Morning Coffee And Sweet Surprises (Closed to Poprockz)

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Tommy didn't immediately acknowledge the man, instead letting his eyes roam and watch Jesse as she went. Only when he was sure that she hadn't seen him coming over did he finally look back to Randy and give the man a friendly wave. Once he was close enough to talk to the man, his smile turned a little more shy.

"Hey Randy, how are you? Hey, um, so, I had something I wanted to ask you about Jesse, but I was wondering if we could talk in private?"
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It was really difficult to keep a smug smile off of his face in that moment, and as that wormy appendage came out and rested itself against his chest, Vin couldn't help but give Sabastians ass a nice little squeeze.

He didn't let go of his wrists just yet, but he took his hand from that plump bottom and reached up to stroke that purple appendage curiously. It was the first time he had touched one with his own hands, willingly, and he was very curious to see what it felt like.

The softness of it surprised him, as did the way that it felt almost like silicone. He wondered how sensitive it was; if his fingers stroking their way up towards the end of it felt good at all. As he reached the top of it, he let his thumb rub across the tip gently, momentarily lost in thought somewhat as he remembered what had happened at the diner and what Robert had told him about his own. He didn't really see it, but he wondered if each of the extra limbs had a fleshy hole.
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She sat down where he had patted and then scooted back carefully. Once she was nestled against his chest comfortably, she leaned her head back and stared up into the tree, taking in the details of the branches and the way the light played through.

"Look, there's a squirrel."

Her hand reached up to point at one of the taller branches and the big fluffy tail that was hanging down off of it.

 

[Poprockz]

To Randy, Tommy being distracted by Jesse before coming over was adorable. The boy seemed to be completely smitten with his girl, and for good reason. After all, Jesse was his... well, little angel wouldn't be the right description since she could be a bit difficult sometimes. But she was his beloved daughter, and he knew she was confident, knew how to advocate for herself, and wouldn't take shit if Tommy ever treated her wrong (not that he thought Tommy ever would).

His smile only widened when Tommy asked to speak with him about her. He wondered to himself if Tommy was the sort who had to ask her father before he asked her out. Tommy really didn't have to do that, but he appreciated the sentiment.

"I'm doing pretty good. Yeah, yeah. Whatever you need to talk about, I'm game. How about we talk in the band room they have here? If Bernard is in there, I can always kick him out for a while." He reached out and patted Tommy's shoulder in a friendly manner.

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That little squeeze on his ass told him that Vin was pleased that Sabastian had finally been made to see reason. The little blonde expected to be let off Vin's lap, or for the man to stroke him, but instead, he felt Vin's fingertips embrace his extra arm.

Sabastian turned his head away from Vin as he moved his hand over the appendage. He didn't want him to touch it, to feel that soft silicone-like texture. Vin's reaction to it was something he couldn't bring himself to look at, so he simply focused on a nearby tree. The urge to withdraw it was strong, but he forced himself to keep it out until Vin had sated his curiosity.

As most of it simply felt similar to how his arm would feel, he didn't react to him until he got to the tip. When Vin rubbed his thumb against the tip of it, his hips squirmed. If he was made to describe it, it would be very similar to Vin touching his erect nipples. It might not make him cum, but he could be brought very close if the tip was played with. He felt his thumb continue to drag across the tip and his cheeks continued to flush as he panted softly. At one point, he felt the thumb absent-mindedly put pressure on it when it rubbed, making Sabastian squirm and let out a little whimper.

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Damien felt the wetness of her shorts press into his crotch and the wetness of her bra press into his chest. He didn't mind one bit though. The man wrapped his arms around her waist and held her to him, one of his hands lazily rubbing her stomach slightly.

"Hm..." he hummed as he looked up into the tree. He saw the squirrel flick its tail and then scamper off quickly. Not a moment later, Bowie was seen slithering on the branch. If a snake could look disappointed, Bowie would have been the poster snake for it at that moment. Damien couldn't help but chuckle at the little snake.

"Are you religious?" he asked out of the blue. "I'm not, but I was curious about you. Like if you ever got married, would you need a priest to be there?" Damien felt his cheeks grow just a bit hotter as he cleared his throat. "As an example, hypothetically speaking."

 

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His eyes flicked over toward the direction of the band room, and then they roamed the compound until he spotted Kyle, who gave him a shit eating grin when he noticed him talking to Randy. With a bit of a nervous laugh, Tommy shook his head no.

"Actually, if you don't mind, I wouldn't mind talking somewhere a bit more private. I have a spot up on the roofs that none of my peers have been able to find me yet."

With that last sentence, he pointedly looked at Kyle and narrowed his eyes. In response, and while he thought Randy wasn't looking, he put his hand up near his mouth and started wiggling his tongue between his fingers while simultaneously grabbing his crotch with his other hand. The second that Kyle thought he might have seen Randy turning around, he whipped his hands back behind his back and stood up straight.
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He looked down at Sabastian with a grin as he saw that reaction, and he made a mental note to toy with the little blond later. Right now, though, he had given in to his demands so he had earned himself some relief.

"Keep it out" Vin said as he finally released Sabastians captured wrists, and then helped him up off of his lap and onto his own feet once again. He didn't let him go very far though, as as soon as Sabastian was up, he pulled him backwards a ways so that he was between Vin's legs. Since his pants were already yanked down, all Vin had to do was reached around and pull his underwear down a bit to free his throbbing cock.

"Now, put you hands on my legs and touch yourself with it until you cum little man," he said in a low voice, his hand roaming up Sabastians sides and under his shirt.

"I'll keep an eye out and make sure no one catches us."

His calloused fingers found those sensitive little buds and he began to tweak and fondle them teasingly.
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Cora had been watching the furry little creature with interest, but when it suddenly scampered away and she noticed why, she couldn't help but laugh as well. Her eyes then roamed back to that handsome man sitting behind her as he asked if she was religious, and she got a bit of a funny look on her face. That was an odd question to ask out of the blue, and she was about to ask him why until he next spoke.

"Like if you ever got married, would you need a priest to be there?"

Her eyes widen for a split second, and then she quickly looks away. Her cheeks begin to heat up and she could have swore her palms were sweating. She moved them down to her thigh, quickly, before he could notice.

"I, um... Well I guess the short answer would be no, not really..."

She clears her throat as well and looks out at the lake, then at the boulder from which she had jumped off of. Anywhere but at him, really.

"I mean I guess if things were normal I probably would have gone to a priest just because in most places you legally have to, but now you don't have to so I guess I wouldn't. Honestly, I'm not sure, it never even crossed my mind before..."

She knew she was talking fast, but her heart felt like it was beating a mile a minute and if her mouth didn't keep up with it, then her legs were going to have to, otherwise she might turn into a little Cora puddle.

"It's hot, let's get something to drink" she says, suddenly trying to get up.

 

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Randy gave him a curious look, raising his eyebrow. The poor boy seemed painfully shy when it came to Jesse, so he could understand wanting to talk in private, but hiding out on the rooftops seemed a bit extreme. Still, he knew that every time Jesse was around, Tommy would get rosy-cheeked and jelly-legged, so he could understand if the boy didn't want anyone walking in on their conversation. He might be so startled by an interruption that he might not be able to ask Randy to take Jesse out.

He noticed him looking behind him at something, so he turned to glance over his shoulder. All there was was Kyle, standing straight with a grin on his face. Perhaps he had been trying to spur Tommy on by giving him a supportive thumbs up or something.

Looking back to Tommy, he gave him an encouraging smile, "Okay then, I don't mind going to someplace more private if it makes you feel more comfortable. Lead the way."

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"Keep it out"

Sabastian sighed, having expected Vin to ask him to keep that part of him exposed. He was surprised that Vin didn't ask for the others to come out too while he was at it, but if he could get away with only having one out for now, then that would be fine.

