Deadtown

Izabella

I chuckled, finishing my shower up. I called out, "Conversation sure.. Food, lots around the corner at the grocery story.. Sex? Now that is something I don't really need at this moment.." I blatant lie but it worked. Wrapping a towel around me and drying my hair with another, I walked out into the livingroom watching him flip through the channels.
"So out of utter boredom you came to see little ol' me huh? How flattering.." I rolled my eyes and walked past him into the bedroom. Hunting for something to wear, I generally gave up and just went back out in my towel.
Sitting down on one end of the couch I glanced at the tv set. "Food channel? You must be bored.. Why aren't you out prowling around for a fuck toy Zee?" I turned my attention from the tv set and sat facing his sprawled out from. Pushing his leg out of the way I stretched out between his spread legs, grinning slightly as my feet ran up both his thighs and rested there.
"As for entertaining you.. It all depends on what you have to offer me likewise?"
 
Zernandil

He yawned, looking from the televsion set to her, dressed only in that towel. He raised an eyebrow, looking her over before looking back to the television. "I thought you were pretending you didn't want to have sex. So unless you want to feed off of me, there's not a lot I have to offer. And as for the food channel, it's very interesting. It's more interesting than watching fighting or sex. At least here, you see interesting and new things. I don't really eat all that often, so it's kind of fun to watch."

He yawned again, then looked back at her. "So, are you going to keep saying no why your body begs yes, or have you decided to have sex yet? Or perhaps you'd like to talk about something? Like that weird sexual fog floating around town?"
 
Izabella

"The fog.. I am curious about it. Came into contact with it tonight.. Still do not understand it's meaning or what exactly it is." I stared at him a moment longer, "Denying the body what it craves builds up a good foundation of discipline. Giving in, weakens you.. Giving into temptation also weakens you. In your case, it makes you stronger. In my own, proves I have a weakness." I grinned, wondering if I confused him yet or not? I let my eyes roam over his body from head to toe, temptation was sitting right there.
I brought my hand up and played with my thubnail as I watched him watching tv. "I doubt there is much we can talk about that would be entertaining, the fog bores me, and tv isn't very entertaining at all tonight. So are you sleeping here Zee?"
 
Zernandil

He stopped, and looked at her. "I don't give in to temptation, I am temptation. And as for the fog, it's unnatural, something or someone is causing it to be. It's sexually based, and is the lure to the trap. Beyond that, it's just a fucking fog. And as for staying here, yeah, sure, why not?"

He yawned, and turned off the t.v., turning his gaze to her. He smiled, and sat up, his hand grabbing ahold of her towel and pulled it off her. "Whattcha wearin' the towel for? It's not like I haven't seen-and touched-it before. Or are you worried you might gice into temptation?" He grinned evilly, moving his face close to hers. "Don't you know, a little temptation is a healthy thing."
 
Izabella

I agreed with him on that, the fog was a lure to something, But what? I jerked a little as he yanked off my towel. Glaring at his smug look, I folded my arms under my breasts. His body moved over mine, hovering as his face came closer to mine.
I held perfectly still as he taunted me with his words and glance.
"Tease." I smiled slightly, "Yes, sometimes it is good to give in isn't it?" I didn't move a muscle, not towards him or away neither. My eyes watching him hover over me. We could both smell the scent of lust in the air, wether it came from the fog or of him hovering over me, I did not know exactly.
Flashes of our first encourter raced through my mind, was he feeding me this information or was I caving in?
I unwound my hands from their place over my rib cage and reached out. My hand trailed down his chest, softly stroking up and down. My eyes searched his face for a second before I spoke up again, "So tempt me already!?"
All the signs were there, panting breaths, hard nipples, aching limbs and sex. He was toying with me, I knew it too. Perhaps I would play his game?
 
Zernandil

He smiled, and slowly trailed a hand down her body. His fingers running across her naked flesh, down between her breasts and alonong the smooth skin of her stomach to the warm recess between her legs. His lips slowly pressed to hers in a soft, slow kiss. His lips remained pressed to hers for several moments before he slowly pulled back, his fingers tracing around her sex as he smiled at her.

"Tempt you? You seem quite tempted enough. But, if you insist,..." He grinned devilishly, his eyes moving down her body to watch as one of his fingers slid around the folds of her sex before slowly pushing itself into her. "Having fun yet?"
 
Izabella

Goose bumps rose over my skin as he trailed fingers down over my body. His lips met mine and I felt a dizziness over come me, urges for more. I moaned into his kiss and kissed him back for a few long minutes.
He pulled back, his eyes holding mine. I shivered as I felt his fingers brush against my parted folds. I arched a little, spreading further as my breathing picked up. He smiled, teasing me with his words. I just grinned and shook my head, "Yeah.." My thoughts cut off as his slid a finger inside of me, slowly entering and pushing inside. I felt my walls, slick with excitment, give way and let him in. Moaning again, he asked if I was having fun yet? I nodded my head as I let it fall back to rest against the couch arm. Heat washed over me, and the lust kindled in my belly.
"yes!" I cried out as I lifted my hips and moved down on his finger. Reaching out, my hands ran down his upper arm and side, urging him to come closer to me.
 
