportunity we have. With you, everything is perfect. I couldn’t care less about the logistics of it. Just knowing that you’re going to be my wife is all I need to know.” It was with great reluctance, but Bryce slowly pulled himself out of Alicia. It sucked, not being connected to her anymore, but rest was necessary. Besides, they had already proven, that even with a crazy world, they would find time for each other.

But now, it was cuddling time. Luckily for Alicia, she had a fiancé that adored cuddling time. Although most guys were not too enthusiastic about such an activity, Bryce adored it. His “touch-y, feely” desires did not match up with his harder exterior, but anyone that knew Bryce knew he was softer on the inside. “Come here, you.” Grinning widely, he immediately pulled Alicia right back into his arms, letting her head rest on his bicep while on his side, turning to face the beauty.

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Often, Nick vowed something to himself: he would never take Anna back. Well, shit, how was that working so far? Nick promised himself, that her actions were unforgivable as they were unforgettable. What was the old adage? If someone cheated once, then they would cheat again? Even now, Nick would think about these words of wisdom during the time he and Anna spent apart since being reunited at some military prison cell. Yet, when they were together, like right now, those thoughts did not penetrate his mind. It was crazy, but it was real. Anna made Nick forget logic and disregard shit that he felt about the situation. After all, he was focused solely on Anna and keeping her in his life. Let’s be honest, life was complete shit and a living hell without her. True, she might have played a major role in causing his personal hell, but that did not matter. Anna was his saving grace and the devil on his shoulder at the same time, in some ways. Yet, Nick found himself intoxicated around the woman and found life intolerable without the woman. It seemed like the only logical, rational decision, despite all evidence to the contrary, was that Nick NEEDED her in his life (because he did).

It might have been the most passionate sex the couple ever shared. The urgency and desire was strong for both individuals. Nick could not control himself, thrusting wildly and rapidly against Anna’s hips. The way her legs wrapped around his waist just pulled him in tighter towards her, allowing for an even deeper entrance. The loud moan from her lips also drew a similar one from Nick. To him, there was not a more erotic sound than listening to Anna’s moan. Just knowing that he was the cause of the pleasure she felt was uplifting for him. Just knowing that she was enjoying herself because of his cock and his actions. Their lips were still locked together in a tight kiss, which only helped Nick derive more pleasure. The young man did enjoy kissing. He enjoyed just about any physical contact. While he did not seek it out as much as others did, during sex, he loved to be holding and kissing Anna somewhere at every possible second. This was perfect, with the water trailing down their bodies. Nick would not want to be anywhere else in the entire world right now. This was right where he belonged.

“Don’t worry, Anna. I won’t stop. I won’t ever fucking stop.” This was another promise, one that Nick felt certain that he would keep. As long as she was willing to be with him like this, Nick would give her what she wanted. His hands trailed up and down her body, keeping her pinned against the wall tightly. With eyes locked together, Nick started taking a deeper plunge, his girth throbbing from the base to the tip. It would not take long before he reached the peak. He could only hope that Anna would reach it with him, or at least soon after him. After a particularly deep thrust and lovely moan from Anna’s lips, Nick finally hit the peak. Throwing his head back, the young man moaned out Anna’s name loudly and smashed one more kiss onto her lips before thrusting roughly into her one more time. At the deepest point, Nick finally climaxed. Sticky, hot semen spurted from the tip, exploding inside of Anna and filling her up to the brim. He moaned rather loudly again, pressing another huge kiss to her lips, squeezing her ass as tightly as he possibly could while holding her hips steady as he released into the beautiful woman.

With no regrets whatsoever, Nick slowly pulled himself out of Anna once they both had a few minutes to calm down. “Oh, fuck.” Nick groaned out, slowly rolling onto his side. Still, he felt like he was in some sort of haze, happy from the sex and still not riding out the orgasm yet although the feeling subsided. “come here.” He murmured softly, pulling her head down against his chest, pressing a kiss onto the top of her head. “That was so good… I missed this.” He admitted, not just the sex, but the cuddling as well. He hoped she was not opposed to this idea, so he wrapped himself up all nice and tightly around her body, hoping to simply relax and fall asleep like this, making no attempt to get dressed or do anything else other than just simply exist here with Anna, in this peaceful state of mind.
 
For several moments they hovered one on top of the other, breathing heavy as they took in the sights of each other. Her fingertips grazed lightly over his cheek in admiration and giggles erupted from her throat as he burst in to an explosion of kisses all over her face. He left no spot untouched, yet another reminder of his love for her, and Alicia was left in pure bliss. How could one man be this amazing? She had known that there was a softie under that rough exterior, but she hadn't realized how deep the true extend of it ran.

"I don't need perfect, I just need you," she said as he talked of their wedding. It wasn't the first time she had said something along those lines - she'd said it about date night, about their future, about living in this world with him. Each time it was true. Well, as true as could be - as Bryce said, everything that they did together was her definition of perfect as well. Alicia didn't need a fancy church wedding with a huge cake and everyone she had ever known in the audience as she walked down the aisle - she just needed to know that he was just as sure about spending his life with her as she was him. Luckily for her, she had that and she didn't doubt his devotion for a second. She had met people, friends, who doubted that their partner loved them unconditionally or would cheat on them. Hell, she knew that people cheated - her idiot brother's past relationship was an example of that. Alicia had none of those worries, though.

She sighed as he pulled away, leaving an emptiness between her legs that she already ached to have filled again. What was this "rest" thing - and why did they need it? If she could have her way, she would spend the rest of her life right where she was, in bed with the only man she had ever loved, naked and spent. Alicia hadn't thought she would crave sex like she did, but before Bryce she had also been a virgin with no clue what it was actually like. Now? Now she definitely wanted to have him any kind that she could. That was likely the honeymoon phase acting up, but there were no arguments from either side. Even when it faded, even when they stopped being new, they would forever remain exciting and Alicia couldn't imagine a world where she didn't crave every piece of Bryce. He rolled off of her until he was on his back, and she needed no coaxing to fall in to his arms and rest her head upon his arm. When he turned to face her, she dashed in closer to steal yet another kiss from him.

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Anna was lost in the bliss of everything; she had found out too young that people were okay with using her and always would be, but amidst all the chaos she had found one person who never wanted more from her than she wanted to give in return. He wasn't the only one swayed by how natural being together felt; from the start she had been victim for that - only ever upset until the next time she laid eyes on him, only ever worried when he stepped away. When they were together, even when they were fighting, she had never doubted that she would die with him one day. Now when they were apart there was the nagging feeling that she was making a bad call, that she was going to get herself hurt by letting him back in and that he would just use her this time around, try to get back at her for the pain that she had caused, but as soon as she even laid eyes on him all she craved was to lose herself in him.

