Morning Coffee And Sweet Surprises (Closed to Poprockz)

The women in the other cell tried in vain to get Sayori's attention, but eventually, she gave up and simply went to sit with the man on their small cot. After that, it seemed as if the events of the day were through-the cells and halls becoming unusually quiet.
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"Mm, I am in awe of her beauty. But, if I had to make the choice, I would choose you every time."

He laughed a little after that, but he tried to keep it quiet as even that small movement caused countless ripples across the lakes surface. It's was beautiful in it's own right, but Vin wanted to enjoy that starry landscape for just a little but longer.

"Penny for your thoughts?" he whispers a few moments later. Vin could tell that Sabastian was still deep in thought from whatever he had seen out in those woods. Truth be told, he wasn't completely unaffected by it either. It was almost too easy to put an end to the changed humans now that they were thought of as "monsters", but they still had a face. They were still once human. One day, he was going to have to put one down that he had once known as a person...again...
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The hand in his hair applied a gentle pressure, squeezing him ever so slightly as he lavished her chest with attention. His tongue felt hot against her skin, and the way he licked and nipped made her mewl, her hips squirming underneath him as if demanding his attention.

"I...You're too good at thi-oh my god!"

As his talented mouth sucked and licked her pert little nipple, she shudders and thrusts her chest up towards him, a drawn out moan leaving her sweet lips as her back arches. Her free hand comes up to his shoulder and her nails dig into his skin, scratching with an almost animalist need. Too lost was she in the electrifying pleasure coursing through her, shooting straight down to her core, to notice that he was trying to get her shorts off.
 
Sayori fell asleep, satisfied with her painting and with a bit of hope tucked away to be kept safe within her.

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Sabastian let out a little chuckle of his own, finding it a bit cute how Vin's ripples were much bigger than his own. He was quiet as he watched the lake become still again, feeling a bit small when he gazed at just how many stars there were up there.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"To see so many beautiful stars... it just makes you wonder about how big the universe really is, you know?" He whispered back. He got the feeling that Vin was hinting at something else, perhaps having picked up on his earlier mood, but he didn't want to bother Vin with that right now. It wasn't Vin's burden to bear, and he didn't want to put any of that weight on that gentle man's shoulders. He didn't want to be a burden on him, nor did he want to be treated like he couldn't handle this shit. Sabastian was an adult- he should be able to handle it on his own, as long as Vin was there to hold him.

As the little blonde bobbed, he didn't offer any more input, lips sealed as he simply took in the gorgeous night sky.

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The way she dug her nails into his shoulder as he continued told him that she was really into what he was doing. Most women really liked having their breasts played with, but he didn't think he had ever enjoyed playing with a woman's body as much as he enjoyed playing with Cora's. Every little whimper and mewl fueled his lust for her, and it made everything so much more satisfying to know that she was his and only his. This fiery woman was giving herself to him freely because she loved and desired him, something he found to be so rare and arousing.

He came off her breast with a small pop and panted slightly, a devilish look in his eye. "What can I say? Perhaps I'm a natural. Or perhaps that lovely body of yours is simply delightfully responsive." Damien gave her nipple one last lick before he lent his other hand to the task of pulling down her shorts. With a bit of a shimmy, they were down her legs just before her knees. He made no move to pull them down further as he rather liked the idea of her legs being forced to stay somewhat together.

"Now..." The man reached up and took her hand from his shoulder, giving her fingers a long, teasing lick before continuing, "should I turn you around and fuck you, or did you just want to go to sleep? We'd just be laying here, my cock nestled between your thighs... Not an ounce of relief in sight... What do you want, Cora? Do you want my cock? What do you want me to do with it?" His voice was soft and silky as he tried to get a slutty admission from her. He wanted that sweet voice to beg for him.
 
"Mm" is all he answers with, simply enjoying holding the hansom blond against him.

This was different, he felt like. Not just the mood, but everything about this. He had been with quite a handful of people in his life-not a huge amount, but enough to know that he hadn't felt this level of attraction, nor comfort, towards someone in a long, long time. Even his wife, who he had been quite smitten with, hadn't made him feel this way. This...gravity. That's what it was like. It was like gravity, pulling him in towards the little man in his arms.

"Bastian..." he says as he squeezes him to his chest a bit.

"I think... I think I really like you a lot..."
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"...or did you just want to go to sleep?.."

She had started to shake her head no, her lips forming into even more of an exaggerated pout. No, she definitely did not want to go to sleep. Not now, not after he had just gotten her so worked up.

