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“How long do you think we have?” David asked as he got his pants off. Or tried to, his belt was stuck.
“Ten minutes, maybe,” Lindsay replied as she pulled her shirt off. “Sorry.”
“That’s fine. I can work with that.”
She laughed and kicked her shoes away. “I haven’t done something like this in months.”
“Really?” he asked, and then grunted as he nearly fell over trying to get his pants off.
“Careful,” she said, grabbing him. She began to say something else, then hesitated as she realized how close their faces were, and instead she just stared into his eyes. Her own eyes, brown and sharp, seemed vivid and alive with nervous energy.
David kissed her. She kissed him back immediately, hugging him to her. And then they parted and hastily continued undressing.
“I’ve been too busy being a mother and a, as shitty as I am at it, leader,” she said. “Thankfully, now that we’re here, I don’t have to deal with that second one anymore.”
“Yeah but you’ve been here for like six weeks now,” David replied. He finally finished getting the rest of his clothes off and quickly began to wash up at the bucket she had in her room. Someday, he would like the showers in each cabin to work.
God, what he wouldn’t give for a hot shower.
“I know. I’ve been...recovering,” she replied. “And, honestly, I’m...difficult.”
“You don’t seem difficult.”
She snorted. “Then you haven’t been paying attention.”
She joined him at the washing bucket and he studied her as she cleaned up alongside him. Lindsay looked so different from when they’d first met at those trailers the last month, when he and Katya and Cait had stumbled upon her group and she’d stepped out, gun pointed at them. She’d since cut her dark brown hair. Now it was combed and relatively clean and she wore it in a short ponytail most of the time. Her skin was still pale, but it was clean and mostly free of the bruises and scrapes she’d had when she’d first arrived at Haven. She looked...healthier. Happier. And she’d settled nicely into the community.
She now shared one of the smaller cabins with her daughter, one of the cabins they’d since patched up after getting all those supplies, and she had proven herself to be an excellent hunter and guard, and she knew quite a bit about guns, so she was frequently the person people came to for repairs or maintenance or lessons.
They were all still having varying degrees of difficulty going to Jennifer, and she was having her own difficulty living among a group of people.
He studied her closer as he finished getting dried off. She had a nice body. She was trim and fit, with small, high breasts and athletic thighs. He’d been surprised to learn that she was nearly forty. She could have passed for a decade younger. Of course for him it was a pleasant surprise. He was finding that he really enjoyed the company of older women. She had several scars and when she noticed him looking at a patch of roughened skin on her inner right thigh, she sighed softly and shifted uncomfortably.
“What?” he asked.
“It’s ugly,” she muttered.
“Lindsay, it’s a scar. We all have scars. I don’t think it’s ugly,” he replied.
She rolled her eyes. “Your fucking supermodel wife doesn’t have any.”
“Cait has scars,” he said. “And she’s not my wife.”
Lindsay laughed. “I’ve seen the two of you together. She’s pregnant with your kid and you’re thrilled about it. She’s your wife. Doesn’t matter that there’s no rings or ceremony. So are the other two. The four of you are married. It’s obvious to anyone who hangs around for more than a week,” she replied.
“So what does that make you?” he asked, stepping up to her and settling his hands on her hips.
She shivered slightly. “Right now? A fling. If this happens more than once...a mistress? Your girlfriend? What’s Ashley to you? What’s Amanda?”
“I...never said I was sleeping with Amanda,” he replied awkwardly. That had kept going, and still was, but they hadn’t really been public about it.
“Oh come on, I’m not stupid.” She sighed suddenly. “Come on, we don’t have time. For now you can be the handsome young man with,” she reached down and gripped his cock, “the considerable cock and certainly a lot of enthusiasm, and I can be the mature slutty MILF in desperate need of a good, hard fuck. How does that sound?”
“Good to me,” he replied, and suddenly reached down and picked her up, literally sweeping her off her feet and into his arms.
“Oh! Fuck!” she cried in happy surprise. “You’re strong.”
“Getting there,” he replied, and walked over to her bed, then tossed her down onto it. She let out another cry of joyful surprise as she landed and bounced once. He climbed quickly onto the bed with her and dove right in, getting atop her and kissing her. She moaned and kissed him back, grabbing at him, pulling him closer to her.