She preceded him by seconds, tightening in pulsating waves around him as he spurted deep inside her. He filled her to the brim, leaving her leaking a mixture of both their fluids as he pulled away from her and she was grateful for the stream of water. Another good thing about shower sex: no need for extra clean up. An extra couple swipes in the genital region and it'd be like there was never a mess in the first place (though her flushed, red cheeks and racing pulse would take longer to quell). He pulled her in and she let him, stepping back just once so that her back hit the shower wall as she took a minute to calm down. When it came to touching she was... a mixed bag, at best. Sometimes she loved it, like when they were just pulling apart after sex, or cuddled up on a couch. Other times she couldn't stand it - namely, when she was angry or if he started breathing on her while spooning. Right now? Definitely the former, as she rested her head against his chest and closed her eyes, letting the water that poured over his shoulders run down her face.

It killed her to have to separate - she gave him a gentle push low on his tummy to let him know to give her a little bit of breathing room after she argued with herself internally for a while, trying to convince herself that yes they did in fact have to eventually leave. Bed sounded like an awesome idea - a day and a half awake was not suiting her, but in addition to that it would be the first time that they purposely actually slept together since they'd started... whatever this was they were doing. With both hands on his abdomen, fingertips gently running over subtle, smooth muscles, she looked up at him and cocked an eyebrow as she spoke, reminding him that she had in fact interrupted something earlier and also propositioning him in the same sentence."Hey, let's get out. You were out looking for Travis, yeah? Your mom might wanna know you never found him - and maybe if you're lucky I'll be ready for round two when you get back."
 
Following the final kiss, Bryce reminded Alicia about how much he loved her and then wished her a sweet night with happy dreams. Almost as soon as his eyes were closed, the young man fell asleep. Alicia made him feel so comfortable and relaxed that it was impossible to not just sink into a state of rest as soon as he tried. Since Bryce was a committed athlete in high school, he was always an early riser. One could always find him in the school weight room or on the track. If not there when the school was closed, he was going for a run on the beach or in the gym early. He was committed, and that was how he developed such a physique. But, old habits die hard. He was just unable to sleep late, as badly as he wanted. So, this morning, when he was waking up right after the sun rose, he groaned internally. At first, he thought about simply laying here with Alicia until she woke up, but the voices outside the room told him that almost everyone else was already awake. So, it gave him yet another idea, something to surprise Alicia with.

The only problem? How could he manage to get out of the bed without waking her? It took some maneuvering and slow rolling over, but he reached the floor and Alicia was still asleep. Thank god. Now, he quickly dressed himself and sneaked out of the bedroom. The first place he went for was the kitchen and grabbed ingredients for (ooc: whatever you want Alicia’s favorite breakfast dish to be). When he started the meal, Madison approached, planning to fix breakfast. Bryce told his future mother-in-law about his plan for breakfast in bed for Alicia and he also told her how the proposal went last night along with their date. Madison couldn’t help but hug Bryce after hearing the news. She would want to stop by their room after they ate to have a chat and congratulate them both. She knew Bryce was a fine young man that had been around her daughter forever. She had always known they would end up together, it was impossible to not. She could recall all those years of hearing Alicia talk about Bryce non-stop, about seeing him non-stop at their house. She knew this was inevitable.

After bidding Madison a good morning, Bryce carried two plates and two beverages very carefully. He sat everything down onto the nightstand beside the bed before crawling on top of the girl again. He was happy to wake her up in a romantic manner as well. He pressed a kiss onto her cheek before traveling towards her lips. After their lips touched, his hand gently stroked her cheek until she would wake up from his touch so she could see the surprise he had gifted her.

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When they showered, Nick did, in fact, take time to get himself clean. As much as he could have been easily distracted again, Nick contained himself. Instead, he washed his body and cleaned up as much as he could. Though they just got dirty, it was like nothing ever happened. After drying off, Nick thought long and hard about what she said to him. Although it was probably a good idea to confront his mother tonight, he did not particularly desire that. Instead, he just wanted to go to bed. Whether it meant being with Anna again sexually or just going to sleep, he was fine with that. “She can wait until tomorrow. She’s probably asleep anyways. She can infer… Travis and Chris aren’t with me, so she knows that I couldn’t find them.” Now that he thought about it, he did not get the chance to tell Anna what really happened. For whatever reason, he still trusted her and he didn’t want to lie to her like he was going to his mother. “I don’t think I even got to tell you about what happened out there.” Now that Nick recalled. He figured Anna just assumed he could not find them because they did not return with him.

“I… I did find them. I found them both. But…” Clearly, Nick was quite bothered by the whole ordeal. He knew how important it was to find Travis and Chris to his mother. While he did find them safe and sound, he could not bring them back. “Travis said that he was just going to keep Chris away from us. He said that Chris was becoming dangerous and he did not want to put anybody into a dangerous spot. He told me to tell Madison that I couldn’t find them.” Honestly, Nick had every intention of not talking to Madison tonight. Yet, he should have known better than to wait the entire night. For a few seconds, he awkwardly stood and leaned against the wall. “I don’t want to tell her… but… I don’t think I have a choice.” It was not easy, lying to his mother. However, Nick managed to convince himself that it was for the best. If she knew that Nick had found Travis and Chris but returned without them, how would it make her feel? The answer was probably not very well.

“You know what? I think you’re right. I need to talk to her as soon as I can. I’m going to just find her now before I go to bed. I’ll be back here soon, alright?” Nick turned to face Anna, giving her an unsure look. This was not something Nick could do easily. It was not something he could quite understand how to do, either. Finally, the male forced himself to start getting dressed and prepared to exit the room. Soon enough, Nick made himself decent and just decided to give Anna a nod of his head. Afterwards, the male turned away and walked out of the room he shared with Anna. Ironically enough, his mother was not that far away. It only took one turn down the nearest hallway before he stood outside of his mother’s room. With hesitancy, he gained the courage and knocked, calling out to his mother that he needed to talk. That, combined with knowing the scolding he was getting for being with Anna was not something he looked forward to.

Of course, what was the first thing out of Madison's mouth? "Why are you still hanging around Anna?" Nick could not even begin to explain himself. Every time he tried to justify his actions, Madison did not act like she wanted to hear him. She cut him off and he was eventually just tired of it. Right, right, he got her fucking point. Madison was fuming and disappointed. She demanded that her son stop seeing Anna, but obviously, that would not actually accomplish anything. So, he moved onto the next bit of news and told her how he did not see Chris and Travis. She already assumed that and thanked him for trying at least. Nick was unsure of how long she wanted this to go on, so when she suddenly suggested they both get some sleep, Nick agreed. Like an olympic sprinter, nick was out of that room and into his room within seconds. There, he found that Anna was already passed out. Not wanting to wake her, he quietly crawled into bed and decided to follow her lead.
 