"What do you want, Cora? Do you want my cock? What do you want me to do with it?"

Her hips and legs had started squirming, trying to seek out some relief, or even just to be able to squeeze her own knees against his waist. However, with how he had moved her shorts down, she couldn't do much of anything except squirm beneath him, not even being able to tempt him into taking her with just her body language alone. She would have to answer him, then, even if she was slightly embarrassed to do so. Cora had said slutty things before, of course, but being asked so directly made her cheeks flush with embarrassment and her eyes look down at something that wasn't so intense as his direct gaze.

"Yes, please...I need it..."

She swallows hard and forces herself to look up into his gaze, her hand in his palm squeezing against him slightly as she pants and thrusts her chest up towards him with lust so strong it was bordering on painful.

"Please fuck me, please Damien. I need it. I need you."
 
Sabastian looked up at that little squeeze, giving a Vin a soft smile as he waited for him to say something. When he did say what he had on his mind, the blonde blushed deeply and couldn't help but feel really happy. His heart beat quickly with excitement at the idea that Vin was starting to really become taken with him. He hoped that eventually they would both be able to say they loved one another. He knew that Vin was someone extremely special to him, someone he even felt connected to in a way he had never felt before. The big man excited him, made him feel safe, and most importantly, made him feel intoxicated with everything he did.

If that was love, then he loved Vin to the depths of his soul. Part of him was afraid to say it though; what if Vin didn't feel the same yet? What if loving him ended up hurting them both? For now, he decided to simply be honest in his reply without going too far.

He had to giggle at the adorable way Vin looked a bit shy when he said it, but next moment he reached up and caressed Vin's face while looking at him affectionately, letting two appendages keep him floating in the water. "I really like you too, bad boy. You're simply too wonderful for your own good."

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He was pleased with how she had responded, looking as though she craved him so intensely that she simply couldn't hold still. Pulling her shorts down hadn't been intended to keep her from changing the pace, but he was glad they had. If she had put her legs around his hips, it would have been game over for him and he would have found his cock inside her a second later.

Her words sent a shiver through him, the woman saying exactly what he wanted to hear. She wanted his cock, wanted it bad enough to actually put that desire into words, to plead for it. What was more, she had used his weakness- his name on that talented tongue of hers. His gaze burned into her for a few moments, like a cat that was about to pounce, and pounce he did.

The man moved off of her just enough to move her body so that she faced away from him on her side, immediately scooting close behind her so that his back pressed against the smooth skin of hers. At this point he paused, taking a breath and reigning in his desire a bit. He wanted this to be a bit slower this time, as she had seemed to want. His hand slid down the curve of her ass before delving between her legs, quickly finding the wetness within. He spread her slick juices a bit, taking them and also rubbing them on his cock. Doing so made him shudder, loving the feeling of her aroused nectar on his throbbing meat.

With that, he guided his cock lightly down the crease of her ass until he found her pussy once more, his head easily slipping inside and soon pushing deeply into the woman. Since her thighs were together, his balls gently tapped the back of her thighs as he held himself there and groaned.

"Fuck... Now Cora... How do you want it? Fast and hard, soft and sweet, or maybe a bit of both? You'll have to pick soon or I may be tempted to take it out." There was absolutely no way he was going to stop now, but he wanted to elicit another response from her.
 
"I really like you too, bad boy."

He can't help but smile at that, his expression becoming much softer for a moment. It wasn't as easy for him to see Sabastian's face in the dark, so he couldn't quite get as good of a read on his mood. However, in that moment, Vin was very overcome with the emotions he was feeling for the little man. Vin wanted to tell Sabastian what was really going on inside his head, not just 'I like you'. He wanted to tell him that he loved him.

One of his hands come up to hold those soft fingers that were caressing him, and his lips part as he get's ready to lay his cards down on the table. However, just as he starts to let even a hair of a breath out of his mouth to talk, something touches his foot under the water.

For just a second, he freezes, his whole body becoming tense. Then, in the next instant, his expression completely changes to the most disturbed, creeped out, 'something might have literally just crawled up my ass', look that any a man might have ever had or ever would have.

"Shore. Let's go back to shore. Now."

