Morning Coffee And Sweet Surprises (Closed to Poprockz)

[Poprockz]

The vibrations of her little noises made his cock throb. Fuck, everything she did made his cock throb. He let his head roll back as his eyes closed, groaning as his hips moved to penetrate her lips rhythmically. The experience helped to ease the memory of his mother using her mouth on him to get him hard for her. This was entirely different. Instead of the conniving, heartless way his mother did it, Cora did it in a way that was slutty but loving at the same time. It was as though her feelings for him aroused her to the point where she needed his cock badly and would do anything to feel his cum inside her.

And oh how he wanted to give it to her. A zombie could be munching on his shoulder right then and there and he wouldn't have even acknowledged it. All he could focus on was the way her hot mouth traveled along his skin, sucking and licking at him as she tried to get him to orgasm. He panted with need, swallowing every now and then to keep his mouth from getting dry.

The hands pulling his hips against her was unexpected, but he thought he got the message. She wanted him to loosen the reins on himself a bit and simply enjoy himself without reserve. Damien groaned at the thought of it, and his hands tightened slightly in her hair. "Let me know if I'm being too rough, okay?" He murmured down at her, "because If you don't stop me, I'm going to fuck that beautiful mouth of yours until I burst inside you."

With that, he started using more force, both of his hands sliding to the back of her head as he thrust hard against her. "Oh God, Cora..." He moaned as he started pumping his cock into her mouth, his eyes closed in ecstasy as he fucked her willing mouth.

 

[Drobabes]

His hands gripping her head made her feel so hot. It was completely erotic and it made her so horny again, even after he had just made her cum.

"...because If you don't stop me, I'm going to fuck that beautiful mouth of yours until I burst inside you."

That was what she had wanted to hear. He was finally letting go and using her for his own pleasure and she couldn't get enough. Her hands gripped his legs a little tighter, letting him know that that's what she wanted too, and as he begin to forcefully fuck her throat she was ready to take it.

Drool spilt down the sides of her lips and ran down her chin, dripping into the crevice of her breasts. A sloppy sound began to fill her ears, along with the sounds of his moans, and her name on his lips made her pussy twitch. She let one of her hands slide up the front of his leg and slowly, tentatively, cup his balls. She wanted badly to roll them softly in the palm of her hand as he came down her throat, but two of the guys she had been with really didn't like that. So, she moved slow, figuring he would push her hand back down if that wasn't something he wanted.

As his hard cock slid easily down her throat, she did gag just a little bit, but she quickly recovered as she continued to breathe between each hot thrust. She gripped his leg for a few seconds more to let him know she wanted him to keep going, and then she let that hand slide down to her waist. With her fingers in the seam of her skirt, she very deliberately pulled it down off her waist and let it pool around her knees, and then she reached between her legs and began to finger herself as she swallowed his cock.

 

[Poprockz]

He felt her squeeze his leg tighter, and looked down to check on whether she was trying to tell him to stop. The look on her face told him otherwise though, as she seemed to be really enjoying his cock using her like a little cum slut. A smile lit his lips and he increased his speed a bit, becoming a bit rougher with his hips as he moved within her.

The sight of her drool dripping down from his precum and her own saliva made him so aroused, loving how sloppy and wanton it made her look. He groaned, closing his eyes once more as he pulled her head to meet his hips. Her hand could be felt creeping up his thigh until he felt it on his balls, the warmth of her hand feeling so good on his sack. He had always liked being cupped, the added sensation adding to the overall pleasure of the orgasm and making him feel like he came more in general.

His lip trembled and he moaned, "fuck, Cora. Just like that. Just like that..." He was now really going, practically using her as a wet hole to pump his hungry dick into. Damien could hear her gagging occasionally, but she wasn't shoving him away or beating her arms on his legs, so he assumed she was fine with it for now.

Damien was lost in the sensations of this amazing blowjob, and he knew he was reaching his limit, every thrust bringing him closer to the edge. "Cora... You sexy little slut, I'm going to cum soon. I can't hold on much longer." He panted lustfully.