Zernandil

He moved closer, for a moment regretting not stripping before this. But it wasn't enough to get in the way. He rinned, holding his body close to her, his warm breath rolled across her lips as he exhaled, his chest barely rubbubbing against her hard nipples. His finger worked it's way inside her, sliding in and out for a moment, and then it was joined by it's brother. Two fingers slid in her warm, welcoming sex, his other hand propping him up oh so close to her.

His cock was hard, trying it's best to rip through his pants. He drew his fingers out of her, letting them rub across her clitoris as they exited. He brought the fingers to his lips, tasting some of her left on the second. The first her offered to her, running the finger across her lips before slowly moving it into her mouth.

"Not bad. What do you think, hmm?"
 
Izabella

Shivering under him, I felt him brushing against my nipples, making them stand up tighter and making them sensitive. Moans of pleasure grew longer and a little louder as he slid in and out. My eyes opened and met his, my body raging inside and he was moving slowly.
Putting my hands above my head and bending over the couch arm, I arched further. Stretching out under his stroking and grazing touches.
"Mmmm, yes! feels s-so good Zee.." I gasped for a stolen breath as he slid a second inside my heated core, thrusting with a practiced slowness. I felt the wetness on his fingers and my inner thighs, my body was more than ready for him. My eyes fell closed and I voiced my complaint when he pulled them from my depths. whimpering in protest, my body still writhed around under him.
I felt his fingertip brush my lower lip, tracing it, spreading my juices on the plump surface. I inhailed a shakey breath and could smell my own scent. Opening my lips I suckled gently on the offered finger. I sat up a little more, my eyes coming open to meet his as he pulled the finger free of my lips.
"I do like the flavor, very much so.." I gripped his shirt, and ripped his open, not pausing I reached down, and tore open the front of his pants. Groaning in pleasure at the sight of his hard cock, wanting inside me as much as I wanted him there. I slid down under him, my arms going around his neck and my legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
"Now Zee, please!? Fuck me baby!" I thrust up against him, feeling his hot hardness rubbing against my bare mound.
 
Ravin

I smile as and lead her to my bike I get on letting her get on behind me. I look over my shoulder and ask “where to darling I’m new her so I don’t know where the hot spot are.” I smile as I reeve my Harley up waiting for directions.
 
Steal

Steal watched as her charge started heading to the fog. Something was not right. She started calling out to her, calling her name.

"What are you doing? Come back."

Her cries went unheard. She kept walking forward into the danger that was within that cloud. "Stop, come back." Steel screamed once again.

When the girl still didn't stop, Steel ran for her, trying to grab her. She picked her up then felt the feelings that she was most likely feeling. Overwhelming sexual poweress. She turned with the woman in her arms, running for the place they had come and not stopping until she was back at the door.

Setting her charge down again, she asked, "What the hell is wrong with you? You trying to get yourself killed? When I tell you to stop, you do so." Steel's arms went around her as tears started to fill her eyes. "Don't you know I can't loose you?"

She lifted away and wiped the tears away. That was the first sign of affection she had showed in years, and it was hurting her very soul.
 
She

I wrapped my arms softly around his body as the bike began to rev up, and allowed one hand to caress his groin. Close by, the far-city slut was watching us quietly and expectantly.

"Go home, little girl," I said with a snarl. "You don't belong here. Next time I see you here I will kill you, not fuck you."

I turned my attention back to the part-vamp, intrigued by my feelings for him. "No, big boy... why don't you take me where you do know. You said YOU wanted to show ME a good time."
 
Cassandra

As I continued a second voice joined in with the first. It was a voice I knew well and trusted with all my heart. But my heart nearly stopped as I heard what it was saying. Urging me on with the other voice. For a split second I thought something was wrong but it was soon swept aside by the instant increase of the feelings I felt.

Startled and pulled from that trance-like state I fould myself being carted off away from the fog by Steal. I looked at her utterly confused by what was happening. She set me down on the sidewalk before her and began to scold me for not listening to her and not stooping when she had told me to. Half-heartedly, I returned the embrace that she was giving, I was so confused at that very moment and her next statment only added to the fact.

"Don't you know I can't loose you?"

I stiffened in the last of her embrace and watched as she broke it and pulled away. I saw her tears and felt her pain but it only served to confuse me further.