He doesn't wait for Sabastian to answer, instead just putting his hand behind the small of his back and started to shuffle him forward and he quickly swims behind him, his breathing quickening as he tries not to let his brain imagine a haunting feeling of something else touching his foot.
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Although she didn't completely stop squirming, she did end up holding her breath after her little admission, watching as his own eyes simply held her with their steely gaze, making her heart pump even more quickly. When at last he made his move and shifted her to her side, it takes every last ounce of her self control not to simply start grinding back against him like the thirsty little slut she wanted to be. His hand touching the smooth skin of her ass helped quite a bit, her whimpering and shuffling coming to a stop so that she could hold her breath once again and focus on the feeling of his warm fingers sliding along her core to gather her juices.

His thick cock entering her heat felt absolutely divine, and a long drawn out moan leaves her plump lips, almost as in answer to his own "Fuck...". Indeed, fuck. She wanted him to simply fuck her until the sun came up, friends be damned.

"How do you want it?... You'll have to pick soon or I may be tempted to take it out..."

Her hips grind back against him as her hand reaches back to grip him somewhere, anywhere really, as long as she could feel more of him. She had such a fire for that tall, steely eyed man, and her hunger only seemed to grow the more she was around him.

"No, please don't," she whines, momentarily looking back over her shoulder with a pleading gaze.

"Hard, please. God, I need it so badly, you just feel too good..."

Her plush ass pushes back against his groin as she begs him, trying to seek her own pleasure out even if she has to do the grinding and humping herself.
 
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Being able to see perfectly on that bright night, he could see Vin’s expression become so tender, his brown eyes reflecting nothing but affection for him. It made Sabastian want to melt, and he hoped he would get many more of those looks in the coming years. The big man then looked as though he was about to say something, opening his mouth before a shiver went through him.

The little blonde blinked, wondering what had disturbed the big guy. He didn’t get a chance to ask though as he soon found himself being ushered away toward the shore as though they were in a hurry.

Sensing that Vin definitely didn’t want to be in the water anymore, he took Vin’s hand in his own and swam toward shore with a bit more power than Vin could have mustered, pulling him behind him like Vin’s own private little tugboat. He didn’t use too much speed as he didn’t want Vin flying behind him like a flag in the wind, but he did get them out of the water with slight urgency. He kept his level of power low enough so that it was almost like Vin was being pulled by a dolphin or something.

He hoped Vin would be okay with that. It wasn’t a secret now that Vin didn’t like to be manhandled, but maybe it was okay if he didn’t push it too far. Once they were near enough to shore to stand, he immediately let go of Vin’s hand and let him get up on his two feet.

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"Good choice," he replied, grinning at her compliment.

One of his hands reached up to gently brush her hair back so that her upward cheek and shoulder were exposed to him, the man leaning forward to kiss the crook of her neck. his other hand snaked around her stomach just above her hips, holding her snugly against him presumably so that he could hold her in place while he gave her what she so nicely asked for.

Her pussy was so hot and wet, courtesy of their foreplay. To be buried deeply within her had to be one of the best feelings in the world. The man took a deep breath and started to roll his hips at a moderate pace, letting his cock finally stir her up inside. He wasn't able to get quite as deep with this position, but he moved as close as possible so he could give her every inch he was able to give.

While she had said "hard," he didn't want to come out the gate pounding her like a wild animal. He wanted to work up to that just a bit. Still, he thought to himself that she likely was going to be happy as long as he started moving and didn't tease her by moving slowly. Sabastian and Vin had been gone a while, so he assumed it was only a matter of time until they came back. For that reason, he kept an ear out for their approach, his plan being to slow down a bit until they were asleep if they happened upon their little session.

"I love you for you, but I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't also infatuated with how perfect your hot little pussy is..." He panted against her neck, putting his mouth on it a moment later and sucking on it. When he finally popped off of her skin, there was a fresh hickey for his efforts.
 
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The little ride through the lake might have been fun if it weren't for the fact that as he was pulled, his foot not only touched another piece of something slimy, but straight up became entangled in a large chunk of plant matter. It gave him the willies so bad, feeling the way it was wrapped around and in between his toes. By the time that Sabastian let's him go he's already doing his best to learn to walk on one leg, his hand going down to rid his foot of the slimy seaweed as he hops out of the lake on his other.

Once he has it in his hands though, it isn't much better. He tries to keep up the big, tough man attitude, but he simply can't help the squeamish and disgusted look that crosses his face as he turns and throws the offending plant matter back into the lake.
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Cora had really forgotten how much alcohol could affect her sex drive, and how much better it could feel. As he started rocking his hips and pushing in and out of her wet channel, she starts to moan once more, pushing her own hips back against him to meet his thrusts. Why had she wanted to go slow before? This felt so good, every nerve in her body feeling as if it was on overdrive. She wanted it to last a bit, but at the same time, it simply felt too pleasurable not to chase after that blissful crescendo.