 

[Drobabes]

A little thrill rushed through her, hearing his groans of pleasure as she cupped him. It seemed to make him thrust even faster and harder, and it pulled lustful noises up through her chest once more. Her fingers in her own cunt were making sloppy noises right along with this thick meat using her mouth, and the way he was fucking himself with her face made her pussy flood once more. She could feel her own orgasm building again and she tried to hold on just a bit longer, wanting to cum with him this time.

"Cora... You sexy little slut, I'm going to cum soon."

A few air bubbles formed in the drool around his cock as she mewled and began to swallow even more than she had, trying to push her gag reflex down enough so that she could take him fully down her throat when he did. Her hand moved from pumping inside her slick folds to furiously rubbing her little nub, overcome with wanton lust at his words, and suddenly she began to feel herself shaking as she reached that crest and crashed over. He had already made her cum once, however, so the orgasm wasn't as intense and she was able to ride through it while still lavishing his thick girth, hoping that she would get to feel him completely dominate her as he reached his own peak.

 

[Poprockz]

“Yes... fuck! Your mouth is so fucking good!” He panted urgently, his pace rapidly escalating until he was slamming his cock ruthlessly into her mouth. The pleasure he was getting from her was immense, so much so that he could feel his legs almost start to shake as he neared his peak.

When he looked down, he saw that desperate face of hers, her cheeks flushed from her orgasm as he noticed her hand between her legs. It looked like she had just creamed from being mouth-fucked by him, and that sent him hard over the edge. “Oh god, take it! Fuck, take it all Cora! CORA!” He groaned loudly, bucking his hips hard once and throwing his head back as he shoved himself as deeply as he could go, spilling down the back of her throat.’

Damien could feel his balls tighten almost painfully as he tried to pump as much of himself into the sexy woman on her knees before him. His hands were clenched tightly on the back of her head, forcing her to stay pressed against him as his cock twitched in her throat. His cum was thick and plentiful, the warm fluid rushing down her throat. He was sweating as he panted, totally consumed by the moment.

 

[Drobabes]

She could feel him start to shake beneath her hand and she knew he was getting close. She brought her hand up and placed it on the back of his thigh, pulling him close as she felt his grip tighten in her hair. Her other hand continued to gently cup as his balls, and when she suddenly felt them tighten and jerk a flush of happiness went through her. If she could have, she would have moaned loudly at the way it felt, but she was much too busy swallowing his seed.

His thick length stuffed her throat so completely as he came that she couldn't even breathe. She felt every warm spurt as it seemed to shoot directly down into her belly, making her close her eyes and shiver with pleasure. His hands in her hair, forcing her to stay where she was, made her feel so, so, good. In that moment she loved that she had no control-no reason to live other than to pleasure him. But, as wonderful, and erotic, and sexy as the moment was, it couldn't last forever.

When she had swallowed down every last spurt of his thick cum, and she had felt him begin to loosen his grip in her hair, she gently let his balls fall back into his pants and she gasped for air when he finally released her mouth.

She sat back on her legs, panting and catching her breath. The taste of him was still in her mouth, and when she brought her hand up to wipe her chin, she noticed that a little bit of his white fluid had escaped through the side of her lips. She licked it clean and then bent forward, gingerly licking the lower end of his still engorged shaft, cleaning it of it's leftovers. She then leaned forward and rested against his leg, looking up at him with a very pleased little smile and hooded eyes.

 

[Poprockz]

He finally opened his eyes dreamily when he let her pull off his length. One of his hands went limply to his side while the other affectionately stroked her hair. The way she licked the cum off her fingers and his cock was so satisfying, though he had to make sure he didn't get riled up again, even as her soft little tongue slid around his satisfied dick.

When she finally sat down and rested against his leg, he sighed and simply looked down at her. "Jesus, that was amazing. I'm not sure I've ever gotten a blowjob that made me cum so hard." He gingerly tucked his slowly-softening cock into his boxers and then zipped up his pants. Unlike when he came in his mom, it felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders and he felt euphoric from his head to his toes.

Damien simply stood there, breathing in the smell of the woods as he caught his breath. After a minute or two, he reached down and helped her to her feet, pulling her close for a soft, gentle, post-orgasm kiss. The kind of kiss that told the other person how satisfied they were and how much they loved them. For good measure, he murmured, "I love you so much." He smiled at her and put an arm around her waist as he started slowly walking them back to the front door of the cabin.