David began to run his hands across her slim body, feeling her warm skin, her passion and need as she moved against him, slipping her tongue into his mouth, touching him everywhere. She felt wonderful. Lindsay had been slowly warming up to him ever since they’d finally finished gathering their resources and he’d settled very happily down into the role of community leader, the kind who was there almost every day. Although he left Haven usually at least once a day, it was rarely to go very far. Consequently, he was getting to know a lot of the residents a lot more. Lindsay had been a little cold and a little hostile for the first week, but he thought it was just from being fucked over so many times. That had changed.
Eventually she’d either believed or let herself believe that she was safe here and that this was a real community intent on helping her and her daughter, on keeping people fed and healthy and, if at all possible, happy. She had a grim sense of humor and often preferred to be alone, but as the weeks had gone on, she’d warmed up to several people. Including him. At first it had just been conversations, then he thought she might be hitting on him, and he responded in kind, because she was quite attractive. And then, finally, today, when he had been making his rounds and he’d come to see her at her cabin, she had invited him in and outright asked him for sex.
Although she was concerned her daughter, who was supposed to be spending time over at Ann’s place, (it was where most of the children ended up going nowadays, and she seemed happy in her role as den mother), might return unexpectedly.
And she really didn’t need to be walked in on doing this.
“Oh!” she moaned as his finger found her clit. “Fuck, I forgot how good it is to have someone else touch that...”
“Glad I could remind you,” David replied, and she resumed kissing him, moaning as he pleasured her, rubbing her clit slowly at first, but quickly picking up speed, knowing they didn’t have a whole lot of time to play with.
He managed to pleasure her for another minute or so before either her sexual impatience or paranoia got the best of her and she grabbed him and pulled him onto her. “In,” she said simply, staring up at him, her eyes wide, face flushed.
“Okay,” he replied.
She spit into her hand and reached down, then quickly rubbed his cock down and slipped it inside of her. David groaned as she accepted his length into her. She was extremely wet and the pleasure began a slow burn into him as he started making love to her.
“Oh fuck yes...” she moaned, bringing her legs up and spreading them wider. “Come on, give it to me. I like it rough, don’t hold back.”
“You asked for it,” he replied, and began thrusting deeper and harder into her.
“Yes!” she cried, then closed her mouth, moaning. “Fuck, I need to not-ah!-not be too loud...fuck!” she yelled.
“You may find that difficult,” he replied.
“Apparently!”
He kissed her on the mouth and she grabbed him and held her slim body against his own. David tried not to let himself get too settled in. He’d had a lot of practice over the past few months, and although he still enjoyed quickies, he was finding that longer sessions could be really nice, and he had trained himself on how to last longer. Which wasn’t easy, given who he tended to share his bed with. Although with Lindsay, it wasn’t too hard to let himself get swept up in the pleasure. Just the fact that she was noticeably older than him, and the fact that they had never made love before right now, both worked to hasten his own orgasm.
Not yet, though. Not before he got her off.
Although from the way she was reacting to this, the desperate, demanding way in which she grabbed at him, kissed him, forcing him deeper into her, he imagined that it wouldn’t be all that difficult. She was so wet inside and so clearly turned on. He kept pounding her, driving into her again and again, letting that hot, raw pleasure of fucking bare vagina eat into him, magnified by the fact that he knew they might be overheard and they were working against a time limit, and before long he found himself faced with the opposite problem: he was getting ready to start letting off inside of her and she still hadn’t come yet.
He reached down between them and began rubbing her clit again with his thumb, and she slapped a hand over her mouth and cried out.
“You like that, you little fuck toy?” he asked.
“Yes! Yes!” she screamed behind her hand.
He grinned savagely and kept stroking into her while vigorously rubbing her clit, and within another ten seconds he had achieved the desired result. She let out a loud scream, bringing her other hand over her mouth as well, twisting and writhing in pure ecstasy, and he groaned as a solid wave of hot, wet pleasure slammed into him as she started coming on his dick. David began fucking her harder, pumping his cock into her orgasming pussy again and again, and before long his own orgasm blasted into being and they were coming together.
It was like a perfect paradise.
The orgasm was short-lived, but intense, and when he was finished, he laid against her, both of them panting and sweaty.
“So, um, how was that?” David asked after a moment.
“Very, very good,” she replied. “I can see why you’re so popular.”