He found himself being released, his hands now free and his feet down on solid ground. However, when he was pulled backward, he realized that Vin wasn't just going to let him wander off and stroke himself behind a tree or something. He felt Vin reach around and free his cock, expecting him to start stroking him- the strokes never came though.

His eyes widened as Vin told him to jerk off with his tentacle. Cheeks lighting up once more, he looked at Vin in surprise and opened his mouth to argue before seeing the determined look on Vin's face. it was a look that told him that he had no intention of changing his mind no matter what Sabastian said. With a small pout on his face, he looked away and reached back to rest his hands on Vin's thighs as he had asked. The blonde let out a moan when he felt Vin's fingers teasing his little buds, already finding it difficult to concentrate.

Looking down, he bit his lip as he hesitantly brought his tentacle near his cock. This was a first for him, and he was a bit unsure. He had only used the glue before, but he got the feeling that he could disburse a lubricant. After he focused for a moment, the tentacle drooled a lubey substance on his cock and Sabastian gulped. It felt warm and slick, and it smelled surprising good, almost as though it might actually be edible.

With that, he wrapped the tentacle around his cock and started sliding it up and down, squeezing and massaging his length. He panted, the feeling of it so foreign and yet so pleasurable as well. It was different from using his hand, and while the feeling of being watched made him embarrassed, it also turned him on at the same time. There was a chance that Cora or Damien could walk in on them, but he trusted Vin to keep watch while he lost himself in the pleasure of his stroking.

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Damien saw her start to get up so he reached up to her hips and pulled her back down against him, wrapping his arms around her again and squeezing her slightly. His chin rested on her shoulder for a moment and he murmured, "you put water in your bag earlier, didn't you?"

One of his hands snaked up her stomach and between her breasts, eventually coming up to loosely wrap around her throat in a possessive way. His lips went to her neck and he parted his fingers to
kiss her softly, enjoying how flustered the question had made her. While he had indeed been fishing for information on what would be acceptable for her should he ask for her hand, he hadn't expected her to be more shy than himself on the matter.

The way she looked away from him, had a blush come to her cheeks, and talked a mile a minute made him feel a bit more comfortable in some ways. He had been nervous about asking, but now he felt more confident knowing that maybe she was open to the idea of it someday too. She might need more time to come around to it, but he already had no doubts that she was the only woman he wanted.

"Stay with me... I'm having such a nice time just sitting here and feeling you leaning against me. You might be a bit wet, but... when has that ever been a problem?" The hand wrapped around her stomach moved slightly downward, his pinky fingers teasingly dipping into the band of her wet shorts.

 

[Drobabes]

Kyle watched Tommy lead Randy up towards the southern buildings. He gave them about five minutes to get up there, and then he took off towards his own secret spot where he could spy on them.

Once they were up on the roofs, Tommy sat them both down between the shade of two gigantic industrial coolers. He knew it was one of the few spots where there wasn't any cameras, but he wasn't going to take any chances either. Once they were settled, he unscrewed his bottle of water and took a drink, then pulled out a notepad and pen and started writing as he talked.

"So like, I know everything's been kind of shit lately and I wanted to do something special for Jesse. It's kind of corny, but does she have a birthday or something like that that would be coming up?"

Once he had written down what he needed to say, he passed the whole notepad and pen to Randy.

We're being watched, keep the conversation light. Quick rundown-General Kuznet is corrupt, he tried to test my loyalty to him. I'm playing along for the moment, but I need to get you and Jesse out of his reach if I want to really figure out what he's hiding.

Kyle is on look out for me. He's going to try and gather up some allies and supplies and get you guys set up to leave and get you somewhere safe.

I don't know how deep this is running. Rip this paper off and put it in the water when you're done, burning it might draw attention.

On the roof opposite them, Kyle crawled on his belly to the edge and pulled his binoculars out. With boyish giddiness, he mumbled to himself.

"Go Tommy go... don't be a chicken shit, just ask the man. What's the worst he's going to say? 'No, you can't date my daughter'? Oh, why ya gotta be so ruu-ude. "

He let out a laugh after that, trying not to sound fake. Tommy had already caught him in the bathrooms earlier and they had done the pass the note game, so now he was playing it up for them. If the General was listening in on their conversation, he would only hear the silly boyish games of young teenagers in love.

Intermittently between his conversation, he would scan across the roofs to make sure no one was walking up on them.
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While he was definitely getting some pleasure out of this himself, Vin did as he said he would and paid more attention to keeping a lookout. He didn't need to cum at the moment, so this was purely for Sabastians enjoyment and a reward for him having complied.

He gave those little buds and especially hard pinch as he kissed his shoulder, and then he let one of his hands splay out and rub down his chest until it was rested on his stomach and just above his groin. A little rumble left his lips as he felt the way that Sabastian was stroking himself with such intensity.

"Do you need to cum little man?" he asked, giving his shoulder another soft kiss.
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Cora felt those strong hands gripping her hips and she swallowed hard as she was pulled back down. Was he going to continue the conversation? She didn't know if she could handle that right now, and oh god, what if he asked her right then?!

When she felt that silky voice against her skin, however, she melted. Suddenly she had no desire to go anywhere, and as he brought his hand up to her neck, she whimpered with need and grinded back against him. She thought she heard that weird clicking noise again, but she pushed it out of her thoughts as his hands on her were way more distracting than some silly bird up in the trees.

"Stay with me... "

She gulped, and she wondered if he could feel how fast her pulse was racing under his fingers.

"Okay..."

Her breath hitched, feeling his hand go lower, and she let her eyes close.

"Damien...please..."

 

[Poprockz]

The man followed Tommy up, sitting down beside him. When he started writing in the notepad, he was a bit confused as to why, but he answered his previous question anyway.

"No, I'm afraid you missed her birthday by about two months. That being said, I'm sure she'd be really happy to get anything from you even if there wasn't an occasion. She'd probably kill me for saying so, but the girl gets really excited whenever she knows you have a day off coming up." He paused, watching as Tommy finished up the note and handed it to him.

Before reading it, he looked up at Tommy and gave him a half-smile. "You know, if you don't ask her out, she might beat you to it. She already gave you cookies, didn't she? Next thing you know, she'll have invited you to a candle-lit dinner."

The man kept a smile on his face, not reacting to what he was reading. Internally, his pulse was starting to quicken though. The idea of Jesse being in danger alarmed him, as well it should. He personally thought Kuznet was a good man, but he trusted that if Tommy had reason to fear for Jesse with the man, then he ought to listen.

I trust you, Tommy. If you think Jesse is in danger, I'm willing to take a chance on your judgement and take her out of the base with Kyle. That being said, why don't you come with us? If he really is corrupt, then there's no telling what he'll do to you if he finds out you went behind his back.

If something happens to you, Jesse will never forgive either of us.

Randy handed the notebook back to Tommy, still smiling as though he was still teasing the would-be boyfriend of his daughter.

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The slick sounds of Sabastian's stroking could be heard by the two of them, his tentacle sliding up and down his shaft sensually as the little man moaned. God, the texture of the tentacles felt really good on his cock, and the way it twirled around him was something else. He rubbed the tip of the tentacle against the tip of his cock and his hips bucked for a moment before he went back to regular strokes.

Vin's hands and fingers did things to his body that he simply couldn't stand. That hard pinch to his nipples had him mewling with need, the kiss to his shoulder sending shivers down his body.

To have Vin watching his lewd faces and listening to his sex noises turned him on immensely, and he soon found his body starting to tremble with pleasure. He recognized that he was nearing his peak as he panted and moaned, looking up with lust-filled eyes when Vin asked him his question in that sexy, low voice of his.