If she could have, Alicia would have spent the rest of the night awake and cuddling with the love of her life. However, as the rush wore off the pair fell in to a sweet serenity with each other, and sleep overtook not just Bryce but Alicia as well. Falling asleep naked and in Bryce's arms was the second best thing in the world - it was beat only by waking up to him the next morning. Somehow Alicia missed when he left bed, and continued to slumber until he returned, the soft flutter of his lips against her skin brought her back to reality. A little moan escaped her lips as her head moved just millimeters and when Bryce pressed his lips to hers, those beautiful green eyes of hers peeked open. As soon as she recognized Bryce's face hovering over hers a smile formed on her lips, lighting up her face, and a moment later the delicious scent of pancakes and syrup flooded her senses. It reminded her of home, back in Los Angeles, and all of the times that he had made her breakfast after a sleepover before.

"Hey handsome," she said as she pulled her elbows back, using them to support her upper half as she leaned up. Sheets fell from her body, sliding down soft skin until her breasts where exposed. The further she sat up, the lower hte sheets fell until they rested over crossed legs and she was left bare from neck to naval. "Did you make me breakfast?" She asked, rhetorical given the plates and glasses that sat just beside the bed. Her bones were sore and her muscles too, and the brunette stretched her back, pushing her ribcage outwards and pulling her shoulders back, before leaning in to caress her lover's cheek just as softly as he had moments before. Alicia was unable to be content with just one kiss - as her thumb stroked over his cheekbone, she pressed those soft, supple lips of hers against his once. Leftover lipstick stained her lips still, yet to be washed from her face, and when she pulled away she didn't miss the tiny hint of red at the corner of his lips. It was subtle, near unnoticable unless you knew it was there, but how could she forget just how amazing their date the last night had been?

She looked serene; Alicia was at peace as she scooted her butt back to straighten her back, and then leaned in to wipe the small smudge from his face in a tender, delicate touch. "How'd you sneak past me?" She asked, still speaking in barely more than a whisper. "I was between you and the door, I'm surprised you managed to get out without waking me up."

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Anna hadn't meant to fall asleep, she really hadn't, but it didn't take long for the tiredness to sink in. Just being in a bed was enough to sink her eyes closed but she struggled to stay up to at least until Nick got back. She paced the room, lost in her own thoughts about everything that was happening until eventually lounging out on the bed. Her lower legs swayed back and forth in the air as she sucked at a cigarette, body still bared. Had she not seen a black sleeve poking out of Nick's bag of things as she dropped the butt of her smoke in to a cup, she likely would have stayed that way. Was it wrong to go through Nick's things? Most likely - maybe there was some boundary or another that she was crossing by grabbing his shirt. Did that stop her? Not at all - she took it like it was one of her own, pulled the long-sleeved black fabric over her upper half and didn't even do the buttons up before falling on to her back against the mattress.

Anna was out by the time that Nick returned, half on her side and half front-first against the bed with her cheek pushed in to the pillow and her hand hanging off the edge. Normally she was incredibly easy to wake, a light enough sleeper that just climbing in to bed with her would be enough to wake her. Of course, that was when sober and sleeping semi regularly, of which she was neither as she had downed one of those pills of hers while she was waiting.

She woke up to a bright light shining from through the windows, barely affected by the sheer curtains that were technically meant to quell it. She groaned as she pulled her arm in towards her body and though she was not quite ready to open her eyes she was slowly coming to. A weight on her waist confused her until she remembered where she was, and as her hazel eyes cracked open just millimeters she turned her head to see what was going on beside her. Nick, still asleep - how the fuck was she not supposed to smile at that? How long had it been since the last time that she had seem him like that? For a moment it was like they had never stopped. She wasn't quite sure when he had gotten in to bed but now they were curled up together with his arm over her waist, hand high between her slightly separated thighs - not holding on to her by the crotch, but close enough that she was instantly struck with a desire for more.

"Nicky?" She mumbled over the single word, her voice still hoarse, as she wondered if he was in any degree awake. At the same time she pushed her body in close to him until there was no space left to fill, her back to his chest and her bare bottom against his crotch.
 
“Very carefully, Princess. I moved maybe an inch at a time.” When Alicia sat upright in the bed and stretched out her body, Bryce admired every millimeter of skin. It never ceased to surprise him, just how overcome he could feel with Alicia’s beauty. “It should be a crime, you know? How can someone look so damn good after just waking up?” Traditionally, morning breath, morning hair, and morning attitude were not the greatest for anyone. Even professional models did not roll out of bed looking like a perfect ten. Yet, here was Alicia Clark, a girl that never looked like anything less than 100 on a 10-point scale. “Besides, cooking breakfast for you and bringing it here means I can keep you naked longer.” Winking at Alicia to accompany his teasing tone, Bryce also felt like it was a valid point. Of course, he cooked breakfast for her because he wanted to give her special treatment like the royalty she really is, but he could not lie if the added bonus of an extended period with Alicia void of clothing was not an attractive idea in his mind. Perhaps, if he got lucky, they would have some cuddling time before she covered herself.

“I think the prettiest girl in the world should have this treatment every morning after all. It’s not often I get to do this, so you can bet I’ll take advantage of the opportunity when I can. I fixed your favorite, as you can see. Hopefully, it is edible.” In all honesty, Bryce was not a horrible chef. Now that he thought about it, most situations where he prepared a meal involved giving Alicia something special. This time was no different. Pulling her plate of pancakes onto the bed, he placed the dish into his lap. “I guess I don’t need to tell you what’s coming next.” With a sneaking grin, he grabbed a fork and knife, cutting into her pancakes. After doing so, he was prepared to feed her from the fork himself. Since the plate easily balanced on his lap, he was left with a free hand. That free hand reached down and gently rested against one of Alicia’s, tangling their fingers together and lightly giving her palm a gentle stroke with the pad of his thumb. Once he fed Alicia the first bite, he retracted the fork and placed it down into the plate again.

“Would it be too much if I asked to feed you every bite?” Bryce asked with a soft chuckle, but he was totally serious. The chance to do this was so scarce and it was something they both seemed to enjoy, so, why not? “Maybe after breakfast, I can give you a nice massage. I can guess that you might be a little… sore.” Again, he could tell this was true as well. Not only would it help Alicia’s aching muscles, but he would get another chance to touch her. That was a definite win-win situation.