“There are worse reasons to be popular,” he replied with a bashful chuckle, then he pulled out of her and got to his feet. He stretched and popped his neck, then moved back over to the washbasin and began cleaning up.
That was the problem with being a community leader: you rarely had time to spare for anything, even the very fun stuff.
But he was lucky to have gotten to do this at all, he knew.
“Going already?” she murmured.
He glanced back at her. She was sprawled out on her bed, a vision of flushed, nude beauty, a sedate, satisfied smile on her face.
“I’m sorry, Lindsay, but I do have things to do. Believe me, I’d love to stay around for another round,” he replied.
She laughed softly. “I know, I’m just teasing. You work very hard, David, and I appreciate that. We all do, or at least I hope so.”
“Well, I’ve had a lot of help,” he replied. He finished washing, dried off, and began to dress.
“Yes. You’ve found such a nice group of people.” She sighed and stretched, then yawned. “God, I’m still tired. I keep hoping that I’ll catch enough sleep someday. But there’s always more to do, it seems.”
“I know how you feel,” he muttered. Something occurred to him. “Uh...I should’ve asked. Is it okay that I came in you?”
“What? Oh yeah,” she replied. “I got fixed after I had my daughter. Got lucky and found a doctor that could do it. And I don’t mind, it kind of makes it feel more...authentic, I think. I definitely prefer it to going all over my face.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” David replied.
“So...can this happen again? I will admit, I have a hard time making friends, a harder time still finding people I both trust enough to have sex with and am attracted to, and you are both of those things.”
“This can definitely happen again,” he replied.
She laughed. “Well, that’s good. So you’re really into me?”
“Hell yes, I am. You’re very attractive,” he replied, lacing his boots back up.
“I’ve always thought I was rather plain, even when I was younger and beauty came a bit more easily...”
“You’re a badass survivor MILF who looks great naked and fucks awesomely,” David replied. “I’m lucky to have had sex with you, and I’d be lucky to keep having sex with you.”
“You’re a gentlemen, aren’t you? I have to admit, I was surprised when I learned of your wives, and your side girls. I thought you were cute, but...now I’ve really begun to see why they’re all drawn to you.”
“I got lucky,” David replied. He stood up and pulled his backpack on again. “And I fell in love, and, well, I love sex, too, and so I work hard every day to maintain the relationships that luck gave me. I think that’s about as complicated as it is.”
“Maybe,” she murmured. “Well, come see me again sometime.”
“Oh, I will.” He walked over to her and gave her a kiss. “And if you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask.”
“I won’t,” she replied, smiling up at him.
With that, he headed back out of her cabin, back into the chilly morning air. As he closed her front door behind him and stepped back into the snow, he sighed softly. It would be so nice when winter finally passed. Going off of what he knew of previous winters, they had probably about a month of this crap left. Sometimes winter was shorter, sometimes longer, but they were probably through the worst of it by now.
Well, hopefully.
David ran through a checklist of his morning routine. He’d almost been done before Lindsay had snagged him. In fact, all that was left was visiting a few other cabins and then going on his morning walk around the exterior of the settlement. Then he would get to work on the day’s tasks. As he continued, David thought back to the past.
It had been about six weeks since he and the others had come back from their assault on the island. After a few days of rest and recovery, David had been very happy to see that his prediction of things settling into a pleasantly boring routine had been accurate. Except for the occasional stalker attack on the settlement, things at Haven had been peaceful. Although he had to admit there was a part of him that had actually grown to like, perhaps in a twisted sort of way, the rush and thrill of combat and throwing himself into really dangerous situations, for the most part he was happy with how his life had settled down.
The hydroponic garden was up and running, thanks to Jennifer’s hard work, and two of their early dwellers, Chloe and Lena, had actually moved into the cabin holding the gear, as it turned out Lena was very good with plants and had some knowledge of running a hydroponic garden. Their food and water and chopped firewood stores were pretty consistent after enjoying a lot of growth for the first few weeks. Working with some of the more knowledgeable in the group, they had set up rabbit snares and fish traps in the woods and the river, and those provided some nice meat and furs, as did the hunting party that tracked game in the woods surrounding them.
It had been a little rough at first, letting everyone recover and then figuring out who was most suited doing what, but ultimately, largely thanks to Evie’s skill at making schedules and keeping a lot of different stuff straight in her head, Haven was running smoothly.