His lips on her neck, and then his words in her ear, sent a delicious little shiver up her spine and she has to bring her fingers up to her mouth and bite down on her knuckles to stop herself from crying out into the cool night air. She didn't mind if he gave her another hicky, either. Perhaps in the morning she would, but right now, it just made her want to feel those lips on her own and when he releases her sensitive skin, she turns to him, inviting him to redirect his kiss.
 
Instead of getting out of the water, he stands as Vin catches his attention, Sabastian's curious eyes following the man as he splashes around on one leg. He wasn't quite sure what Vin was doing until he saw him take the bit of lake-weed off his foot, chucking it into the lake as though it had been some kind of demon. It fell into the lake with an underwhelming plop, and all was quiet for a moment.

The next moment, Sabastian had to try his very hardest not to outright laugh at the man. He bit his lip, his face turning slightly pink from the effort as he quickly started to get out of the lake. If he didn't focus on something else, he was going to laugh so hard that he would fall back in and Vin would have to drag him out. He couldn't look Vin in the eye or he would lose it, the little blonde scurrying up the bank and speed-walking to his shoes in an effort to give himself a moment to calm down. That squeamish look on Vin's face was simultaneously the most adorable and hilarious thing he had seen in a long time.

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When she moved her face toward him, he looked up to see whether she was going to say something. Instead, he was met with her lewd face, her eyes obviously indicating that she wanted to taste his lips against hers. The haze of drunken pleasure on her lovely features made his cock twitch inside her, his desire for her growing even more just from looking at that enticing face.

Damien paused for a minute, simply drinking her in before he leaned forward and crushed his lips against hers. His hand around her hips squeezed her with need as he kissed her deeply, his hips started to move a bit faster, occasionally grinding to mix things up a bit before he picked back up. It felt like she was squeezing him, and maybe she truly was. All he knew was that she was so wet that he slid so easily in her, as though he was gliding across pure silk.

The man groaned into her mouth, unable to contain his hungry lust for her. He wanted to consume her until she was nothing but a mewling mess.
 
Now that the crisis had been averted, Vin let out a sigh of relief. He saw Sabastian walking quickly away from him, his body language seeming a bit odd to the big man until he realized he was probably try not to laugh. However, Vin wasn't really embarrassed Sabastian seeing him act in such a way. Perhaps maybe if Damien had seen him freak out like that he might have tried to pass it off, but with Sabastian, it was just sort of cute. Plus, he wanted to hear his laughter.

"Hey! It attacked me first, alright" he says, rolling his shoulders back and standing up a bit taller as he puffs his chest up just a small bit.
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He would soon get his wish, as as soon as his lips claimed hers, she closed her eyes and became lost in him. She met his stamina with her own, lewdly grinding back against him when he would pause to circle his hips, or squeeze her side with need. Her mouth was his for the taking, and though she actively participated in the dance, this time, she let him lead, knowing he could do it so well.

Her pussy begins to quake around his cock, seemingly growing tighter the more he worked her, and while she was partly trying to consciously tighten herself to pleasure him more, much of it was simply coming from an impending orgasm, sneaking up on her as she moaned hotly into his mouth and whined with need each time he would slow the pace of his hips.
 
The blonde man made the mistake of looking over his shoulder at Vin, seeing the man sopping wet with his chest puffed out as though he was acting all tough after getting the willies from seaweed. A little "pfff" broke free of his control and the laughter couldn't be held back afterward, the floodgates having been opened. Sabastian laughed hard, leaning back a bit before clutching his sides and bending over. His legs grew weak, the little man falling to his knees and slumping over onto his side.

"I'm sorry... It's... You just... you just fuckin' chucked it." He wheezed between laughs, curling up a bit until he was able to get it all out. Once his laughter died down a little, he wiped his eyes and sighed. "Whew! Shit..."

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He had to pull away from her every now and then just to get some air in his lungs, but if he had it his way, he would simply make out with the fiery woman until he passed out. Damien couldn't very well pleasure her if he was unconscious though, so he made sure to let them both breath from time to time. However, when he would get that precious air, he would immediately go back to her lips, desperately pressing his lips to hers and ravishing her tongue. Everything she made him feel was so intense, so different from the grey world he had known before. It was almost too much for him to bear.