"Steal, if you cannot loose me then why were you urging me to listen to the voice and go to it. Telling me to give in to what it could give me....what you know I have longed for most of my life? I do not understand this, I heard your voice clearly but it never once told me to stop." Tears welled within my own eyes, what was happening in this place and to me? I thought and thought but could not figure it out. Confused I looked back at Steal to see the surprise on her face and the anger within her eyes. I turned away and began for the door for the building.

"I am sorry Steal" and that is where I left it as I opened the door and made my way to the stairs to climb them. I needed the time it would take to climb to the penthouse to sort out my thoughts and figure out what exactly just happened and why Steal seemed so surprised by what I had said.
 
Rachel

She'd known of the deadtown. Known of it's exsistance for a long time.

She had always avioded it before, hearing the screams and cries deep in the night. Seeing the creatures sometimes at the edge of site, things that prettended to being alive.

She never thought she would go there.

But then she never thought she would die either.

Everything gone, her family, her life. She wasn't any different than them anymore and had no were else to go. So she gathered her earthly possessions and figured she'd figure out what she could do.

It was weird being a zombie.

Especially with the fact she didn't know how she became one. When the attack came nad killed her family that night she was stabbed she woke up in the morchuary and shocked the hell out of the doctor.

She killed him when he told her she shouldn't be breathing, that her heart wasn't beating even though she said she felt fine.

Rachel didn't know what came over her what made her go into that murderous rage and kill the doctor who was just trying to figure out why her heart wasn't beating, why her skin was cold to the touch.

But she did and now she had no were. There was no way she could just go back 'home' and pretend nothing happened. The wound in her side refused to heal she.. felt death keenly like it was part of her.

This was so strange really, not like she had any sudden cravings to go eating people or sucking blood or anything. She was just...

normal.

Wandering the dead city she closed her eyes brifly feeling the death around her, calling to her, welcoming her home.

"Gawd, I'm really fucked in the head this time" she muttered and wondered were she could find someplace to, hang out.. She didn't need sleep, been two weeks since her 'death' and she didn't sleep, or eat, or anything like a nomal person. And while her 'deathwound' didn't heal she wasn't falling apart or decomposing or anthing like that either.

Damn it was weird being dead.
 
Zernandil

He pressed forward, the head of his cock slowly pushing between her folds, his long, hard cock inching intelf fully into her. He grinned, and kissed her hungrilly, his hands sliding up her sides, and pushing against the support beneath the two of them, keeping his weight iff her as his body pressed to hers.

He slowly slid his manhood until it was nearly out of her before slamming it back into her depths. He smiled to himself as he began to fuck her in long, hard thrusts of his penis within her tight cunt. hIs flesh pressed against hers as her moved within her, using her, pleasuring her, pleasuring himself.

"And here I thought you didn't want any sex. A sign of weakness, was it? You seem to be enjoying your weakness, now aren't you?"
 
Izabella

Nails digging into his skin, I did not let him rile me. Instead I pulled him down to me and nibbled my way along his neck. Scraping my teeth here and there, I groaned in pleasure at his hard fucking. feeling myself stretch once again to accomidate him, wasn't so bad this time, not until I slept would my body go back to its original form.
Thrusting up to meet him, I sank my fangs into his neck and pulled back. My tongue ran up and lapped at his blood before the wound closed. Exstasy rippled again and again, causing tremors in my pussy. Wetness coated his cock from my desire for more.
I could feel him holding himself above me, trying not to crush me under his weight, would have made me smile if I wasn't into a lust lulled drive for more.
"Fuck me Zee! Harder!" I growled in his ear, panting from exertion.
"Come on Zee! I know you got more than that. FUCK ME!" I laughed, a husky deep laugh.
The waves hit of my orgasm and I cried out, raking my nails down his side, he didn't even flinch from it. Hot juices poured from me a little at a time his cock filling me up so fully.
I panted and gasped for air, my body twitching and writhing under him, hard body spasms one after the other. Tossing my legs over his back, I felt his folded wings under my calves. Bucking harder, I wanted him deeper as my eyes locked on his. The raging fire inside still burning with that "fuck me or die" look.
 
Zernandil

He kepts his hands where they were, holding his weight aboze her not to save her from it 'crushing' her, but so that he could throw it behind his thrusts, adding to the force he was fucking her with. He could feel his own blood running across his skin where she had wounded him. He felt the long scratches, and smiled. Blood, along with her sweat, rolled down his body until it made contact with her own flesh, rolling across her curves.

He thrust harder into her, fucking her fast and deep. He could feel her wrapped tight around him as he filled her cunt with his cock. He pulled his wings out from where her legs were pressing in on them, and spread them wide as he grined evilly down at her, fucking her faster and harder, pressing gainst her inner walls, thrusting again and again towards her depths.
 