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Before falling asleep, the fact that Anna was wearing one of his shirts was not lost on Nick. When they were dating, it was one of his favorite things. To him, there was just something so cute about Anna wearing his shirt. Even when she borrowed them and forgot to give them back after some time, he still enjoyed it. Nick took it as a good sign when he saw this tonight. It brought a smile to his face, allowing him to sleep with that same expression. It was the first time in a while since that had happened, since he had gone to bed genuinely happy. Even then, sleep was not perfect. Nick tossed and tumbled around during the night without much luck. Just like Anna, though, Nick was a very light sleeper. Almost anything could wake him, even during times when he was intoxicated or high. So, even though she did not move a great deal, just hearing her say his name was enough to wake him up. Plus, she was the only person that called him that. Nick found it adorable, too. If anyone else would have tried to call him Nicky, he would have probably snapped their heads off.

Yet, he loved it when Anna did. It was like her own nickname for him, so it was special. His eyes slowly fluttered open, taking in the surroundings. After yawning and trying to stretch, just to feel another body literally pressed into him as much as possible, the male offered a smile to the woman. “Hi there…” He whispered, feeling where his hand was along with feeling her ass against his crotch. Yet, he made not attempt to chance either, instead, keeping his hand where it was and pulling her closer to his body. This was the perfect way to start a morning, Nick thought. It had been such a long time since he woke up with Anna in his arms. Correction, it was the first time in a long time since they woke up together without some level of animosity. The other nights and mornings were fun, but it quickly dissipated. Nick hoped this would not meet the same result. So, he trailed his lips down her exposed shoulder and across her neck, moving upwards towards her temple. “How did you sleep?” He asked in a gruff, deep voice. Last night and yesterday’s events were lost in his mind if the memory did not involve Anna.

He could still feel like he did when they fucked in the shower. His body still craved more and he did not forget the temptation of perhaps having a second round when he returned from his mother. Alas, that did not happen, but it was still on the forefront of his mind. “This was…. Good… I hope we do this more often.” Nick added in a hushed voice, again, referring to being with each other when they fell asleep and woke up. Nick could not remember feeling so incredible after waking up in a long time. It was all thanks to her.
 
"Are you my prince or my servant?" Alicia teased Bryce was that grin formed on his face and he cut a piece from the delectable meal that awaited her. It was not the first time he had fed her or even the first time that week that he had - and Alicia hoped that the sweetness that Bryce displayed in that moment would never fade. She couldn't think of anything more perfect than waking up to breakfast in bed at the hands of the love of her life - oh wait, yes she could: the fact that she got to marry this man. At the same time, all the energy that he spent on spoiling her just made the woman ponder on how she could spoil him in return. Well, beyond sex. Any man would appreciate sex, especially at his lover's hands - Alicia wanted to make Bryce feel truly loved and respected in the same way that he did her. Not a day went by that she didn't truly feel like a princess and her man deserved to feel just as desired and cared for.

"You're welcome to, if you would like to," she replied as he "joked" about personally feeding her every bite of her food, though it could be (and also was) an answer to his question about offering her a massage after they finished. Alicia knew very well that Bryce would do so if given the chance, so she didn't outright say yes, though she also didn't take the opportunity away from him. It was up to him if they would spent a while just sitting there, personally feeding each other as they mused quietly over whatever happened to come to mind - marriage, survival, what they would do if today was the day that they had to leave the estate. For now, however, none of that mattered. For a little while she simply sat and ate, taking the fork from her hands to feed herself for a bit only for him to take it back the moment that she set it down. Every time he did that she would give him that cute smile of hers and then take it back after a couple bites, only to have to do that again a few bites later when Bryce picked the fork back up again himself. Each time she cocked an eyebrow as if to say "oh, really?" but in reality she was not fighting it at all and appreciated every second.

When she finished (and was sure no pancake remained in her teeth), she leaned in to kiss her fiance, lips covered in a trace of syrup that would taste sweet against his tongue. It was his to kiss clean if he so desired, though Alicia's focus was solely on attempting to appreciate Bryce for all that he had done for her. After she pulled away she hovered close, quickly kissed him again for the sake of just one more and then straightened her back once more. "If you want to give me a massage I could never say no, but I would like to give you one once you're done," she countered with, expression a mixture of sly and affectionate. Just like Bryce, Alicia loved any opportunity that she had to get her hands on his body. That didn't even have to be sexual, as fun as that was - simply holding his hand or caressing his cheek was enough to make her happy but she sure wouldn't say no to getting more intimately acquainted with every inch of him just as he did her.

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In that moment it was like they had never parted, curled up together like day's long passed as they awoke to nothing but each other. If she could, Anna would have lost herself in that forever. His touch was soft but somehow she still felt protected and the brunette couldn't remember the last time she had woken up feeling as content as she did then. For the first time since boarding the yacht she wasn't even immediately struck with the need to shoot up, now a psychological dependency rather than physical. Did anything ever feel better than that first shot of the day though? Anna had had orgasms so mind blowing she was left shaking, felt on top of the world with speed and coke and meth, fucked on ecstasy - but even with all of those experiences, nothing had ever given her more bliss than that first shot of the day, erasing the previous day's heroin hangover like it had never even existed in the first place. Sometimes, a lot of the time, she wished that she loved people more than smack, or at least certain people. That had never been the case though - there wasn't a human in the world that she had ever chosen over dope. That was depressing to think about so she didn't, pretended that it didn't matter or never happened.

Right then? For the first time in a long time it wasn't on her mind. Nick had a way of making her forget, at least for a moment, what it felt like to need to be high. Maybe that was some dependent shit and she needed him around more than she realized but he was the only person to ever make living through sobriety bearable (though her definition of "sobriety" was quite loose and didn't include getting drunk or smoking weed - baby drugs, in her mind). Pure sobriety? Not able to even smoke a bowl after waking up level sobriety that she was dealing with right then? Well, the fact that she wasn't immediately itching was a miracle that she didn't think even his hold could give her. She wasn't cured to any degree, junkies were junkies end of the world be damned, but Nick? He was a whole different kind of drug. She had spent her life addicted to things - pot, cigarettes, alcohol, heroin, sex. Somehow one person, one damned boy who somehow dared to care for her even though he had all reasons not to, had landed on her list of addictions. Nick would never replace heroin, but he had to have been even with it.

They were both still half-hazy, barely awake but still conscious enough to realize what was going on. Nick wasn't the only one to enjoy it and as he pulled her in to him she let out a soft sigh. They barely moved and even though he spoke, for a moment she simply watched him through heavy-lidded hazel eyes. The series of kisses along her neck was slow and soft but even they were capable of softness once on while - that was what mornings were for after all. Half asleep and hazy, slowly bucking against each other only to be spent much sooner than if they were fully awake... Sure, sexier things existed in the world, but waking up to Nick and starting her day like that had always been preferences of hers. His question only earned him a small smile before she reached back behind her so that her palm made contact with the back of his head. As she pushed him towards her she rolled her upper half to face him and as soon as she could her lips planted against his. There was a passion to the kiss - not fast and greedy like past kisses where any one could have been the last, but rather a gentle, everlasting need.