"Cora..." he breathed in-between his passion-fueled kisses. God, her name was the only word that could describe how divine it felt to hold her and take her for himself. At this point, he wasn't even concerned about Sabastian and Vin, the two men completely forgotten as his mind was only focused on his current activities.

His other arm snaked under her armpit and across her chest, his hand coming to grip her shoulder as he held her to him tightly. The man's hips were now out of his control, slamming against her with need as she massaged him each time he plunged deep. Her plush ass cushioned his thrusts, his balls now slapping against the back of her thighs insistently. At that point, he had to pull away from her lips in order to pant and fuck her harder, panting and groaning as he felt himself nearing his own peak. He'd be damned if he was going to cum before her this time, wanting her to squeeze her so deliciously as he claimed her hot tunnel once again.
 
Delvin walks over to Sabastian's side, watching with a toothy grin as the little man falls to the ground, not being able to contain his mirth. He let's himself plop down beside him, his ass sitting quite comfortably in the sand.

"You like that, huh?"

It was only fair, really. He had laughed uproariously when Sabastian went cannon-balling out of the water earlier, and now the little man got to see Vin almost have a heart attack as well.
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She could barely breath with the way he was kissing her, but she didn't dare pull away. Every deep thrust stroked her hot canal and made her all but lose her mind, her moans becoming louder and more animalistic.

With her name on his lips and that sudden surge of speed, she found herself overtaken with white hot pleasure, the feelings in her core reaching a peak until suddenly she went crashing over the edge. Only then did she turn away from him, but only so far as to grab and hold onto her arm, wrapped so snugly around her chest. Her fingers dig into his bicep, and as her pussy begins to spasm and clench him, she cries out his name.
 
"Yeah it was-" He met Vin's eyes again and broke into another laugh, moving with wobbly movements as he got onto his knees and crawled across Vin's lap. The little man simply let himself drape over the man's strong legs with his stomach facing down, wanting to feel his warmth as he let it all out. It was soothing, being able to laugh and joke with Vin. It made him feel like he was just another man, no zombie tentacles included. When they were like this, it was just Vin and Sabastian together, two lovers under the moonlight.

"Whoo... Yeah. I thought that was a bit funny. At least you sent it back to hell where it belongs," he sighed with satisfaction and played with some sand, making a little mound. "It's good to know that you're not completely bad to the bone. Otherwise, I might have trouble keeping up."

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Once again, he heard her voice crying out her bliss with his name on her lips. He only continued to thrust, pounding her pussy through her orgasm to keep it strong throughout her throes of pleasure until she came down. At the peak of his thrusts, he shuddered and held himself inside, letting loose a torrent of thick cream into her depths. His arms squeezed her to him almost painfully, a bit of his self-control having been lost somewhere along the way. There was just something about her that unraveled him and caused him to lose his steel grip on his body and emotions.

The man panted and relaxed, enjoying the feeling of simply holding her and being inside her in their post-orgasmic bliss. His body was spooning hers, holding her as though he was almost afraid that she might leave him and run off into the woods to seek the love of someone else more suitable to be her lover. He knew he was capable when it came to sex, but he hoped to God that there was never a day where she doubted that he loved her deeply.
 
The sound of his laughter filled him with warmth, and those feelings that had been momentarily interrupted out on the lake came crashing back with force. However, now Vin was feeling just a bit timid, having lost his earlier nerve. He still wanted to say it, to put his feelings out there and pray that Sabastian felt the same way, but he thought to himself that he would like to wait for a more appropriate time.

His big hand lays down over his small form, rubbing his shoulder gently and enjoying the little mans weight on his lap. Of course, he can't help but let his hand roam a little further south, caressing that plush little ass and remembering how good it had felt to have it wrapped so tightly around his cock.

"It's good to know that you're not completely bad to the bone. Otherwise, I might have trouble keeping up."

He gave a hard laugh at that, moving his hand up to the small of Sabastian's back as his shoulders shook for a moment.

"Well, let's keep this one between us. I can't have my reputation getting ruined" he says playfully. He wasn't in any hurry to get back, but also figured that they might be wondering were they were by now, with it getting on into the night. It was also starting to get pretty chilly, and even though the lake had felt nice, they were both now pretty wet. It was about time the crawled under their sleeping bags and got some good rest.
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Cora absolutely melted as she felt him lose his self control. There was just something about it that was absolutely erotic to her, and she enjoyed it almost more than the orgasms themselves.