 

[Drobabes]

"I'm not sure I've ever gotten a blowjob that made me cum so hard."

Her mouth twisted up a bit and she giggled, feeling pretty euphoric herself.

"I have a hard time believing that", she teased. When he helped her up, she reached down and pulled her skirt back up into place, then turned to meet his lips. Her arms went around his waist and she let out a satisfied sigh when he leaned back.

"I love you too."

She closed her eyes for a moment, just enjoying the afterglow and the way he held her. She felt so much better, not having realized she was still so stressed, and ready for the long drive ahead of them. Walking with him back inside, she wondered if she shouldn't put her underwear back on, or just leave them off. The less clothes she dirtied, the better. She didn't know how often they were going to have the chance to be washing their clothes and she didn't want to start being wasteful with them now. She did, however, want to at least clean herself up in the bathroom a bit. Her thighs were sticky with sweat and her juices.

 

[Poprockz]

When they neared the door, he bumped her with his hip and smirked. "It's true! I mean, there have been some good ones, but I felt like I my balls were wrung dry." He grinned, quieting down before entering with her.

On the couch, Sabastian was still listening to music with his eyes closed, although when they entered and closed the door, some of the air was blown in his direction. His nose immediately wrinkled and he sat up, looking over at them and squinting drunkenly. "What smells like sex in here." The realization slowly hit him as his eyes went from Cora's face, to Damien's face, To Damien's disheveled pants, to Cora's slightly ridden-up skirt with just a drop of cum on her shirt.

"Oh my god. Did you guys just fuck behind the cabin? Jesus, I can smell both of your cum from here." He paused, the sentence sinking in as he realized that the musky smell of Damien's cock and cum were ripe in his nose. His cheeks turned red and he sprang up from the couch and quickly walked into the kitchen, "you know what, forget it. Shit. Forget I said anything." The man tried to grab the vodka bottle again.

Damien looked a bit surprised before looking at Cora and back to him. When the other men went to the vodka, he went after him and blocked him from the cabinet, snatching the booze out of his hand. Sabastian coughed, the smell of Damien being a bit too much for him at that moment. He retreated, quickly exiting out the front door after quickly saying something like, "I think I left something in the car..." Shit. Now he had a boner.

 

[Drobabes]

Cora's whole body went rigid as she stood frozen in place, her mouth dropping open slightly as her eyes went wide.

"Did you guys just fuck behind the cabin?"

She clamped her mouth shut as her whole face felt hot, a deep blush coming to her face.

"I..no..I mean, we didn't.."

She starts to step behind Damien, as if he can somehow save her from this embarrassing situation, but when he suddenly darts into the kitchen after Sabastion she is left to stand there with her hands clenched into small fists by her sides. When Sabastion comes darting out of the kitchen, she takes a few steps back against the wall to get out of his way. Once he's out of the house, Cora very slowly looks up to Damien.

"How...I mean..."

Her heart was pumping so hard she could feel the pulse behind her ears.

"I..uh..."

Suddenly her hands went up to cover her face as she leaned back against the wall, mumbling from between her fingers.

"Can I have another dress? I'll take another shower..."

 

[Poprockz]

Damien smirked and went to the closet, pulling out an orange-ish pink sleeveless dress. Going back over to her, he draped the dress around her shoulders before pulling her hands away from her face. "God, you're so cute when you're embarrassed. I almost say let him smell it. It'll make it more clear that you're mine." He kissed her nose before giving her a wink and going to the sofa to sit down.

Outside, Sabastian stormed off into the forest and hid behind a tree, pulling out his cock and starting to stroke himself. After a minute or two of remembering that smell, he came onto the forest floor, panting and leaning his head against the tree. It sucked that the apocalypse was going on, there not probably being a grindr for men who were affected by zombie illnesses. He couldn't really date anyone or even fuck anyone. Cora had been right in saying that he didn't know his strength and could hurt someone if he lost himself.

It haunted him when he thought about Margaret's tentacles. He knew he probably had them too, but he was too afraid to try to draw them out. Even if they came out, it would further illustrate how he was now a freak of nature. What if he lost his mind to it one day? What if he was only hanging on temporarily. The thought of losing who he was terrified him, and as he stood there with his now limp cock in his hand, he couldn't help but slide down the trunk and sit down. He put his dick away and hung his head down.