"I'm okay with that," she whispered as she pulled away, just barely, with her hand still on the back of his head. With how closely they were pressed together there was no missing the way she could feel his dick against the firm, supple flesh of her ass or the way his hand held on to her. A small, mischievous smile grew on her lips as she purposely slowly rolled her hips against him.
 
Bryce chuckled softly when Alicia asked whether he was her Prince or her servant. It was an interesting question to pose, considering the things Bryce loved doing for Alicia. After all, she was indeed royalty, so he felt the need to treat her like so. He definitely felt the same love and respect from his fiancé as well. Just one look into her eyes and Bryce’s entire world stopped spinning and everything moved in slow motion. As perfect as her body was, probably the most alluring part about Alicia was those pretty, green eyes of hers. Damn, he could never get enough of those eyes. Even now, just looking into them put Bryce into a trancelike state. As one could imagine, Bryce wholeheartedly intended to offer her a massage. It was funny to think about it, because many girls had to force their guys to spend a few minutes to give them massages, but Bryce was the type of guy that would gladly sit there for hours, kneading her skin and flesh. Bryce heavily appreciated every time his hands were on Alicia’s body, regardless of whether the touch was sexual or non-sexual in nature. Alicia was an incredible young woman and he always felt honored to be this close to her and have the ability to touch her.

So, the meal continued with Bryce continuously stealing her fork back and feeding his Princess. Since it only took one hand to hold the fork, cut the pancakes, and placed a bite into Alicia’s mouth, Bryce decided to use his free hand to tangle with one of Alicia’s. Their fingers intertwined gently, giving a bit of that extra touch they both adored so much. During this time, however, he did ensure to eat his share of pancakes, so when Alicia finished, he had finished up as well. During the sweet kiss they shared, he decided to take advantage of the opportunity, swiping the syrup from her lips with his tongue. After she agreed to letting him massage her, Alicia professed the need for wanting to give him one as well. That was more than fair. “Oh, yes. I would love that, Alicia. As much as I love touching you, I love when you touch me, too.” Grinning like a small child, excited and jubilant, Bryce set the plates onto the side of the nightstand beside the bed. Quickly, his attention was returned to the brunette and Bryce wasted no time with getting started.

Alicia would quickly find herself pushed down onto the bed, flat on her stomach. Bryce straddled the girl at her thighs, just below her ass. It was such a delicious position, a perfect view of her ass in his eyes. Also, his manhood gently rested against her cheeks, which was quite arousing in of itself. He hoped Alicia did not mind that touch, either. Both hands placed down onto either side of Alicia’s shoulders, slowly massaging the skin just like he promised. From her shoulders, Bryce moved down lower, sliding his hands across her back before returning to focus on her shoulders. He ensured to rub out any knots he could feel while giving her some soft kisses along her neck, shoulder, and back while performing the massage. “I love you, Princess.” Bryce whispered into her ear, hands trailing lower, rubbing against the small of her back now as his hands had glided across every inch of her back. Soon enough, he decided to travel even lower, hand teasingly giving her ass a squeeze before working on her thighs, figuring she was the most sore in that area. “Are you sore, my love?” Bryce asked with a grin, already knowing the answer, but it was always fun to know that he made love to Alicia in such a way where she could feel the effects the next day.

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The first kiss on Nick’s lips this morning from Anna set the stage. It was impossible for Anna to have kissed him and rolled her hips the way she did without expecting Nick to take action. After all, when such a perfect ass was pressed against his dick, how could he not attack? Watching her with a grin, Nick decided to take things slowly. This was the exact thing his mother scolded him about last night. She had not forgotten the two teenagers’ active sex drives, even around her own home. She had no doubt that her son and his ex-girlfriend were involved again. She just hoped he would stop all relations with her. Of course, that conversation did not go the way she wanted last night, and here Nick was again. After spending the next few minutes kissing, Nick slipped one hand down in between her thighs, rubbing and massaging at her clitoris. He kept this action moving until he could slip a couple fingers inside of her and feel an adamant amount of wetness. Once he knew for a fact, that she was ready to take him and just as turned on as he felt, Nick decided to give her what she wanted.

They had thought about getting lost in each other last night once he returned, but she was passed out. So, it only seemed right they have a little fun this morning instead. Besides, it was such a tease for Nick to expect what he did last night, falling asleep without it, and even starting the day without Anna. That was not going to happen. So far, she did not bother to resist him or tell him that she was not willing. In fact, it seemed like quite the opposite, like she wanted to start the day out just like he did. After Anna was ready, Nick slipped his cock inside of her from behind. He stroked her pussy lips with his cock, sliding deep inside of her with each thrust. The pace became increasingly rougher and harder as time progressed, the position giving Nick that little feel of control, tangling his hands in her hair. He loved all positions with her from typical missionary, pinning her against the wall (or vice versa), to taking her from behind. His hands slipped underneath her body, massaging and playing with her breasts while his hips thrust, sliding deep into her core with each movement.

Eventually, just after Anna reached her orgasm, Nick found his own release. It occurred during a deep thrust, allowing his semen to spurt out and cover her walls completely. Their juices mixed and made for quite the mess, but it was all worth it. Nick would not want to start his day out any differently. Even after the orgasm subsided, he felt a haze in his mind, unable to get the happy, euphoric feeling out of focus. She allowed him to feel on top of the world, not even wanting to move from this position when they had finished and he was growing softer. So, he didn’t. instead, he just kept his girth buried inside of her while kissing her neck. “Now… that was how you start off a good day.” He chuckled, nuzzling his nose against her neck, having no idea that the day would turn into something disastrous. Nick had no idea of the impending doom being inflicted on this estate, that they would not have this place for another night. For now, he was living in the moment, though, focusing on Anna, and relaxing as much as he could.
 
Alicia rolled on to her stomach at Bryce's desire. He pushed her with a strong but loving touch, one that she knew could easily overpower her but when his hands met her body she knew that she was nothing but safe. With the sheets pulled away she was left bared before him and moments later his strong hands began to knead the muscles of her shoulders. Simply straddling her thighs as he did left the brunette acutely aware of how close that he was to her core, and there was no missing the soft pressure of the head of his cock against her firm, round rear. A massage may not have been inherently sexual, but it was hard not to feel at least the slightest bit aroused by her fiance's strong, loving and tender touch, especially when combined with her nudity and the way his lips fluttered softly against her skin.