When at last they were both able to catch their breaths a bit, and he had shifted to pull out of her, she turns herself around in his arms to that she can snuggle against his chest for a moment and plant small kisses along his collarbone and neck. Each little kiss she gives him is tender and soft, like little thank you's for making her feel so good. Those little quiet moments between them, after the bliss of both having shared in such pleasures, was so comforting to her. It was in those little moments that she truly felt safe, simply laying there in his arms where she felt like nothing in the world could harm her.

"Mm..." she mumbles sleepily, completely content to lay there for just a little longer.

"I should probably go wash up a little. You have made an absolute mess of me" she giggles, letting her hands slide down from his side so that she can try and shimmy her shorts back up. Once she has them on, she starts to scoot out from under the blanket, shivering at the cold. She didn't even think that the lake might be warm, so she really wasn't looking forward to splashing that cold water on herself. But, she also didn't want to smell, nor sleep with the stickiness now coating her thighs and crack. It was just uncomfortable, really.

She took a moment to cover herself better after standing up, pulling her bra back down and putting her shirt on. Her hair she simply runs her fingers through to straighten it out a bit, and then she twirls it and pulls it down over one shoulder. Before she heads to the lake, she grabs the extra shirt that she had brought out earlier, having intended to use it as a pillow, and dips it into the water to get it wet. She wasn't sure if Damien wanted to clean up as well, so she brought him back the wet cloth just encase.

A short while later she heard footsteps coming their way and then heard the laughter from Vin as they approached. It had been a fun and relaxing day, but she was just as ready for bed as everyone else. As she crawls under the sleeping, not being able to keep a little shiver from running up her back, she looks to her steely eyed man with affection and whispers a quiet little, "I love you".
 
Those little kisses felt so good, each of them like a butterfly's kiss upon his skin. He loved snuggling with her, feeling her there with him. Having not had much physical contact until he was 18 and even then having it only be sexual, he was in heaven every time they simply expressed their love for one another through little touches and kisses. He almost pouted as she expressed a need to leave and get cleaned up, the man having half a mind to simply hold her there until she gave up and fell asleep. She had a point though, Sabastian was sure to smell it, and it couldn't feel super good for her to sleep with cum smeared all over her stomach and legs.

He sighed as he watched her go, saying softly, "hurry back..." after her. His steely eyes watched her, impatiently awaiting when he would be allowed to cuddle her again.

When she finally did come back, he used the wet cloth to clean up himself a bit before climbing back into bed with her, wrapping his arms around her once more. "I love you too... So much." He gave her a squeeze before burying his face in her neck, slumber soon drawing near.

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Sabastian had held Vin's hand all the way back to camp, leaning on the big man as they went. When they had arrived back to camp, he looked at their two sleeping bags before kneeling down and unzipping both of them. He zipped them both together to form a bigger sleeping bag and then turned to Vin with a bit of a blush. The little man got into the sleeping bag and scooted to the end, leaving ample room for Vin to come in and lay down behind him.

He glanced at Vin and looked away, obviously intending for Vin to come sleep with him. While it might be a bit embarrassing to wake up and have Cora and Damien see him asleep in Vin's arms, he really wanted to feel that warm chest against his back, or to wake up and be cuddled against his firm body. That night they had spent in the basement had felt so right, and he had slept so well with Vin there to chase away most of the nightmares.

When Vin finally came in, he smiled and closed his eyes, content to simply sleep under the stars with his bear-of-a-lover.

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Being a light sleeper, Damien smiled to himself when he heard the two of them get into bed together. He hoped that their relationship would blossom just like his own and Cora's, and he looked forward to Cora possibly letting out a little "squee!" the next morning.

When the sun finally did come up, Damien was the first to awaken. He yawned and smiled at Cora, tucking a bit of her hair behind her ear. She was so beautiful no matter what she was doing.

Getting up carefully, he decided that he needed to empty the tank, so to speak. The man wandered a bit away from camp, unzipping his pants and leaning against a tree as he did his business. Currently the only thing on his mind was what he was going to make them all for breakfast. However, he soon squinted as light flashed into his eyes almost painfully. It was eerily reminiscent of when he was making breakfast the other day.

Finishing and zipping up, he moved carefully toward the direction of the flash, wondering whether he had imagined it, or whether the person who had watched them was going to make themselves known.
 
Just as before, there was no living person to be seen. As soon as Damien had noticed the light, and which direction it had come from, it had disappeared as if it had never been there in the first place.