"Yes... I need to cum badly... Can I?" He wasn't sure why he felt the need to ask Vin for permission, but something inside of him badly wanted it. To hear those sweet words from Vin's lips that he was allowed to cum would certainly undo him.

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He closed his eyes and squeezed her hips with his thighs briefly when she grinded against his groin. Cora would probably feel a bit uncomfortable actually having sex on the lake bank with Sabastian and Vin so close by, but maybe she would be up for a little bit of friskiness based on how she had reacted.

Damien then smirked and purred, "Please what? Please kiss me? Please touch me? Please slip your fingers inside me? There are just too many things you could ask me for, and too many things I want to do..." His hand moved a little bit lower into her shorts, not quite reaching her pussy just yet, but close enough to threaten her with the idea of pleasure. His fingertips rubbed back and forth, as though patiently waiting to delve a bit deeper.

 

[Drobabes]

Despite the very serious conversation he was having under the guise of teenage dreams, Tommy was actually a little surprised to hear that Jesse was intent on asking him out. If he didn't have his priorities set on getting her to safety, he might have indulged in the feeling of just how badass she was by taking the world by the balls and getting what she wanted.

His face didn't keep up the charade of the smile because he knew if if someone besides Kyle could see them right now, then that meant they could see him passing notes. And if they could see him passing notes, then they we're screwed anyway. He did let himself laugh in embarrassment, however, that not being too hard to get right because he was already on edge and trying not to be jumpy.

"That might be a little hard to plan without someone coming in and crashing the party. It seems like everytime I get a moment of peace, either I get called back on, or a base explodes in a huge ball of fire."

He let himself laugh again as he started scribbling more words down quickly, only briefly pausing to look up and across the buildings to make sure no one was sneaking up on Kyle.

"I don't think I would mind that though, if she asked first. Every time she comes over to talk to me I get all tongue tied, so I would probably trip myself up and shoot myself in the foot if I tried it."

As much as I don't want her angry with me, it's more important that she's safe. And it's not just our lives on the line now. The world has no leaders now-it's free for the taking for whoever wants to fight and claim it. If bad people get to the top of the hill first, then what kind of world are we going to have in ten years? Twenty years? I have to fight it Randy. There's no point in living for another day if that day is just going to be run by evil people.

I promised my dad that I was going to make the world a better place. I can't break that promise.

His eyes were misting up as he passed him the notepad back, and he has to swallow hard.
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"Yes... I need to cum badly... Can I?"

Fuck it made his own cock twitch to hear that sweet voice asking for permission. His hand on his belly squeezed him back against his chest and he almost groaned, pinching his nipple once again. He was half tempted to tell him no just to hear that cute little whimper of need, but he was feeling merciful so instead he simply moved his lips to his ear and bit it gently.

"Yes, you can cum."

He let a heavy breath out on his skin, moving down to bite his neck for a brief second before resuming his lookout.
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She whimpered as he continued to tease her, his hand moving so tantalizingly close, and yet denying her that pleasure. Her own hand went up to grip his wrist and half-heartedly try to move his hand further down as she turned her face to kiss his neck, and then his chin.

"Touch me. Please Damien..."

She shivered and panted, truly feeling the need for him to touch her in that moment. Him sliding his hand up under her bra and then gripping her neck like that had took her from a one to a nine in almost a split second, and she found she really didn't have the patience to be teased, nor did she care if they were caught. Well, no, that wasn't completely true, but it was damn close

"Please" she whimpered again, squirming back against his lap.

 

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Randy gave him a chuckled, "honestly, I think she'd give you points for trying though. How many girlfriends have you had, Tommy? How did you ask them out?"

Tommy, you're a good man. I understand what you want to do and I respect it, but by God you'd better stay safe or there will be hell to pay. I'd also think up what you're going to say to her when you get back, because she's going to be pissed. When do we leave?

He realized that they were safe to at least see each other as they were, so he reached out and put his large hand on Tommy's shoulder before giving him a comforting squeeze. His eyes looked a bit sad, as though he wished that Tommy didn't have to do this, but he gave him a resolute nod nonetheless.

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He felt his heart skip a beat as Vin groaned and pulled him closer, as though simply asking had turned the man on. The blonde felt the rush of having pleased him, further intensified by the strong pinch to his nipple; It made his cock twitch with need.

"Yes, you can cum."

"Thank you... Fuck..." Sabastian whined, his back starting to arch as his cock throbbed hotly. The bite to his neck sent him over the edge and before he knew it, his hips were bucking and he was cumming onto the forest floor in thick ropes of cum. He panted as he gave himself a few more slow strokes, getting the last few drops of bliss out. When it was done, his appendage hung down as he recovered.

When his breath was at least reduced to a soft pant, he reached down and pulled his boxers up, situating them before pulling the jeans back up as well. They were snug, so he had to wiggle his cute little hips to get them back into place.

He supposed it was time... It wasn't as though he could really put it off anymore, and even if he tried, Vin would likely scold him. From under his shirt, three more appendages came out, all of them wrapping around his body nervously, mimicking the gesture of hugging ones arms almost. Sabastian blushed and stepped away from Vin slightly, angling his body toward one of the trees.

At most, he had only ever had two out at the same time. Having all four out was odd for him, and he wondered what he looked like- probably some kind of weird bug or sea creature.

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The way she pleaded, pushing against him with need drove him wild. He knew at that point that they wouldn't be leaving that spot until she had cum all over his hand. Her beautiful lips felt so sweet on his skin, the man letting out a little hum of pleasure before moving his mouth to hers, squeezing her throat just enough to let her know how turned on she made him.

Damien's other hand slipped lower, wiggling down between the wet fabric of her shorts and her soft skin. When he finally arrived at her pussy, he cupped her sex with his large hand and let his middle finger dip between her petals, rubbing his hand up and down to see if she was already wet. Her skin was cold from the lake, so he imagined his warm hand felt positively lovely against her sensitive lips.

The base of his hand grinded against where her clit would be, the very tip of his middle finger teasing the entrance to her pussy. Meanwhile, his mouth claimed hers seductively, his tongue slipping into her mouth as though he knew she couldn't resist his charm.

 

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He let his emotions leak through to color his tone slightly as he answered Randys question, praying it would come off as his usual shy and awkward nature.

"Ah, well, I've never actually asked anyone out myself" he chuckled.

"I had a girlfriend for about three months after she asked me to prom, but that didn't work out. You really think she would take to that though? Even if I totally fumbled it?"

He gave Randy a broken smile then, feeling a deep appreciation for the man. It was just a simple thing, that hand on his shoulder, but for him it meant the world.

I don't know if it's a good idea to tell her anything, she might try and help or do something else that might put her in danger. I really hate to do this, but could you try to convince her to leave? Maybe we could tell her that the military is starting a new phase of putting society back on it's feet and getting communities set up. I can't just leave you guys to fend for yourselves out on the street, so I'll have to make sure you're with other survivors in a secure building at least. Do you think she would go for that? I could tell her that I'll be bringing supplies into the town on occasion, and I can see her then. The only problem with that is that she can't say anything to anyone, so maybe I should wait until Kyle has everything in place and ready to go before we let her know. He'll need at least a few days.

He frowned as he handed the notepad back, taking the old piece of paper and stuffing it in the water bottle and watching as the ink painted the liquid. He hated that he was even thinking about lying to her, but it was what it was and there wasn't much else that could be done. Just as he looked up again to check on Kyle, his radio beeped and then crackled as his allies voice came on.

"Tommy and Randy sitting on a roof, K I S S I N G."

Tommy swallowed hard again, taking that as his cue. Once Randy had that last note passed back to him, he read it quickly and then stuffed it into the bottle as he grabbed his own radio and clicked it on.

"Kyle you little ball sucker; don't you got anything better to do? I thought you were supposed to be watching the front gate?"

There was a moment of silence, and then,

Bleep.