Fuck, he didn't have the capacity to deal with this right now, but for some reason he just couldn't find the motivation to get up.

 

[Drobabes]

She let him pull her hands down, albeit reluctantly. Her expression turned a bit sour when he mentioned leaving the smell-no way in hell was she going to do that. When he kissed her nose, though, she softened and smiled back.

"You know something tells me you don't have to worry about that."

She gave him a little grin as she headed into the bathroom. She retrieved her panties from under the sink, then stripped. She held her clothes in her hand for a moment, then decided to take them in the shower with her. A little hot water and soap would clean them up quickly, and with the summer heat, they wouldn't take long to dry.

She kept her shower short, knowing they had to hit the road soon, and once she was down she stepped wearing the new dress. She didn't quite leave the bathroom door though, choosing to look around the cabin for Sabastion. Her face was a bit flushed again, not looking forward to the awkward social exchange that was sure to follow. However, when she didn't see him anywhere she got concerned. Had he just stayed out in the car that whole time? It was so hot outside.

"Is he ok?" she asked, stepping out finally.

 

[Poprockz]

He cocked his head at her, unsure of what she meant until it dawned on him. Damien had never even thought of Sabastian's sexual preferences, but now that she mentioned it, he did seem a bit more nervous around Damien than Cora. "Huh," he said to himself as she closed the bathroom door.

Damien packed the survival gear they needed while she was in there, rounding it all up and putting it in the car before heading back inside to see Cora in her dress. She was so beautiful in it, and he wished he could push it up and make a part 2 to their earlier session. However, he simply smiled at her and stepped out of the cabin, closing the door behind himself as he also looked around. "I don't know. He hasn't come back yet."

Sabastian sighed. Who was he kidding? He wasn't the type to just hook up with people all the time anyway. He didn't look down on that sort of thing, but he didn't feel comfortable enough to just give himself to someone he swiped on with an app. In the end, it was awkward to navigate the social ins and outs of dating or whatnot, and he just didn't think many guys would be vying for a short blonde guy with purple blood.

Speaking of, was his cum infectious? How the fuck was he supposed to tell? Would someone turn just by sucking his dick? That would be some fucked up shit. He groaned and finally stood up; the man was frustrated with that train of thought, thinking to himself that it didn't matter anyway. He trudged back to the cabin to find them outside, Sabastian shrugging and mumbling, "we should probably get going."

 

[Drobabes]

"I don't know. He hasn't come back yet."

"Hasn't come back yet? Where did he go?"

Her eyes looked out at the woods, a little panic on her face. He seemed strong enough to handle himself, but if another person came upon him and saw his purple eye, they might shoot first and ask questions later. Her hand reached out and gripped Damien's arm, and she was just about to ask him if they shouldn't go look for him when she saw him step through the line of the trees.

"Oh thank god" she said under her breath, her earlier awkwardness momentarily forgotten.

"we should probably get going."

She nodded in agreement and made her way back inside. She made her way to the kitchen and got another glass of water, then took it over to Bowie and let him get his fill of it. He didn't need very much, and unlike a person, he could go a few days longer without any water and be just fine. However, it was hot and there was no reason not to give him some while they still had it.

She petted the back of his head while he drank, looking at the pattern of his light orange and white scales. Her hand momentarily stopped it's stroking as she noticed that his body seemed to be a bit fuller. Usually with old snakes they lose a bit of their muscle tone, their backs become a bit sunken so that their spines are a bit more prominent, and over the last year or so, Bowie had definitely been showing those signs. But now as she inspected him, she couldn't quite see his spine as easily as she could a weak ago, and he almost looked as if he had grown younger.

Confused, she sat the water glass down and picked him to look at his belly scales. The unique, almost checkered orange pattern, was still the same, as were certain scales on his side. There was no doubt that it was, infact, Bowie.

"What is happening to you?" she asked as she held him up to her face. And then she noticed something.

"Oh my god...Damien. Damien! Come in here!"

It was so slight, so barely there, that she almost missed it.

"Look at his eyes. Do they look different to you, or am I going crazy?"