David was amazed.
And scared.
How long would it be before something else went wrong? Because he felt like they were one disaster away from collapse. He thought that they’d have a better chance of surviving something than River View had, but...still, he knew how precarious their place in the world was. And he was fighting every day to strengthen their position, to ready them for it if and when it happened. And he had so much more to lose now.
Even as he thought that, as he finished up checking on the occupants of the last cabin and then made his way towards the front gate, he saw a familiar redhead waiting for him. Cait was leaning against one of the big wooden posts that made up part of the front gate, smirking at him with her arms crossed.
“What?” he asked as he walked over to her.
“I saw you going into Lindsay’s cabin,” she replied. “And you’ve got that smile. That ‘I got fucked’ smile.”
He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. “Is it that obvious?”
“Yeah. To me anyway. And it was obviously going to happen. Lindsay’s been eyeing you for weeks now. She was just too shy to make the move. I’m glad she finally pounced on you. Was it a good session?” she asked.
“Yeah. She’s...enthusiastic,” he replied, then cleared his throat. “How are you?”
“I’m good,” she said. “I’ve started having to piss like all the time, and, well, you know about my fucking night sweats.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry babe,” he replied.
She laughed. “It’s okay. I’d say it isn’t your fault, even though it kind of is. I had heartburn yesterday, too. I’ve been checking in with April and she says it’s all normal. She told me some of the other glorious shit I may have to look forward to.”
“Like what?” he asked as they started walking around the outside.
“Ugh. Bloating, acne outbreak, leg cramps, vomiting, sore tits, congestion, and some other stuff that I don’t really want to bring up ‘cause it’s gross. Mainly I’m not looking forward to the vomiting,” she replied. “And I’ve finally started noticing that I’m getting hornier.”
“Me too,” he murmured.
She laughed. “Yeah, I guess you’d notice it. I just...really want your fucking dick more than usual recently. Like a lot.”
“That’s a good thing for me,” he replied. “Lindsay said something interesting.”
“What’s that?”
“She said you’re my wife.”
“Huh...I mean, yeah, basically.” She smirked. “How do you feel about that?”
“Honestly, fucking fantastic. I didn’t ever really think I’d find anyone who wanted to marry me, or that I’d want to marry, or that it would work out. I thought there’d be more...ceremony to it, you know? Rings and stuff like that...”
“There doesn’t have to be. Marriage isn’t the same as it used to be, from what I understand.” She paused. “Do you want rings?”
“I don’t know. She also said that Evie’s my wife, too, and so is April. She posited that we’re all married to each other,” he replied.
“We are,” she said. “That’s how I see it, anyway. We’re committed to each other, we love each other, we intend to stay together and build a life together and have a child together. If that isn’t marriage, I don’t know what is.”
“I like it,” he said. “A lot. I think-”
They both froze as gunshots sounded. They were close. David looked around. They were on the east side of Haven now, the direction the farms and what remained of River View lay. Someone was firing off a pistol, just one from what he could tell. Someone by themselves? Someone from the farm maybe? Or a lone traveler?
“Come on,” he said, and took off.
Cait was right beside him. They hurried towards the forest and slipped into the treeline. He heard the telltale shrieks of stalkers, more gunfire, someone–a woman–shouting. The voice seemed almost familiar, but he couldn’t place it. They kept going, keeping an eye out for other stalkers or undead, following the sound of the fighting and the flashes of gunfire. Right before David was about to shout out a warning, he heard a scream of pain, a bad one, more gunfire, and then suddenly nothing. They kept going, running the rest of the way, and skidded to a halt as they began coming across stalkers. David frowned as he saw them.
There seemed to be more than ever nowadays.
He and Cait split up, checking the immediate area. Whoever they were, they had to be around here somewhere.
“Hello?” he called.
No response, nothing at all but the wind. He shifted through the nearest trees and suddenly became aware of breathing. Turning left, David spotted a figure laying on the snowy ground. “Cait!” he called, and hurried forward.
They looked familiar. Very familiar.
David stepped up to the woman laid out on the ground, facing away from him. She seemed unconscious, and definitely injured.
He heard Cait come jogging up.
It looked like...but it couldn’t be.
David gingerly rolled her over onto her back and heard Cait gasp.
It could be. It was-
“Ellie!?”