"Aw come'on Tommy boy, you know I gotta keep tabs on your purty ass. Besides, I'm not the only one that's going to be teasing you-Brandon's coming up stairs. If you don't want word of your little sweetheart crush going around the whole compound then you better hightail your ass out of there."

Tommy didn't bother to answer back over the radio, instead screwing the top back on his bottle and stuffing it inside his inside pocket so that he could dispose of it at a more proper time. He then stood up from his hiding position, walked over to the edge of the building, looked around like he was actually searching for Kyles position, and then flipped him the bird. Because, to do anything else would have been way too suspicious.

Just as Brandon opened the door and stepped out onto the roof, Tommy brought the radio up to his lips and clicked the button.

"You like my finger Kyle? Yo mama sure did last night."

Brandon got a bit of a confused look on his face, and then he let go with a hearty laugh when he heard a "hey fuck you!" from across the way.
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Vin remained sitting on the log for a moment, acting as if he was just content to watch Sabastian from the sidelines, although in reality he just didn't want to have to deal with the massive boner he was now rocking. It would go away, but for the moment, he knew if he moved any closer to Sabastian then their little impromptu training session would be over because he would bend him right back over that log and use him until he was satisfied.

He watched his extra arms once more with curiosity, and again, he couldn't help but be amused by how they reflected his emotions, wrapping around his body like he was hugging himself.

As Sabastian got closer to the tree, he leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees and got ready to see what would happen. Would he be able to push it over? He had moved that log so easily...
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His hand felt so warm against her cool skin that it made her almost dizzy with need. She mewled and bucked her hips slightly, his simple caressing driving her crazy. His hand on her neck was almost a background noise; every sensation in her body zipping down to her cool petals and making her feel little waves of intense pleasure that made it so hard to focus on anything else.

As his lips sought hers out, she turned her face for him and let her tongue dance with his. Without noticing it, she had moved her hand up his arm and then to the back of his neck, sliding her fingers into his hair. She knew that if he kept going the way he was, then soon enough she was going to be quaking in his arms.

 

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"I think she would agree to date you if you were covered in tar and chicken feathers when you asked. That girl is stubborn. When she wants something, she wants something, or someone, rather." Randy said softly, taking the note from him and quickly reading it.

He started quickly writing a reply.

Don't worry, I'll get her out of here as long as you provide the transportation. I'll make sure she doesn't know until the last second and that she knows it has to be a secret. She's said on more than one occasion that Kuznet gives her the willies, so in the meantime, I don't think we'll have to worry about them crossing paths since she actively avoids him. Thank you Tommy, for looking after my little girl. Just give us the word when it's time.

It was Randy's turn to look a bit misty-eyed, the man quickly forcing it back down and blinking it away though as he gave the note to Tommy. Although, when he listened to their conversation on the radio, he had to laugh. Though it was crass and vulgar, that was the kind of shit he found hilarious. Not to mention he felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders- he was going to leave it in Tommy's hands to get himself and Jesse out safely, and he trusted the boy to do just that.

He got up as well and crossed his arms, walking over to Tommy and shaking his head. "As much as I'd love to stay and chat with you Tommy, I've gotta go make sure that Dave wasn't hoodwinked into teaching Jesse how to mix cocktails. I know he wouldn't let her touch real booze, but he might just be lenient enough to show her how to do mocktails, and that's just a step on the road to underage drinking."

The man grinned and nodded at Brandon before heading down the stairs behind him.

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It was actually much easier to get a grip on such a large tree with more arms. Two of the tentacles went to grab around the tree trunk, while the other two assisted his hands with lifting from the other side of the roots. There was a cascade of snapping sounds, as though the roots were breaking off, the tree literally being pulled up from the earth with a shower of dirt and bugs. It wasn't something that was even making him sweat. The tree was heavy, sure, but heavy in the way that a 30 pound bar would be.

Once the tree was actually lifted up, he angled it slightly and ran forward, launching it into the air with a grunt. The tree sailed about an eighth of a mile before crashing down on some other poor, unsuspecting trees.

Sabastian's mouth dropped open and he fell to his knees. "What the... what the actual fuck?!" he squeaked. He couldn't believe it- he had just chucked a redwood tree without breaking a sweat with his weird new zombie arms. On one hand, one might consider it a cool power. On the other, it was actually pretty terrifying to know that he had that kind of power at his fingertips.

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While his legs had been outside of hers in the position they were in, he moved them so that his legs went over hers to the inside. Once there, he pulled them back a bit so that Cora was forced to have her legs wide open for him, keeping them open as his hand moved around in her shorts. She had already been pretty aroused when he started, but soon her pussy was dripping with evidence of her lust.

Deciding she was slippery enough, his middle finger stopped teasing her and was joined by his ring finger, sliding into her pussy. He moved his hand in a rocking motion, plunging his fingers deep before grinding on her clit. Damien knew his fingers weren't going too deep, but that wasn't the point. the point was to stimulate her so it almost felt like she was being fucked while her clit was used to drive her up the wall.

He pulled away from her lips to chuckle, "almost reminds me of the day we met. Laying on that log, your fingers pumping in your pants... That look of pleasure on your face as you came for all the wood to see... I'll never forget that sight for as long as I live." Damien grinded his groin against her ass for a moment, wanting her to know how hard the memory of it made him.

 

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"Alright Randy. Thanks for talking with me for a bit."

Despite feeling nervous and scared of what the future held, he felt as if a weight had been lifted as well. He could do this. He had to do this.

"You want me to shoot his ass with a rubber bullet?" Brandon yelled, making sure he could be heard across the other rooftop.

Tommy looked over to Brandon and gave him a shit eating grin, then looked back over towards Kyle. Before he could even think to count to three, Kyle was up and running for the stairs.
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Delvin didn't remember getting up onto his feet, but the next thing he knew, he was standing next to Sabastian and looking towards the direction where he had thrown the tree. His mouth was hanging open for about ten seconds before he realized and snapped it shut.

"Shit..." was all he managed to get out.
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She got a little bit nervous as he forced her legs apart, about someone possibly seeing her, but just as quickly his teasing little caresses turned more filling, making her body literally shake as she squirmed her hips for him again. When he pulled away from her lips, she let her hand go down to hold his shoulder and her head rested against his chest as she held onto him. She was so lost in the sensation of what he was doing to her that she almost didn't listen to what he was saying.

Suddenly her blush grew darker and she pulled her head back to look into his eyes. Her breathe was still coming hot and heavy, but she manages to get a few words out before a sudden movement of his hand has her almost falling over the edge.

"Pervert," she says with a sly little grin.

"I thought I was alone you little sp-spy...nevermind..."

She couldn't think anymore. His strong, warm hand between her legs was just too much, filling her and grinding against her sensitive little button like that and making her close her eyes again. Suddenly she found herself gripping his shoulder with her much smaller hand and burying her face into his chest as she whimpered and came on his thick fingers.

She came so hard that she saw white spots swimming in her vision, and she heard a noise in her ears like something thunderous and crashing.

Wait...

She opened her eyes, breathing hard and enjoying his comforting scent filling the air around her, but she didn't think that noise was in her head. Almost a bit tentatively, she peaked out from under his chin to look around.

"What...what was that noise?" she panted.

 

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Sabastian simply nodded. What the hell was going on here? Did he just do that? Little Sabastian who usually had trouble getting the pickle jar lid to come off the goddamn pickle jar? He was simply astounded at the notion that he had a level of strength that just wasn’t humanly possible.

After a few moments of silence, he got to his feet and leaned against Vin. He didn’t dare put his arms around him for fear of exerting any strength and accidentally killing the man. He could feel his heart beating quickly, his brows knitting in worry.