His normally bright red pupil, sitting in the middle of his orange eyes, was beginning to lighten and turn what appeared to be a almost blue. Or purple.

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[Poprockz]

When Cora left to go inside, the door to the cabin was left open, assumedly because she was just going to be five to ten minutes. Damien and Sabastian made awkward eye contact before Sabastian looked away and sat in the back of the car with the door open. They both waited for Cora until they heard her call for Damien urgently. While she just wanted Damien, Sabastian also quickly hopped out of the car and sprinted inside with the other man, ready for whatever situation there might be.

The both looked at her as she spoke, Sabastian letting out a sigh of relief that it wasn't something more serious, and Damien furrowed his brown in concern. "Let me see."

Leaning forward, he looked into Bowie's eyes and saw it too. The eyes were slowly morphing into a deeper color, blue most likely. He glanced at Cora and nodded, "Yeah, they look like they're turning blue, or maybe deeper." What did this mean? Was the snake infected now, and what were they supposed to do about it? Based on what they said, the snake had randomly become violent with Cora, so maybe the snake was being overcome.

Sabastian rolled his eyes, "we're not in Willy Wonka's chocolate factory, guys. Let me take a look." He strode forward and nudged Damien to the side as he looked into the snake's eyes himself. They weren't mistaken- the snake's eyes were definitely turning. His eyes stared in surprise, the snake seemingly looking back at him. "Holy shit. His eyes are changing. What the fuck?"

 

[Drobabes]

So she wasn't just going crazy. That was good at least. Although, now, it made a much more concerning question pop in her mind. Did Bowie carry any venom in him? Or anything that could infect someone? And just because they hadn't gotten infected-well, mostly, from what was airborne, were they still immune if they got bit?

Her hands were shaking a little as she quickly put him back into his carrier and latched the lid shut, making sure it was closed properly.

"I'm not sure if he's infected...but he hasn't been acting the same."

She looked up at them both.

"I've had him for twelve years and he's always been very calm, but he's always just...acted like a snake. They're not like dogs where they become very friendly and social. They can learn a little bit, like I've taught him when it's time to eat by tapping some metal with a spoon, but outside of that they aren't very interactive. But...when he went to Daphne at my apartment," she had to swallow to continue, the pain still pretty fresh.

"He... Well, he acted more like a dog. He went right into her lap and laid in it like he knew she needed comfort. And his body has been changing, almost like he's lost some of his old age and has gotten healthier. And then earlier, when he was hissing at me, I think it was because he smelled the blood on me. I didn't notice it until you said something Sabastion."

She looked back down at the container, her hands gripping it tightly and she felt her palms begin to sweat.

"I think... You know, I think I would like to test it. When we get to where we're going, maybe I can get some wild mice and breed them, and have him bite a few. If he's changing, what's to say other animals aren't? And I would like to test it with an animal I already know and know is calm. If he starts to get aggressive, well we'll... Well, I'll deal with it."

She stood up then and started to grab her wet clothes and the small amount of supplies she had brought in. She wasn't lying about wanting to test it, but the problem was a much deeper, and much more emotional one than that.

She felt personally responsible for Bowie's well being. She had saved him from a classroom where for the first eight years of his life, he had lived in nothing more than a ten gallon tank with no enrichment save for a single, small, water bowl. He barely fit in the tank with how big his body was, and the most he ever got to do was be held by a kid when they randomly decided to take him out, which was not often. She knew this because she had been in that classroom for three years, and she had watched day in and day out as the poor creature was stuck in a small prison, never knowing life could be anything but misery. It was anthropomorphism at it's finest, but she had felt personally attached to the animal because she had been trapped in a situation in which she thought would never end. Her cell was bigger, but mentally she felt much the same.

As soon as she had been legally able to work and take care of herself, she made sure to take the snake home with her, convincing the teacher that a fish tank would be better for the classroom.

Now as she picked up his container and started to head out the door, she had to fight against tears. She didn't want to lose Bowie, but if she had to, she would rather put him down herself rather than see him turn into something twisted and disgusting, something besides the sweet animal that had kept her from attempting suicide many times over the years.