She let out soft sighs as his hands worked through each of her muscles. There was no denying that Bryce moved precisely, never moving hastily. There was obviously no rush for him to finish which was amazing in its own right. How many peoples' boyfriends would offer the massages, let alone be as thorough as Bryce was? Even if he wasn't literally one of a kind, she sure as hell liked to think that he was. The closer that he worked south, hands kneading closer and closer to her core, there was no avoiding growing damp. His touch was electric, and though she was slightly embarrassed at growing aroused by such a simple thing she knew that if Bryce realized he would have no problem with it. As he squeezed at her ass, the firm flesh molding around his fingers, the brunette turned to look at her fiance with affection in her eyes.

"I'd be surprised if I didn't have bruises," she joked - a remark to how intense things could get between them when they let loose, rather than a direct statement about the previous night. Yes, though, she was sore. Alicia liked that, though. There was something erotic in its own nature about feeling the effects of making love to the love of her life even after once it was done. Not only was she sore between her thighs, where his hips would have met with her legs as he pushed deep inside of her, but throughout her thighs and up towards her pelvis. He had already relieved the tension in her lower back, which had felt amazing. "I'm not complaining, though."

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When Nick's hands started wandering, he gave the sleepy-eyed brunette exactly what she had wanted from him. Anna didn't even have to ask - all it took was a few of the right movements and both of their desire became clear. As his fingers worked magic on her clit she moaned and sighed and pressed her body to his, and with every motion her arousal grew. Before long his fingers slipped inside of her and she rolled her hips against his hand, obviously enjoying what was going on. She liked waking up to him - liked the way that he touched her when they were yet to truly awake, bodies rocking against each other in a slow tandem, pace growing until they peaked and started the day off with an orgasmic bliss. Nick never failed her - at least when it came to sex. It wasn't long after he slid inside her that his thrusts brought her over the edge, leaving her panting as she clutched his arm and pulled it tight around her abdomen. She didn't pull away as his lips sound her neck once more, grazing over the sensitive skin enough to keep her aroused.

Nineteen or twenty-two Anna still had the same sex drive - insatiable. Madison could try to talk Nick out of getting with her all that she wanted, but Nick didn't like being told not to do things. It was as they laid there still cuddled together, merged int he middle, that Anna realized that Madison did in fact know what was up. The mother was no idiot and she knew what the pair had been like when they were younger; however, whether she realized thanks to a poorly placed hickey, catching the not-quite-couple locking lips the previous night or had clued in entirely on her own was another question all together. Regardless of the answer, Anna had one feeling about it: she wanted to avoid the Clark matriarch as much as possible. She wasn't interested in being bullied or condescended to or listening to anything that Madison might have to say to her her on the subject. Anna was an adult, Nick was an adult - anyone else's opinion meant jack shit to her.

As that thought flashed through her mind the content expression on her face hardened just for a moment, and then she angled her neck to look at him once more. Between avoiding Madison and the fact that she literally wanted that boy all to herself, she had an idea. Worst case he said no, but they had a damn lot of time to catch up on and she doubted that he wouldn't be interested. "Hey - got an idea to make the day even better."
 
“Oh, don’t worry. I know it isn’t a complaint. I never would have thought that my sweet Princess could be as kinky, or even kinkier, than I am.” Again, Bryce offered a wink to the brunette. For the longest time, Bryce pondered over how he could bring up the idea of using bondage or other kinks in the bedroom. When their relationship started, he was even more hesitant about suggesting something because of fear of her reaction if it was negative. Now? Bryce knew he could suggest anything to her without worrying. Besides, she appeared to enjoy the same kinky fun that he did. It was a perfect match. Bryce knew they still had so much to explore. From simply having her tied up, from letting him play with her feet, or making love even after she had been taken hostage on the ship, their sex life had been incredibly active and various so far. Alicia seemed to have a dirty mind, just like he did. After finishing his massaging of her thighs, he did travel even lower, giving her a foot massage. Of course, this likely felt nice for Alicia, too, but this was mostly for Bryce’s pleasure.

Having her feet on his lap while his hands massaged and rubbed along the soles gave him a great deal of peace and arousal. It did not get much hotter than this: rubbing her feet with a perfect view of her ass right in front of him as well. Soon enough, Bryce managed to quell his insatiable desire and finish up the job. Right around this time, there was a knock at the door. It was Alicia’s mother, so Bryce slowly moved away from the girl and let her quickly get dressed. Once Alicia had clothes on, Bryce answered the door and opened it, allowing Madison inside. She sat down onto one of the chairs and Bryce rejoined Alicia on the bed.

Last night, her interaction with Nick was negative and did not end on a high note. This morning, she intended on having a different interaction with her other child. Basically, she just wanted to congratulate them and tell them how happy she was along with just simply talking to Alicia a bit about her experience in being married, engaged, and all the joy that came with it. Bryce was excited to know about how Madison felt about the arrangement, glad to have such a good relationship with his fiancé’s mother.

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Morning sexual encounters were not all too uncommon for the couple when they dated. They were both typically still high and hungover out of their minds, so it always felt like the proper beginning to their day. Even without the use of drugs or alcohol, Nick could still enjoy Anna. Just like he was for her, Anna was an addiction for Nick. When they were together, it always felt like the two were inseparable: the drugs and Anna herself. Whenever they were together, it likely did involve the use of some heavy substances, but that had never been a bad thing in Nick’s opinion. Again, it was the major reason why Madison was just so adamant about Nick not seeing her. Of course, the cheating and breaking his heart had a lot to do with it since she was quite protective over her children, especially Nick, but the drugs had to be the biggest issue. She knew that her son took a downhill turn in his life once meeting Anna and being involved with drugs. In fact, she basically blamed her in entirety for his use problems. Of course, it never registered that way in Nick’s mind. Anna was the best thing that could have happened to him after his father died.

Many of their arguments involved Anna. Whenever Madison did make a remark to Anna that Nick did not take well, he would defend his woman. The same was even true now. She commented about how Anna cheated on him and hurt him, that he deserved better. That pissed Nick off and he wanted nothing more than to avoid his mother for the entire day as well. He could do without that look and glare she was certain to give him whenever their paths crossed again. It was an annoyance, something he did not have time for.

The dark-haired woman slowly turned and locked eyes with him. It seemed like she had an idea. Nick curiously tilted his head towards the young woman and offered her a soft smile. “What’s your idea? You’ve got me interested in that now.” He added, truly eager to find out what she wanted to do. Considering she was suggesting it in a situation like this, all curled up, naked, and lying in bed, Nick was certain this was going to be an amazing idea to share. Nick had no doubt that he would be interested, either.
 
Alicia was surprised that Madison even cared - maybe she had judged her mother a little too hard. She did care, it was just that Alicia always fell to the backburner whenever anything involving Nick came up. It was nice, sometimes, being the low maintenance child but at the same time that had left the brunette slightly bitter. She was trusted to keep her head on straight and she liked knowing that she didn't need to be babied, but it would have been nice to feel like she could actually talk to her mom without it being second best to Nick's latest relapse or vanishing act. Alicia hadn't known that Bryce had asked her mother about marrying her before asking her but that wouldn't come as surprise to her. However, because she didn't know about that, her mother's visit was unexpected.