It would be a few more steps, some distance away from where he had been, before he found anything of interest. Hanging from a branch with a bit of red velvet ribbon holding it up, as if it were a present, was another tape and note. Although, this time the note was written on top of a sealed envelope.

Listen to the tape first, or else.

When at last Damien does listen to the recording, Sayori's sweet, innocent, and pained voice would ring out into the chilled morning air. Damien would then find a few pictures inside the envelope. The first one would be of Sabastian and Vin, a shot taken from when Vin had been carrying the little blond to the lakes edge and getting ready to toss him in, and directly behind that one, there was a picture of Cora.

This picture was more special, as it had been cut into the shape of a heart to frame her peaceful expression as she laid her head back in the water, simply enjoying the break from the heat and being completely unaware to the danger she was in.

Only one other thing fell from the envelope-another note, on a small square of black art paper.

I look forward to meeting you, Damien.
 
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Usually, if Damien had heard someone say “do something, or else.” He would have found it bossy at best or childish at worst. However, he knew that this particular letter was to be taken seriously. There was no telling what the deranged force behind it was going to do. For that reason, he took the letter and cassette and headed off to the car so he could listen to it. He had to dig a bit, but eventually found the cassette player, opening it and popping in the tape.

"You...ah! broke the- the rules. Ngh... Do you want...” the sounds of grunting and a broken sob could be heard for a moment. “Do you want to risk breaking another?"

His eyes widened- he knew that voice. What was her name? “Sayori...” he whispered, shocked at what he had heard and what it implied. Whoever it was had captured Sayori and was doing awful things to her by the sounds she was making. How had that come about? Why were they going to such lengths to threaten him? What was it about Sam and the roofie guy that had set the military’s eyes on him. Many thoughts ran through his mind as he stood there for a moment.

It disgusted him that they were fucking Sayori to the point where she sounded like she was broken and in pain. He had taken her, yes, but he had always been gentle to that sweet little woman. When she sobbed and begged him not to take her ass, her face had simply been so terrified that he couldn’t bring himself to take her that way.

It seemed as though they were punishing her for him talking to Vin and disobeying the first note, but how the hell did they know he had spilt the beans?

He opened the envelope and took out the pictures, his heart almost stopping when he saw that whoever it was had eyes on them was definitely following them and likely watching at all times. That heart shaped cut on Cora’s picture was definitely a threat, letting him know that non-compliance would likely result in an attack on her. He simply couldn’t let that happen.

The man was about to hide everything when he noticed that there was still a black paper in there. Taking it out, he read the writing and rubbed the back of his neck with pursed lips. It was no surprise that they knew his name, likely from Sayori, or even Tommy having casually mentioned it. But the fact that someone in particular was going to approach him filled him with apprehension.

Why him? Was Vin secretly getting these notes too? It didn’t make sense for Damien to be the only one targeted since Vin had been there that night too... There were too many questions and no answers to be found, the man finding himself deeply disturbed. He sighed and hid the items deeply into the bottom of his pack, grabbing some food and his pan so that he could make them breakfast. The man then walked back to camp, dread settling in his stomach.
 
Vin had woken up a short time after Damien, although he missed the taller mans nervous body language as he had gone off in an opposite direction to take care of his own business. Now he was just enjoying the quiet early morning atmosphere, standing next to the lake shore and smoking a cigarette.

Cora meanwhile hasn't even budged. She lays in blissful peace under the warmth of the blanket, although now she was sporting a lovely zombie snake, which had came seeking warmth and was now curled over her shoulders and partway over her face. His own little face is pushed down under the blanket to hide his little eyes from the morning light.
 
Sabastian was currently having a very odd dream. In the dream it was completely dark, save for a single pair of violet eyes. They watched him, and he got the disgusting feeling that they were trying to comb through his mind, access his memories, his thoughts, everything. He was trying to shut the doors of his mind, though it felt as though every time he closed one, the entity would try to slip through another.

"Let me in..." a voice purred. Or perhaps it wasn't a voice as much as it was a thought, though while it was heard in his mind, it certainly wasn't his own thought.

"NO," was his reply, struggling to keep it out. His fear only grew as it started becoming faster and faster at their little game. "Stay out!"

Sabastian's eyes snapped open, the first thing he saw being Damien bending over him with a concerned expression. The man's hand was on his shoulder as the blonde's panicked breathing started to slow.

"You okay there? You were starting to squirm a little and you had a bit of a scared look on your face."