“I’m scared,” he said simply, his voice shaking a little. “How am I supposed to touch you if I know I can do shit like that? It just doesn’t seem safe.” He hugged his arms, feeling like if he wasn’t careful, his legs might give out on him from the shock. Doubt was starting to creep back into his mind about pursuing anything with Vin, knowing now that he could pop the man like a grape if he made one wrong move.

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He chuckled from her words, knowing full well he was absolutely a pervert as she had said. There was something so sexy about seeing someone in what they thought was a private moment. They weren’t putting on a show for anyone, nor were they exaggerating anything-they simply chased their own pleasure, and that was sexy to watch.

He saw her succumbing to his fingers so he increased the speed just before she came, trying to make it an intense one for her. Based on the way she practically writhed and then melted against him, he would say that it was a success.

As she came on his fingers, he heard the crash as well, though he was a bit more clear-headed in that moment. It sounded like a tree had crashed down and he wondered if it might have been Sabastian and their little training session. That seemed unlikely considering that even with heightened strength Sabastian probably couldn’t budge a tree, but he supposed it was possible. In any case, it was probably something they should check out to make sure it wasn’t anything dangerous.

Looking down at Cora, he gave her a little smile and answered, “sounded like the crash of a tree to me. I’d like to go check it out. Do you want to wait here, or come with me?” He wanted her to wait there since he wasn’t sure what the sound was yet, but he knew he couldn’t treat her like she was helpless.

The man withdrew his hand from her shorts, his fingers slick with her fluids. He maintained eye-contact as he licked his fingers clean, loving the taste of his lovely lady. Making her cum was the most fulfilling accomplishment he had achieved, and he would never grow tired of the way her face flushed with lust.

 

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No, it didn't seem safe. It really didn't. Still, though...

Vin wrapped his arms around him and hugged him close. Despite the insane amount of strength Sabastian had just shown, he still had doubts as to whether or not he was dangerous, and he thought carefully about his wording before he next spoke.

"I don't think...it works like that. Maybe actively trying to use your strength triggers a different part of your brain. I was watching you at the table this morning, when you were bending the tongs on that fork. You didn't twist the metal or break it. And you remember when you stomped on that guys foot at the concert? If you had used that amount of force," he said, pointing in the direction that he had thrown the tree.

"There wouldn't have been a foot left."

He looked around the woods for a minute, then rubbed the back of his neck with one hand.

"I mean even that psycho at the cafe didn't exert a whole lot of force, and neither did Robert when he was holding those guys up."

Vin was just talking out of nervousness now, though his voice still remained pretty calm, and he didn't even realize he had brought up the cafe until after it left his mouth. He had been so focused on trying to comfort Sabastian that he had failed to keep that particular can of worms shut, and he was really hoping he didn't pick up on it and ask.

"Alright, well. Now you know about how strong you are," he said, trying to move the conversation along.

"Now we just need to figure out some way for you to practice having control over it."
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"Um," she said, still panting slightly and trying to get her head clear. Of course, the way he brought his fingers up to his mouth and licked them clean made her bite her lip and did not help with that particular course of action.

"I'm going to steal your belt if you keep doing things like that" she chastised, narrowing her eyes ever so slightly at him.

"I guess I'll stay here. I mean, they're probably fine, right?"

She looked around here the area a bit, towards where she had thought she heard the sound come from.

"You don't really think he knocked over a tree, do you?"

Her hazel eyes came back to meet his own then, her expression a mix of curiosity and doubt. There was no way he was that strong, was he?

 

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Sabastian accepted his hug and let the side of his face rest against Vin's warm chest. He loved how the man's skin was always so toasty; it made him just want to lay skin-to-skin on his muscular body like a lizard on a warm rock. He closed his eyes and sighed, listening to Vin's counter-arguments.

It was an interesting thought that perhaps his super-strength was accessed with a different part of his brain. Maybe it was like breathing- he had his normal strength when he wasn't thinking about it and operating normally, and then when he actually thought about doing something stronger, his body let that part of his mind take over.

That would seem plausible, but he thought to himself that maybe there were exceptions to that, like danger scenarios. When he thought Cora was going to be bitten, he had lifted her over the couch without a second thought.... Maybe the trick was not thinking about it too much and letting it happen naturally since it almost felt like if he wasn't thinking about it, his body seemed to know how to regulate how much strength to use. How was he supposed to not think about it now that he was supposed to not think about it though?!

However, at the mention of Rafael's cafe, his thoughts were interrupted and he looked up with a confused expression, resting his chin on his chest. "Wait a minute, the psycho at the cafe...? What do you mean? We never went to any cafes."

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Damien smirked, "if you steal my belt, that'll just make it easier for me to pull down my pants for you."

When she suggested that she would stay put, he smiled warmly, pleased that she was going to let him make sure things were in order. The man then shrugged, "well. I personally don't think he's strong enough for something like that, but perhaps he accidentally pushed a log down a hill or something. Only one way to find out though."

It was probably nothing, just a log, or maybe pushing over a dead tree or something, but it was worth a look. He hoped the two of them weren't making out or anything like that, not wanting things to be awkward between the three of them.

He took his legs out of the position they were in and got up, moving out from behind her and stretching. Once he had satisfied himself with a yawn, he bent over and kissed her forehead before walking in Vin and Sabastian's direction. "I'll be back. Maybe if they're still in the middle of training, I can go swimming in your lake again." While she couldn't see his face, his voice was very playful, one almost being able to imagine that smirk again.

 

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Vin's chocolate brown eyes, made a shade lighter by the evening sun, looked down at the little blond with pain. His arm around his pale shoulders squeezed him a little tighter for a moment before he spoke.

"I'm going to take a wild guess and say that if I ask you to drop it, you're going to get stubborn on me again, huh?"

He looked away then, taking the hand from the back of his neck to run it through his hair and push it out of his face. He was nervous; the memories of it making him start to feel a little sick to his stomach and his heart rate kick up. Still though, outside of casually mentioning it when he was in the prison cell, he hadn't talked to anyone about it.

"After I left the base, I tried to find a place to pull over for the night. I came across an old diner and cafe that still had it's lights on, so I pulled in. A women greeted me at the door, and then a guy came out. Both his eyes were fully purple, and it turned out he was using that women."

He was starting to get the itch to smoke, but he didn't want to let go of Sabastian to step away to do it. Right at that moment, that physical comfort was just too addicting to let go of.

"I'll spare you the details, but I ended up killing him. Couldn't save that women though."

The last part he spit out between clinched teeth and looked up towards the top of a tree, not willing to meet Sabastians gaze in that moment.
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"...just make it easier for me to pull down my pants for you."

Or for me to pull your pants down, she thought with a smile.

When he got up to stretch, she took the opportunity to lean back on her hands and let out a satisfied sigh as she watched her hot hunk of a man. He really was gorgeous, and she wished he wasn't scared of the water. She found that she would have loved to watch his muscles work themselves as they glided him through the lake. However, she was just as happy watching them under his clothes as well.

She closed her eyes and smiled when he bent down to kiss her forehead, then laughed at his comment, throwing one back with a "try and convince them to keep training, then." She then watched him walk away, and once she had a moment to herself, her smile dropped a bit and she looked up to the branches of the tree above her.

"Bowie..." she called.

"Come down here for a minute handsome boy. I Know you can understand me, and I need to talk to you..."

 

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"Yep," was all he said in response about dropping it. There was no way he was just going to let it go now that Vin had let part of it slip. Not only that, but it seemed like it was legitimately bothering him, and he didn't want him to have to keep it to himself.

Sabastian's eyes widened as he described what had happened, anxiousness settling in his stomach. What had happened between him and the fully-turned zombie? how had he been able to kill someone so strong? Obviously brute strength wouldn't have cut it, so he would have had to trick them. Even so, he would have had to get very close and administer a single death blow or Vin would have been ripped to pieces or worse.