After getting dressed, Bryce opened the door and she sat on the edge of the bed she shared with her new fiance. As soon as he sat back down beside her, she grabbed his hand which flashed off the pretty ring that now had its place on her left hand. Alicia was obviously thrilled about everything that had happened and after squeezing Bryce's hand she held her arm out towards her mother, allowing her to get a good look that now adorned her daughter's hand. Madison had seen it already - in her excitement when Bryce had asked about proposing she had asked if he had a ring and, when he said that he did, if she could see it. In her excitement she spilled that she had known this was coming, and it was obvious that both mother and daughter were excited about what was going on. For the first time in a while, Alicia actually felt like her mother genuinely cared about her and not just her other child.

"I always knew that you two would end up together, but it seemed like neither of you realized it," Madison remarked. "I'm happy that you're happy, and there's no one that I would rather have at my daughter's side, especially with everything that's going on."

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Madison could hate her all she liked, but she was fooling herself if she thought that Nick wouldn't still be an addict had Anna never come around. She'd never forced him, coerced him, or in any way pestered him to get high - he'd been a user long before they met and a stint in rehab hadn't been enough to keep him clean. By the time they had met, shortly after his release following his father's death, Nick had been using again. Anna was an easy target, though. Blaming her for everything that went wrong in Nick's life was easy because it meant that Madison could take the responsibility and blame off of herself. Sure there was some shit that Anna was guilty of, there was no denying that she had royally fucked up and hurt someone she cared about in the process, but she'd rather punch someone than take the flak for bullshit she didn't even do. That was why Anna didn't like Madison - not for disliking her, but for placing the blame for all that was wrong on to Anna's shoulders from the moment that became an option.

But when Nick looked at her with that cute smile, Anna didn't give a shit about Madison or history or even drugs. She would have loved to be high if possible, sure, but even when things weren't easy Nick still had a way of looking at her like she was the prettiest thing on earth. Hell, he had somehow looked at her like that even when she was puke-level drunk and that just felt unreasonable. All it did was warm her, though, and her hold on the hand he had around her waist just tightened in a squeeze. "Stay here with me," she said softly to Nick as she rotated her shoulders to get a better look at him. "You, me, this bed. Find some dvds somewhere and throw the tv on, some snacks so we don't have to leave when we get hungry. Say fuck it to clothes and try to break our record, start making up for lost time." Anna raised an eyebrow, a silent request for his opinion of her idea. Her fingertips found the back of his arm and started idly tracing over the skin, simply for the sake of touching him.

"Mm, you're gonna have to find the food and things though," she tacked on. "Your mom totally knows we're screwing and I'm not sure how much more stink eye I can take before I say something I can't take back."
 
Madison’s words of encouragement brought a smile to Bryce’s face. It was especially touching when Madison mentioned that Alicia’ father would have been happy as well. The entire aspect of an afterlife was not something Bryce felt like he had a concrete belief in, but perhaps her father was looking over them both somehow, smiling at the moment. Once these tender moments had ended, Madison left the room and decided to seek out Celia one final time in an attempt to sway her opinion about sending Strand away from the estate. It left Bryce and Alicia alone, so the man used the time for some extra cuddling and kissing since they were not quite finished when her mother had knocked. Unfortunately, Madison’s efforts did not pan out like she thought. During the day, Bryce and Alicia spent time by helping out in the gardening area where they also had quality together time as well, also proving that they could earn their place. However, everyone in their little group stopped when it was time for Strand to leave. They watched as the man walked out of the gates. It seemed like that he was not going to get a vehicle for transportation, but at the last second, he decided to jump into a pickup truck.

At that moment, everything took a downhill turn. The sounds of screams and smell of fire caught Bryce’s attention. With Alicia and Madison, the man looked towards the burning estate, seeing almost everything caught up in flames. The older woman realized that her son was nowhere to be found and she started panicking. Bryce, knowing the risks, decided that he would stand up and do something here instead of just hoping that Nick found the way back. When Bryce offered, Madison did not have the ability to tell him not to, because she wanted someone to find her son.

Bryce left, but not before stealing one quick kiss from Alicia’s cheek. When Bryce sprinted towards the fiery building, it was not long before Strand pulled up in that truck where Alicia, Ofelia, and Madison were now all standing, urging all three of the women to join him so they could escape as even the infected were now breaking down the barriers, pouring into the destroyed estate.

--

The idea was perfect: stay in bed, watch movies, eat snacks, break their own record, and just have one hell of a day in the bed. “Just like old times.” He murmured softly, recalling many, many occasions where they spent a day much like she just described it. “Hell, you know if I could, I would spend every damn day like this with you.” Nick responded with a grin. Sure, they really had no access to drugs or anything that could make them high here at the estate, but this was still fun without the added stimulation of drugs or alcohol. So, without hesitation, just like Anna had anticipated, Nick agreed with her idea. He would have been a fool to reject it. “Yeah, she’s a bitch. I’m sorry you have to deal with that. Let me go find some stuff, then. I’ll be back.” Just like that, Nick simply threw on a pair of pants to walk out of their room into the kitchen area. There, he found snacks of every kind, including a little wine to steal from the cabinet as well.

When he returned, the day started. They fucked all day long, watched shitty movies that felt like 5-star quality considering the situation, and ate all the snacks they could. Nothing around them mattered to Nick. Everything was perfect and he had a sensation of feeling pure bliss. The smile only kept growing throughout the day, meaning nothing was going to stop this or turn this day upside down. At least, that was what Nick thought originally. They had just finished having sex. Nick smelled something, but only thought that it was just human fluids and sweat combined. “Fire.” Nick breathed out, jumping from the bed, peeking out the window of the estate.

Nick was panicking, demanding to Anna that they get dressed and run the hell away. They both reached the outside area where Madison was with a few of the others. At this point, Bryce had been gone for about two minutes, just missing the couple as they left the room. Madison was trying to convince Nick to come with her, but Nick realized that this was all her fault, that she destroyed this place. He asked where Celia was, but Madison did not answer. They went back and forth, causing Nick to decide that he was not going to go with his mother, deciding to turn his back from her and walk away from the truck.
 
How was Alicia supposed to stay there when Bryce had left? It took Madison physically grabbing her to keep her from following after him, and even then she was pretty much just waiting for the ideal chance to run after her fiance. The Infected were getting closer, stopped by fences but those would only hold temporary. On the other side the building had gone up in flames and was burning down before their very eyes. Just moments after, Strand drove in the truck and Madison had to pull her daughter in to it. Alicia only gave in because both Strand and her mother had said they could wait for Bryce. Within a couple minutes, two forms had made their way out of the entrance and Alicia was hopeful - until she realized that neither were Bryce. She was relieved to know that her brother was okay, but now that Bryce was the only one who remained in the embers, Alicia was growing more and more concerned. Her eyes stayed peeled, desperate for any sight of the brave man that she called her fiance.