 

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Damien nodded, "I think that's a good idea. If his violence was due to the blood and he's been otherwise more friendly than normal, I would say that's a good sign. It makes it seem like he doesn't quite have the ability to figure out that the blood is just blood and that you weren't a threat when covered in it, but it seems like he at least isn't too affected right now. I would certainly like to know if he's a danger to us, though, even if it's an accidental bite. And... we'll just deal with this one day at a time." He put his arm around Cora for a moment and squeezed her for comfort before letting her go and take the snake to the car.

Sabastian crossed his arms nervously and pursed his lips. So the snake was infected too, so maybe that's why the snake had smelled comforting to him. But with that logic, Cora and Damien were also infected with how good they smelled, or maybe that wasn't it. They smelled more enticing, as if the scent was supposed to coax him into trying to seduce them. However, he still had his mind so he was able to resist it much like wanting a bowl of ice cream but choosing not to have it. It wasn't as strong as the physical attraction he felt toward toward some people in the past, so the choice to abstain wasn't going to eventually break him down.

He felt a pang of fear. Bowie and himself were very similar now, both of them able to resist their urges and not being dragged into being violent beings like the ones lumbering about outside. However, if the snake devolved into fits of rage, he knew he would likely eventually do the same unless it was different for animals. He really wanted to know if the snake's bite could infect other animals, as it would give some insight into himself.

The blonde followed after Cora, and patted her shoulder in an attempt to be supportive. "It'll... It'll work out somehow." He wasn't sure if he believed it for himself or the snake, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't a little sad about the thought of Bowie having to be put down. He loaded up into the backseat, Damien coming out of the cabin and locking the door before getting into the passenger seat.

He looked at Cora and said softly, "are you sure you're okay to drive? We can wait a bit if you need."

 

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Her hand went around his waist and she let out a little sigh.

"Right. One day at a time."

It didn't quite quell the fear, but his warm caress did help to comfort her a bit. She was about halfway to the car when she felt Sabastion's hand on her shoulder, and her eyes turned to meet his.

"It'll... It'll work out somehow."

It surprised her a little. Perhaps it was just the alcohol making him soft, but she didn't expect a sympathetic hand from the angry little man. A small smile touches her lips.

"It will. Thank you."

She was sincere when she said it, really appreciating the gesture even if he had stumbled it a bit. It did give her a bit of hope. If he had managed to keep his sanity even after the infection so clearly affected him, then perhaps Bowie would be fine. If anything, the snake had only seemed to have gotten sweeter with the change.

She sat him on the floor of the back seat, opposite where Sabastion sat, and then she climbed in the front seat and clicked her seatbelt on. When Damien asked if she was ok, she simply smiled and gave his leg a little squeeze.

"Yea, I'm fine. I just slept like a rock for most of the afternoon. Sleep like that is way better than coffee."

She took a quick look around the car and adjusted the mirrors and seat to where she needed them, and then she reached out with her hand.

"Keys please. Also, north, south, east, or west? I can get the map out in a bit, but I'm sure you at least know which highway to get onto?"

 

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He smiled at the little squeeze and nodded, "Yeah, we want to go east and then north. Generally, we want to head in that direction." Damien placed the keys into her hand and sat there for a moment.

"Oh, before I forget." Damien fished in his pocket before pulling out an eyepatch and tossing it back to Sabastian. The blonde grinned and caught it, preparing to put it on before he saw the shape of it. His face donned a disgusted frown and he shook his head almost in disbelief.

"Are you fucking joking?! It's a fucking heart. How the fuck is anyone going to take me seriously when I look like a porny pirate?" Sabastian's cheeks were pink as he held it. "You know what? No. No! I'm not wearing it. I refuse."

Damien rolled his eyes, "It's not like the fashion police are going to pop out from behind the bushes, and it's all I had. You need it to cover up your eye if we meet anybody."

The angry blond glared at him, "yeah? and where DID you get this eyepatch, then?"

Pursing his lips Damien looked away, trying to keep his tone nonchalant. "I took a girl back to my place on Halloween."

"And what was she dressed as, DAMIEN?"

"... She was a slutty pirate." Damien mumbled.

"Goddamit. I fucking knew it." Sabastian crossed his arms and scowled out the window.

 

[Drobabes]

Cor started the car and got it backed out, then hit the road.