"You don't have to spare me the details, Vin. I'm a big boy- I can handle it if you need to talk. I don't want you to have to hold onto that and deal with it all alone. I'm here for you, so... talk to me if you need to." The blonde's eyes looked earnestly up to him, a hand reaching out to gently caress his face. He tucked a strand of Vin's hair behind his ear and then went back to rubbing his cheek with his little thumb.

He had a feeling that Vin might have felt guilty about the woman's fate, but he also imagined that Vin would have done everything in his power to save her if he had known.

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Damien trudged through the forest toward Sabastian and Vin, taking his time as he simply enjoyed the forest around him.

 

[Drobabes]

That gentle hand on his face made him look down again, and despite not wanting to remember it, he found himself leading Sabastian back over to the trunk anyway so that they could sit down. Once they were seated, he clasped his hands in his lap and just stared down at the ground for a minute, trying to think of how to even talk about it.

"I thought that women was pregnant," he started slowly.

"But she looked really sick. Like she hadn't slept in days. Which was probably the case, because what she had in her stomach wasn't a baby."

He picked a twig up off the ground and started twirling it between both his thumbs absentmindedly as he tried to think and put the events in some semblance of a timeline.

"She told me I could come in and she would make something to eat. I tried to tell her she didn't have to do that, but then this other guy came out from the back and shook my hand, greeted me and all that. It was pretty regular stuff except for his eyes, but I thought maybe he was just eccentric or something.

"I didn't feel comfortable with it all, but I didn't really have any evidence that something was wrong. The women seemed sick, but he said she had been laying down all day, so when she went to the back to start cooking, I thought maybe it was just because her back hurt or something. The guy," Vin snapped the twig, and then started toying with the now two pieces, not even wanting to bring up the monsters name as he recounted the events.

"Kept talking with me. Pissed me off cause he was acting like a douche, grabbing my guitar without asking and then basically ignoring me when I kept asking if the women was actually alright. And then I, uh...saw a bunch of blood start pooling out from the kitchen. When he noticed, he said 'shit'. That's it. Just, 'shit', like he had just lost a fucking card game or something."

Letting the twigs drop, he looked over to Sabastian. One of his hands reached up to run his fingers through his soft blond hair, needing a bit of comfort in that moment and to be reminded of how different the two men were. When he was done, he took his hand back and went back to staring out at the trees.

"I tried to get up, and didn't get more than, I don't know, a foot? Before he tripped me. When I looked down, he had one of those appendages wrapped around my ankle, and then he came at me..."

Suddenly he leaned back and put his hands on his thighs, taking deep breath and rubbing his hands down to his knees and then back up. His heart felt like it was pounding, pounding too hard, and he needed a moment to just breathe. Once he got it back under control, he was able to sit forward again and continue.

"I had had a backpack on me when he tripped me, and inside of it was a little blowtorch that Dave had given me. I had to, uh, fake...consent, to get him to let go of my hands. And then I got it out of the pack and used it on his face..."

The memory of the way Raphael had lit up like a pile of coals in a barbecue made him shudder. He never wanted that to happen to Sabastian.

"When I was finally able to go to the kitchen, she was already gone. I don't know...exactly what she did to herself, but she got those eggs out. There was...so much blood Sabastian. I've never seen so much blood..."

His voice shook with the last admission and his body started to quiver. He didn't look like he was going to cry, but the way that he stared down at the ground, eyes wide and unblinking, almost made it seem as if he was seeing it all again, right there in front of him.
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Bowie had been lazily stretched out on the branch, seemingly enjoying the warm breeze, but when he heard Cora call to him, he quickly made his way down the tree and crawled into her lap. His little head went up, like he was meeting her gaze, and his tongue flicked out slowly a few times.

She couldn't help but smile at that cute little face, taking in the details. She had always loved the way the his eye scales were set in a permanent little grouchy face, like the bullsnake species was doomed to be eternally angry. To her it only added to the cute factor.

Slowly she picked him up and held him before her face.

"Alright handsome boy. I know you're getting smarter. Every passing day, this thing seems to change you...and pretty soon it won't be right for me to call you a 'pet' anymore. Because you won't be, will you Bowie?"

The snake bobbed his head a few times and then reached down to boop her nose, making her smile and gently rub him under his chin before pulling him back once more. For a long moment she just stared into those beautiful purple eyes, and when she finally spoke, she couldn't keep her voice from wobbling.

"If there ever comes a day that you want to go, Bowie, you can. You staying with us is your choice now. Do you understand? I can't make you stay with me anymore. No, don't hide Bowie, look at me."

He had started to try and worm away, trying to wiggle down to her side and around her back, so she pulled him out and held him up once more.

"I'm not telling you to go Bowie," she said as tears began to run down her face.

"I just want you to understand that you can. You just...you just come say goodbye to me first, or I'll never forgive you."

In that moment, looking at that little face, she could have swore that if that snake had tear ducts, he would have been crying. His body seems to almost deflate in her arms, his tongue no longer flicking and his head dropping down like he was tired. Cora tried to smile for him, tried not to let herself take her words back or think of ways to keep him with her. Bowie had been there for such a huge portion of her life, and even before the disease had changed him, she had felt something special with him. He had always been such a calm snake, and such a soothing presence in her life. Just the very thought of him no longer being there with her filled her with such pain that it was almost unbearable. No, it was unbearable, and she has to set him down in her lap and look away as she wipes her face.

"Uck. Alright," she sniffs, starting to stand up.

"Enough of that. Let's go swimming again. We came here to have fun, not to be Debbie Downers."

 

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Sayori woke up groggily, sitting up and yawning. It was unfortunate that the lights were always on- it made it feel like there was no real sense of time, no day or night. For all she knew, she could have been here two days or four depending.

With a bit of surprise, she realized that it didn't hurt to sit up. Well, it did a little, but nothing near the stinging pain she had previously. It felt like her whip scars had stopped swelling, and that they had started healing on their own. Perhaps the ibuprofen and antibiotics had helped, along with that alien goop sealing them up.

The girl got up and used the restroom before taking a drink of water and sitting up on the bed with the blanket as a skirt once more. She didn't know if Quint was awake yet, and she would rather not wake him up if she could avoid it. Sleep was the only real way to escape if one had decent dreams. She had some good dreams after the nightmare, but she got the sinking feeling that it might happen again the next time she went to bed.

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He sat and listened, taking in every terrible detail. His hands clenched the more Vin went on, and the more he got a sinking feeling about how things might have turned out at the diner.

"I had to, uh, fake...consent."

Sabastian's eyes widened and his stomach dropped. So the turned-zombie had taken him against his will. The idea of Vin pinned down and used like Margaret had used him made his eyes tear up. Such a deep sorrow was felt in his heart, the ache painfully strong as he thought of how horrific that must have been for Vin. To be so helpless, to struggle and have no one there to save you.

"There was...so much blood Sabastian. I've never seen so much blood..."

"Vin..." he whispered, sadness in his voice as he looked at his partner. Shifting, he crawled into Vin's lap so that his legs were on either side of the man's torso, sitting chest-to-chest on his muscular legs. He wrapped his arms around Vin and held him snugly, his appendages starting to wrap around him as well before they halted abruptly. Sabastian didn't want to give him flashbacks or make things harder for him, so he simply let the tentacles move away from Vin and rest near his hips on the log while his human arms did the comforting.

He wanted to say the right thing, to make it right for Vin, but he knew that there was no changing what had happened. While he was sure that what had happened to him with the zombie would haunt him for life, he felt as though Vin's heart was broken by what had happened to the woman. If she had only waited for him to kill the zombie, Vin might have been able to save her. She would have just birthed the eggs and been fine. It was tragic and disheartening, and he could almost feel how heavy Vin's heart was right now.