She didn't even care about Madison's quarrel with Nick, and she wasn't surprised that her brother ended up walking away. When hadn't he walked away? It was as they turned that she yelled out to the pair: "Did you guys see Bryce? He went in after you". Anna's reply ("well he sure as fuck didn't find us") both pissed Alicia off and made her more concerned, as every second that passed was one less until there was no holding back. Alicia cursed out loud, eyes towards the dark sky above her. The Infected were getting closer, almost to the point of reaching the truck, and eventually Madison's soft comforting whispers of "he will get back" grew just as worried as Alicia's own. As her brother vanished in to the distance, things became clear - there was no more time to sit still and none of Alicia's pleas were enough to keep that truck still any longer.

As soon as the wheels began to roll, Alicia made a split-second decision - for herself, and for Bryce. She was not leaving without him. She launched herself over the edge of the truck bed and hit the ground, and there was no time for the truck to stop for her. Her mother's voice called out her name as she turned to look to the blonde. "I'm sorry, but I can't leave without him," Alicia said as the three bodies still in the trick drove off. After that, she moved towards the burning building.

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Anna had enjoyed the day. What felt like hours being eaten out, round after round of pleasure at the hands of someone who knew her body better than anyone else had ever - it was pure bliss. Anna was left sore in all the right ways and she was said to see their little adventure come to an end. However, just as soon as Nick pointed out that something was wrong, the smell of smoke hit her nostrils as well. Fuck - that was not the kind of smoke that she wanted to be smelling. The brunette moved quickly and pulled clothes, scattered around the ground because she had a messy streak, on to her body. Denim shorts, a tank top and then, as a final touch, the black shirt that she had spent the night in. It had been lost to the floor by the time that Nick had come back from snacks and now the implication was that it was no longer his shirt - far from the first time since she had done that (eventually the majority of his closet had ended up in hers, and not just because he had basically lived at her apartment for the majority of their relationship).

There was no time to move slowly and the pair quickly found their way out, subverting whatever route Bryce had taken in hopes of catching an eye on (one of) them. For moments after they exited the building, mother and son argued in front of a truck with Anna at Nick's side, hand pressed to his waist. The dead were moving in though, and there was little time to waste. After one final remark Nick turned his back to the people that he called family and Anna spared Madison one sly smirk before she turned with him. Was it bad that she was pleased he wanted to walk away? Neither had any clue what the harsh deserts of Mexico would offer them and there was no time to ponder deeply on it. It very much felt like an "us versus them" kind of situation that came out with her winning, whether that was the reality or not.

They were several feet away when Alicia had asked about Bryce, sounding frantic. Anna, frankly, hadn't even noticed that he wasn't with the little group, and she definitely had not seen him on her way out of the building. Alicia probably didn't want to hear from her, and she didn't even turn her head back, but she let the girl know that her lover was nowhere in sight. "Well he sure as fuck didn't find us."
 
In the moments following Nick and Anna’s escape from the hallway leading out of their bedroom, Bryce turned down the opposite corner, sprinting down the hallway. Pushing open the door into Nick and Anna’s room, he found it empty. It meant Bryce now needed to search through the entire estate, determined to find Alicia’s brother. Hallway after hallway, he called out their names. The entire place was quickly becoming abandoned with the fire becoming hotter and the infected approaching closer. Bryce was worried about trapping himself somewhere, so he decided to finally sprint outside right before the main building of the estate collapsed. It was at this point, he caught glimpse of the pickup truck speeding away. It was unideal, but at least Alicia would be alright. Somehow, someway, he knew they would reunite. Before planning on a reunion, though, Bryce needed to find his way out and reach safety. Thankfully, the handgun was still on him, as was a hunting knife. Bryce was prepared, not running into this estate without any weapons. He honestly had no idea what happened or what caused the mayhem, but investigating was not his current priority. Instead, he was being fueled by pure instinct and searching for survival.

It took him five minutes to reach the main gates, but it was inaccessible. Between the fire and the infected, he would have fucked himself over if he tried to escape. Thinking about a side exit, Bryce started sprinting through the mayhem again. This time, however, something odd caught his eye. He saw a familiar figure from the side, looking like the one and only Alicia Clark. Could it be? Was he just seeing something? Hallucinating from the smoke inhalation? Perhaps, but as he looked closer, he could see the girl he loved trapped in a corner, four infected closing.

She was in the truck, though? How did she…. Oh… wait a minute, that’s how! She did the exact thing that Bryce would have done if situations would have been switched. Faster than Usain Bolt, Bryce sprinted towards Alicia’s aid, shouting her name at the top of his lungs to get her attention and to steal the infected attention away from her as well. Once he got close enough, he opened fire, taking out the walker closest to Alicia, then working his way back, shooting all four creatures in the head.

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When they turned away, Nick ignored the pleading from his mother. The decision was made. Celia was right about them. Madison did not understand the infected or the new world like Nick did. He was better off on his own. From the way Strand was shouting at Madison, she was practically being restrained to not chase after him. It was time for Nick to truly move on his own path. The look that she sent Anna was a deadly one. If looks could kill, then Anna would have died right there, especially because of that sly smirk she dared to offer Madison. It left her fuming, but Nick would not have even cared if he had known. Instead, Nick saw Anna turn with him, cementing the idea that she was here to stay. Wherever the path took them, it was going to be worth it. Even when Alicia asked if Bryce had been seen, Nick ignored his sister. He did not exactly care where the younger male was nor did he care what Alicia was feeling. So, after Anna answered, Nick offered nothing else for his sister. Instead, he began walking away, further into the distance as he heard the truck beginning to move.

Looking ahead, the large group of infected was approaching. However, Nick did not tremble nor did he show signs of fear. Instead, there was an eerie smile on his face. He felt calm and cool, collected underneath the pressure right now. Watching closely as the herd approached, he knew exactly what they needed to do. Of course, Anna was going to hate the idea and not enjoy the concept like she always had. Yet, he assumed she already had an idea of what direction this was turning when he locked eyes with her and then looked down towards one of the already killed infected at their feet.

“I’m sorry. I know you hate this, but we’ll need to cover ourselves. We can blend in and be safe. We’ll figure out where we’re going when we get there. For now, though, we just need to blend in.” After repeating the sentiment, Nick crouched down and took a knife, slicing it through bone and flesh. The smell did not even bother him anymore as he stuffed his hands down into the open ribcage, slabbing the blood all over his clothes and his face.
 
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