Izabella

Between panting and purring, The noises filled the room non-stop. he rammed harder and deeper, so close to killing me I was sure of it, but did not care if I ever walked right again.
That fog fed the darkest of lusts in me, and I wanted it fulfilled. And Zee was filling it with zest.
Crying out, and tensing up, I kept up as best I could with him. Sweat beaded and rolled everywhere, blood dripped down onto my skin, heightening my sense of smell and the tingling sensations over my body.
I could feel every inch of his hard hot cock thrusting in and out of my tormented pussy. the walls quivering around his thrusting shaft, almost pleading for mercy. I urged him on with my heels, pressing into his ass.
"OH Fuck! Fuck me Zee... FUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" I groaned, viens popping out as another wave over took me again and my body tensed up harder than a rock under him. Wild with lut, I began jerking movements with him. My hips attempting to move with my thighs locked around his waist.
 
Zernandil

He contined, thrusting hard, eep, and fast into her. Helet his head roll back, his eyes closing softly, andpumped his cock wildly in and out of her. He could feel her tight around himself, muscles twitching as he thrust into her tight cunt. He let the pleasure soak into his being, and finally thrust deep within her. He came, his seed filling her a he slowly pulled back, giving it room to fill.

He grapped her legs, forcing them away from theirlock around his own body. He licked his tongue betweenher breasts, tasting the sweat that was there before lightly kissing her cheek. "I would continue, but I've nver killed my prey before, and I'm not about to start with you; you're not that special."

He lifted her in his arms, and carried her into the bedroom, where he lay her down before stretching out next to her. "But maybe if you're a good little girl, I'll let you hae some more tomorrow. Now, get some rest, it'll be dawn in an hour."
 
Rachel

Rachel sat on a street corner under a lamppost staring through the fog to the nightsky. She felt nothing of the fog but an annoying tingle in the back of her mind. It owuld be dawn soon...

The only problem with being dead is the long hours were there was nothing to do but stare at everything because she ran of things and ideas. She couldn't sleep, couldn't so anything like a normal person so she sat and stared at the skyline of a corpse of a city that had not yet admitted it died.

Kinda like herself, she thought.
 
Izabella

He burst his seed deep inside me, though I had no fear of being impregnated, It did burn ever so slightly from the heat of him. Moaning, in protest, acceptance and finally defeat, I felt the fight go out of me.
I had had enough. There was no more to give.
He lifted me, carrying me into my room but I barely noticed. I was in a coma like state. Smiling as he laid me down, I closed my eyes. Yes dawn was coming, when I must rest for the day to regain my strength and heal from his wild lusts.
I yawned, stretching and wincing slightly from the burning between my thighs.
"Let me?" I chuckled no energy to argue or repremand for his cocky behavior. So he thought he would be kind to me and give me more heh? Boy was he in for a surprise when next we meet.
I fell asleep with a satisfied, well fucked smile on my face.
 
Zernandil

He yawned softly to himsef, stting up, and letting his wings ou before sowly closing them. He lay down on his side, facing her, his back against the edge so his wings could slowly open during his sleep, as they had a tendency to do. e pulled a pillow under his had, holding it in place, and let himself drift off. He'd wake before nightfall, check out the zombies and weres in human for, see what the pickin's were before the vamps came out to play.

And he drifted off to a black, dreamless sleep.
 
It was a long...

and boring day.

But she found everyday since she died was dull. She wnadered the streets looking for a place she could crash, call 'home' She ran into a few more zombies during the day but they were nasty bunch and not people she would willingy hang out with.

She was back at the street corner tossing rocks into a firehydrant for the rest of the day ignoring the comins and goings of others on the streets.

This seemed to be her lot and she wondered what she did in her life that ws so bad to desearve this hell on earth?
 
Zernandil

His eyes snapped open, and he got up, stretching. He righted his clothing, and his horns glowed lightly as he spread his wings and flew through the building into the outdoors. Covering his eyes at the sudden light, he landed firmly on the ground as he waited for himself to adjust.

Once He was used to the light, he stretched again, and began wandering along the streets, watching the comings and goings of zombies and weres who were in their humans forms.

"What to do now, what to do now? Hmm. Demon on the prowl!"
 
Rachel sighed, though she didn't have to bother taking the breath to breath and stared up at the skie, man, would she get use to this? It was nearly sunset and she made a face and got up pulling her single bag over her shoulder. She really needed to find a place to stay, figure what the hell zombies did all day. She passed and atractive man and nodded. He was an odd one.. she thought a moment and paused to look back but he rounded a corner already, wings? and horns? She shook her head, she was in the corpse of the city, ded town, nothing really mattered anymore she guessed.

She stuck her tongue out at the evening sun and flipped off the world.

If they were going to screw her she might as well return the favor. Shrugging her shoulders and chuckling at her rather silly and impotent guester she walked down the street just another zombie in the crowd.

God she needed a job.....
 
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