"She probably thought you had no chance of winning. The fact that you had that torch on you was the only thing that saved you Vin. Otherwise, we wouldn't be having this conversation right now. There was no way you could have told her, no way you could have known. It was just... tragic." Sabastian blinked away tears and simply held him. "It's so hard to feel like you should have done more... to accept that you were helpless to prevent it from happening. But I know you have a good heart Vin; if there was any way you could have saved her, you would have."

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Damien decided to zip by the car and grab a granola bar or something since he was feeling a bit peckish. Once at the car, he grabbed several of them for everyone else and closed the car door, locking it and walking away again.

 

[Drobabes]

Quint was still lying in his bed, though now he had a new roll or toilet paper that he was absentmindedly tossing up into the air. Kuznet had weird little quirks like that, not deigning to torture people unless there was a purpose to his torture, so they hadn't withheld basics like food, water, and luckily, toilet paper.

His side didn't hurt nearly as bad as it had been earlier because he had brought the severed limb out to pour some of that weird goop on it. He had been taking peeks at Sayori through the bars to see how her back was doing, and seeing that the wounds had healed rather quickly, it made him get to thinking. It seems he had been correct in his assumption, and for the time being at least, the pain was mostly gone. Still, he wondered if it would grow back. No, actually, he didn't wonder. He knew. They had let him know by telling him it was inevitable, what they wanted him to do that poor women.

Suddenly he tossed the roll up into the air furiously and watched as it hit the roof and then bounced back, hitting him in the face on the way down. It didn't phase him much, as he just let it roll across the ground. It wasn't just the situation with Sayori that was getting to him, it was also knowing that, somewhere out there, his sister wasn't safe. Not just from that man that she was with, but from the bite mark he had seen on her arm. That was another detail he had taken in from the picture and it told him that Kuznet, as much as he would have liked to toss the giant freak into a vat of acid, wasn't following his sister as closely as he proclaimed, and he wasn't keeping her safe.

The unmistakable sound of boot steps could be heard on the floor, and soon enough Officer Limp Dick came strolling in. He stopped in front of Sayoris door first, his face expressionless as he looked at her through the glass. In his arms, he was holding a somewhat large cardboard box that was folded shut. Very slowly, he came up to her glass and looked down at her. Then he smiled.
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Vin felt almost as if he had been under some kind of spell. His senses all felt dulled out, like he was under water, until Sabastian suddenly climbed up onto his lap and wrapped him up in that embrace and suddenly it was like reality seemed to snap back into place and he could hear everything clearly again. He didn't cry, but he let his eyes close and he leaned his forehead down against the little blonds neck, just taking in his comforting scent. His own hands wrapped around his back, and he held him very closely for a few moments before speaking.

"I know Sabastian..." he said softly.

"I know I didn't have any control over it, but it still... just feels wrong. I feel wrong. I felt...dirty. It's better now, but it's still just...there. I'll never be able to forget walking into that kitchen and seeing her like that for as long as I live."

He squeezed him again, needing that soft little body against his own.

 

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Sayori smiled to herself when she heard the little "boof!" of the toilet paper roll smacking him in the face. Quint was such a funny guy, even in the midst of all this terror and uncertainty.

She heard the bootsteps, wondering what they would get in this Russian roulette of visits. It could be food, or it could be something terrible like the news that they found a new way to impregnate her with eggs, or maybe they needed to whip her some more. Whatever it was, the anticipation put her on edge, the woman anxiously fiddling with her pillowcase shirt as she waited to see what would happen.

There he was, that Robo-cop man with the expressionless face, holding a large box in his hands that she knew wasn't good news. Her breath caught when he stopped at her cell, hoping and praying that he was just pausing to look at her before moving on. She wasn't so lucky though, as he seemed to come to a full stop, moving almost provocatively slowly toward her cell. It was as though he knew that every inch closer he got to her, the more frightened she became.

In a cell, there was no where to run, all she could do was tremble on the bed as he became right up against the glass. Then... there was that smile. The color drained from her face and she started shaking slightly. Part of her knew that this was exactly what he wanted: her to be practically pissing her pants at his slightest movement. And yet she couldn't control the fear coursing through her veins when she looked at that insidious smile.

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"I know Vin. That kind of stuff isn't the stuff that leaves you... It'll stay with you. But... I'll stay with you too for as long as fate allows. I want to be there to hold you when you feel wrong. Maybe I can help you feel even a bit righter." Sabastian knew that might have sounded dumb, but he hoped Vin would know what he meant. With his arms still wrapped around his chest, one of the tentacles came up and gently rubbed the man's back in a comforting way.

At that moment, Damien walked through the trees and froze like a deer in headlights. Once again, he had walked in on something, this time that fact being painfully obvious. Vin was shirtless with Sabastian wrapped around him as they hugged and cuddled. The only odd thing about it was that all of Sabastian's appendages were out, Damien never having seen more than one of them once.

He tried to decide what to do, but a breeze went by, taking his scent to Sabastian. The blonde wrinkled his nose and turned his head to look at Damien. "You know. You could have at least washed your hand first."

Damien's face turned a bit pink and he crossed his arms, clearing his throat. "I um. Heard a crash over here, and wanted to check it out to make sure you guys were okay. What was that?"

 

[Drobabes]

His smile grew even wider as he saw the way she tried to shrink away from him, even though there was nowhere to go. He let it slowly fade from his lips as his eyes went down to the box and he pulled a flap back, then stuck his hand down inside. When he pulled it out, he had something in it.

Pulling it up into the air a bit so that she could see, he showed her that it was a long lock of dirty blond hair. He twirled it in his fingers a bit, and then he delicately put it back inside and sat the flap down. His hand then went up to his lips, and he gave her a 'shh' sign. Then, with the grin beginning to twist his lips up once more, he turned away from her and punched a number into Quints cell lock, opening his door. From this point, Sayori would only be able to hear the two men interacting.

"I brought you a present little Quinton."

He continued to stare at the roof from his bed, not even giving the other man the time of day.

"Ah come on little Quinton, you're not even curious? You know, if you don't want it, I could always go pay a visit to your little jail bird over there. Perhaps she would appreciate my gift."

Quint finally looked over to the dark skinned man, met his eyes, then looked down to the box as he set it on the floor between them and stepped back

"What is it? That brain of yours you lost so long ago?"

"You're such a funny little boy, Quinton. No, I thought I would bring you something more personal. You're a fan of movies, are you not? You and your sister are always quoting them, after all."

He put his hands behind his back, and when he brought them out, he had a small blow torch. Instantly Quints eyes went wide and he got up off the bed, making his way over to the back wall.

"What the fuck do you want?" he said, trying not to let his voice shake too much. Just the sight of that small flame sent such a primal fear through him that it was difficult to think, let alone speak. Officer Limp Dick didn't answer, instead choosing to kick the box over to him.

"Open it."

Quint stared into those dark, soulless, eyes for almost a full minute before finally bending down on one knee and, very slowly, reaching out with both his hands. He started to pull both the flaps of the cardboard back, and then stopped, his hands shaking.

"No. No no, no."

He sounded broken. Tears started running down his face, and his voice went higher as a keening cry left his throat.

"Nooo...na-no! You fucking" he whimpered, his knees hitting the ground as he crumpled down.

Officer Limp Dick took a step back and then started laughing, his own voice going higher as well as he suddenly did a spot on impression of Brad Pitt.

"What's in the box?! Ah! What's in the box Quinton?! Look! Take another look Quinton, I saved it just for you!"

One of Quints tentacles suddenly came out and smacked the box away, sending it flying out of the still open door. The contents flew out, hit the wall across from their cells, and then smacked back and came to a stop in front of Sayoris.