She watched as Damien pulled the fabric out from his pocket, curious of what he had. When Sabastion revealed what it was, she couldn't help but snort out a laugh.

"I'm sure we can find you another one somewhere Sabastion. Or we can make you one with some cloth or something. Unless..."

She looked in the mirror back at him, smiling at how angry and embarrassed he looked.

"You want to rock it?"

Trying to pay attention to the road so she wouldn't laugh at the poor man anymore, she waited until they were out of the forest on on the main road before speaking to Damien.

"So... Was she a good slutty pirate?"

She tried to keep her face neutral, but she wanted to see if he would squirm a bit. Poor Sabastion shouldn't be the only one getting embarrassed, and seeing as she had had her little moment back in the cabin, she figured it was Damien's turn.

 

[Poprockz]

"Oh shut up, Cora." He grumbled, his face just a little less grumpy. He appreciated the thought, but he didn't want to wear a slutty eyepatch and it be the first thing someone saw when they met him. Either way, his eye was going to draw attention either for being bright purple, or having a stupid eyepatch on it, so he guessed he might just have to deal with it. That didn't make it any less annoying, though.

A cloth eyepatch would always be slipping down, and eyepatches in general weren't things that one just found lying around a lot of the time, so it seemed like he was stuck with it.

There was silence in the car for a while until Cora broke the silence. It was now Sabastian's turn to let out a little snort. The alcohol had been fully metabolized by his body, seeming only able to last about four to five hours before he was sober again. That was good to know, especially since it meant he knew he could drink himself into a stupor at night and wake up squeaky clean and awake. He liked that Damien was having to answer for that dumb eyepatch.

Damien stiffened and his own cheeks flushed slightly. "What? I mean... She was super drunk, and she kept telling me how she personally knew Michael Jackson and repeating how naughty she was over and over again. Then when we finally got to the bed, she hit the mattress and fell asleep with her ass in the air. I took care of myself that night." He looked out the window, avoiding Cora's eyes as he cringed at the memory.

 

[Drobabes]

Cora let out a loud laugh at his little story, the imagery of some women so smashed that she just fell over with her ass still in the air being extremely amusing. She had had one or two nights like that she was sure, but Sarah had always made sure she ended up going home alone.

"Wow, a real gentleman. You didn't even take a peek to help you out?"

She gave him a toothy grin. She would definitely be asking him about that particular story when they had some more privacy.

 

[Poprockz]

"I-I mean, I kind of did. Her ass was just up there, and her underwear was showing... I couldn't not see it." His face was screwed up in embarrassment. Why did she have to ask about that, now he looked like even more of a pervert. To be fair, he had gone a little bit farther than that. Damien had seen her panties and exposed ass and had jerked off to it, accidentally getting caught up in the moment and cumming on her ass. He had to run into the bathroom and wipe it off her ass so she wouldn't think he was a creep in the morning.

Sabastian also grinned from the backseat, watching out the window to see if there was anything of note.

"We should uh, put some music on." Damien hit the radio button and shifted in his seat as pop music started playing.

 

[Drobabes]

"Hey don't change the subject! I was enjoying teasin-" she paused as she looked the radio.

"Well that's not right. How is music still on? My phone service is out."

Her eyes looked over at him momentarily, a bit wide with surprise.

"Do you think the government got a safe zone set up?"

A bit of hope leaked into her tone, and she reached down to turn the music up just a little bit, hoping to hear a real human voice and not just some automatic playlist that had been left on a computer to play, waiting until the lack of human services caused the power to finally be shut off.

 

[Poprockz]

Damien perked up as well and nodded, "I don't know. I guess I just pushed it by reflex. I hope there's a safe zone already. There has to be, right? We can't be the only ones not infected yet." He waited with her, several songs going by until they heard a couple commercials and then a pre-recorded message.

"And as a reminder, we're still in operation during all this chaos! We'll be checking in every day, letting you know all the awesome things that are being done to get all of this under control. We hope you're having a safe Saturday!"

Damien pursed his lips again and his expression fell. It was Friday, a week after that message that promised that they'd check in every day. Obviously they were using a pre-recorded show, and had gone out of commission since.

"Shit... At least the station is on, though. That means that electricity is still on for the cities. That's a good sign, right?" Damien said hesitantly.