What lay there, in front of her cell, was the head of a deceased zombie. Half of her face and head had been blown off, presumably by some force like a shotgun, but the other half that was still intact had been cleaned and made to look macabre beautiful. Fresh makeup had been applied, and the hair that was still attached had been washed and combed. Special attention had been drawn to the eye with the make-up, as if the officer wanted that to be the first thing that was noticed.

"Get out! GET OUT!"

"HAHA! WHAT'S IN THE BOX QUINTON?!"

"GET! OUT!"

Suddenly a part of the concrete wall separating their two rooms explodes into Sayoris cell, half of the wall coming down in a cascade of particles and crumbling ruin. Not a second later, Quint was blasted with the freezing air, and the officer quickly left and locked his cell door. Seeing as the damage hadn't affected the front of their cell, and in turn, what held them in, it could be dealt with at a later time. His boot steps carried him across the floor, and his laughing didn't stop until until the last door shut behind him.
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The big man let out a long sigh as he heard those words. A small part of him felt like he didn't really need the comfort, that he would be ok, but a much larger part of him screamed at him to just take it and let his soul rest. By the time that Vin heard Damiens voice, he had mostly collected himself, comforted by Sabastians soft words and gentle touches.

He didn't feel embarrassed that Damien had seen them sharing such an intimate moment, as it was a moment of sadness, but he didn't really know if he would have been embarrassed even if it was of a sexual nature. In any case, he simply gave Sabastians back a soft pat and started to withdraw.

"It's ok, I feel better" he said softly, then to he cleared his throat as Sabastian got off. He didn't immediately stand up from the log, still feeling a little unsteady, but he looked back over his shoulder and gave Damien a grin.

"He threw a redwood. Tossed it like throwing a stick for a dog."

 

[Poprockz]

A lock of blonde hair? What did it mean? Sayori looked a mix between terrified and puzzled as she saw the finger go to his lips, not knowing what he was doing, but not liking it one bit. From there, she listened to the conversation on the other side, her entire body tensed as she heard them go back and forth.

What was the officer threatening him with? Maybe it was something cold since the cold seemed to bother him immensely. She was worried about him, her heart beating quickly as it sounded like Quint was threatened into opening the box.

The way he responded was awful, and Sayori couldn't help but cringe. Her breath quickened and she started shaking again, the stress of the situation getting to her as she heard that freak's twisted laugh. She heard something get hit and before she knew it, the box hit the other cell and the head rolled out. It was a head. A head. Oh God, it was a human head. No, it wasn't human, it had a zombie eye like the two wondering around in their own cells.

She let out a horrified scream, no other reaction seeming to put her own feelings into words. The woman started crying hysterically, rocking back and forth on her bed as she couldn't stop looking at the head. This was all just too much. She was too shocked and panicked that she didn't even realize who the head belonged to.

Sayori yelped and shielded herself as the wall burst into her side, some of the rubble hitting her despite her hands over her face and head. None of the pieces of cement would injure her, but she was sure to have some painful welts later. A hysterical sob left her and she closed her eyes, holding her face in her hands as she rocked.

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Sabastian indeed got off Vin's lap, albeit very reluctantly. He wanted to wrap himself around him and never let go, but he knew that wasn't feasible. However, he settled for scooting close to Vin and resting his hand on Vin's thigh.

"He threw a redwood. Tossed it like throwing a stick for a dog."

Rolling his eyes, Damien then raised his eyebrow at Vin. "Mhm. I wasn't born yesterday, Vin. I'm not that gullible." There was a silence as he waited for them to laugh and admit the joke, but it never came. His face turned to one of disbelief and he looked back and forth between them.

"You're... you're not serious are you? Do you know how much redwoods weigh? That's... that's fucking impossible." Damien's eyes were wide, his face pale.

 

[Drobabes]

Sayoris wasn't the only one sobbing. On the other side of the giant hole that Quint had punched through the wall in his anger, he sat on the floor in a huddled ball. His tentacles were wrapped around him and holding him like a straitjacket, and his skin was all but blue from the cold air that had been blasted on him. The tears that had been spilling down his face froze on his cheeks in frosty trails, and his eyes were wide and horrified as he rocked himself back and forth.
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Vin watched Damiens face change from one of mild amusement to slow realization. He kind of wished, for Sabastians sake, that he had been joking.

"Well," he said, looking over to Sabastian.

"You want to show him?"

 

[Poprockz]

Sayori started to hyperventilate, the woman panicking even more as she struggled to breathe. Her vision started to become blurry, black dots appearing in her vision before she started to feel dizzy. Before she passed out, she wondered if she was going to die like this, sitting in a cell with a half-zombie man and a half-blasted zombie head out in the hall while a madman retreated through the halls.

Part of her oxygen-deprived brain thought that maybe this wasn't a bad way to go, the woman succumbing to her panic shortly after. Sayori slumped over on her bed, unconscious as her body forced her to breathe, even if her breaths were shallow at first.

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Sabastian shrugged and hopped off the log. "Sure," he said before walking over to another tree. The blonde ripped it up the same way and gave a little run before tossing it in the same direction as the previous tree.

Meanwhile, Damien watched with trepidation, then shock, then horror, then fascination. When Sabastian brushed off his hands and sat back down on the log, Damien simply stared at him for a moment as though wondering if he was hallucinating. "Did you... I... that was a..." His mouth suddenly felt very dry and he had to shut it, unable to finish his sentence.

With wide-eyes, he took a granola bar out of his pocket and started to chew it vigorously, as though he was trying to get some saliva back so he could express how utterly shocked he was. If Sabastian could toss a fucking tree like that, then how was he able to drive without crushing the steering wheel? Or any number of strength-related tasks.

Sabastian almost looked a bit proud of himself for making Damien speechless, a little smug smile on his face as his hand returned to Vin's thigh. He wanted to continue to snuggle with the man, but this would do for now. After all, it wasn't as though Vin was probably comfortable with him being super affectionate in front of Damien, and he knew that he himself would be a bit too shy to do it as well.

"Yes I did. Yes, that was a redwood. Honestly, I'm as shocked as anyone..." One of his tentacles reached over and grabbed two granola bars out of Damien's pocket, another appendage opening the wrapper on one and offering it to Vin.

 

[Drobabes]

How long had it been? It was difficult to tell, really, as they had switched the lights off for what seemed like just a short while, but when they switched them back on, Quint realized Sayori was still passed out. Someone had, mercifully, come to collect the head. He didn't think he would have been able to step over into her cell if the head was still laying there. Laying there, on the ground, that one eye staring at him. Into him.

He reached a hand out slowly, hearing her whimper. She had been going like this for what must have been five minutes by now, and while he usually wasn't one to wake someone from a nightmare, it seemed just a tad cruel that it had gone on for so long.

His hand gripped her shoulder gently, and he gave her a little shake.

"Sayori, Sayori wake up."
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Vin simply sat and watched, feeling a bit of that disbelief himself as he watched Sabastian once again simply rip a whole redwood tree up by the roots and just chuck it like it was nothing. When it was done, he looked back over his shoulder to watch Damiens reaction. He had to admit, it was pretty damn funny.

He let out a bark of a laugh as the tall man couldn't seem to find any words, instead just falling on eating that granola bar. When he was offered his own, he just shook his head.

"Naw, I'm good. Too sweet. So now the question becomes... How do you practice? Do you need to practice?"

His brown eyes looked down to Sabastian then, and then he got a bit of a sly grin on his face.

"Maybe we should piss you off a little bit so you have to learn to check your strength while you're under pressure."
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There was that noise again. This time it had been muffled cause she had her head under the water, but she could have swore she heard it again. Was Sabastian actually knocking goddamn trees over?

She pushed the water out of her face and brushed her hair back, then tried to take a look around. She didn't see anything out of place, but then again, they hadn't planned on training close to the lake.