"Yeah..." Sabastian replied, that feeling of being watched having been pulled away. Still, it was a disturbing dream, especially since it had felt so real. He shook his head and sighed, suddenly wanting very much to get a hug from Vin. "It was a nightmare. Thanks for waking me up."

Damien nodded; he had been passing by the blonde with his cooking supplies when he noticed his restless sleep. He wondered what it was like to have a nightmare, though he got the feeling that he wouldn't want to find out. The man patted Sabastian's shoulder before moving over to where they had the fire, staring at the wood and trying to remember how Vin had lit it. He was trying to focus on his task of setting up breakfast as a way to give himself time to calm down and orientate himself.

Sabastian watched him leave, glancing over at the sleeping Cora as well and smiling. He could see the little snake poking out of her bag, wrapped around the woman's warmth. The sight of them both laying there so peacefully calmed him down considerably, reinforcing the fact that it had only been a bad dream. With that settled, he looked around for Vin, wondering if he had gone to take a leak.

However, he soon saw Vin over by the shore, the smell of smoke strong in Sabastian's nose. He really wished Vin wouldn't smoke since it wasn't good for him, but this was the apocalypse- it wasn't as though he would ever be a regular smoker with the supply running out. Besides, he didn't want to be the kind of boyfriend who nagged him too much.

Getting up, he stretched and yawned, walking into the forest to relieve himself before coming back and leaning against a tree near Vin. The subtle glow of the cigarette's embers kept him away, otherwise he might have hugged Vin from the back.

"Good morning, mister... Having a pre-breakfast snack, are we?"
 
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The lake was far enough away from their campsite that their some what soft voices didn't carry across to where Vin was. If he had heard Sabastian struggling in his sleep, he would have been more than happy to wake him up. As it were, though, he was having a bit of his own troubles.

He wondered how his sister was doing, and if she had been able to get a hold of Conny or find old Billy. He knew she was far enough out in the wilderness and had good supply of guns, but the worry was still there nonetheless. He didn't have a phone now-not that she had ever kept one in her house, but at least before he could have rang up Billy and asked if she had come into the shop recently. And on top of all that, he was just wondering about other friends as well. He knew a lot of people, which meant there was a lot of chances of losing one of them. It was a reality that he had to accept, but it didn't make it any easier.

So lost in thought was he that he didn't even hear Sabastian come up until he said something. He looks over suddenly, a bit of a guilty smile coming to his face, and then he bends down to smush the end of the cigarette out in the sand.

"Could call it that" he says, giving him a soft smile as he stands back up and makes his way over to him. He reaches above Sabastian's head and plucks a few fresh pine needles to chew on.

"Morning hansom" he says, laying his hand on his back.
 
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"Mm," Sabastian hummed in acknowledgement of the greeting. Why did he get the feeling that something was bothering Vin? The blonde leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Vin's torso, closing his eyes and resting his face sideways against his chest. The smoke smell was starting to be drowned out by the smell of pine, and he wondered at what point in Vin's life had he gotten the thought to simply chew on pine needles as a breath freshener. It probably didn't taste so good though, he thought to himself.

Though, he turned his face toward Vin's chest, breathing in the man's personal smell as he nuzzled him gently. After a nightmare like that, it was comforting to be able to breath in Vin's scent again; it seemed to clear his head and fill him with a sense of ease.

Returning to its side-ways position against the man, he sighed and smiled. "I feel a bit like a creep, just fucking smelling you all the time, but I swear to god if I could bottle you up I fucking would." He sighed once more and looked up at Vin, resting his chin against him. "Penny for your thoughts?" Those crystal eyes searched him, wondering if Vin was in need of a little comfort as well.

Meanwhile, Damien had jumped away from the fire after accidentally adding way too many cattails and having the fire flare up. It did calm down fairly quickly though, so he was able to finally get down to cooking once more. They still had a few somewhat fresh supplies, so he decided to make a scramble. It would be eggs, black olives, canned green chilies, and mushrooms, though he cut the mushrooms large enough for Sabastian to avoid them again. However, before he did so, he boiled some water so he could make some instant coffee, The smell of it soon wafting up from the medium pot he had.
 
Vin hugged him back, his hand weaving through that soft blond hair almost absentmindedly as his eyes roamed back out over the lake once more. When Sabastian started smelling him, he just smiles with affection and hugs him a bit tighter.

"Naw, your not being creepy. People usually smell pretty good unless they have bad hygiene habits. Most people in relationships like the smell of their partner."

He let out a big yawn then, still trying to wake up a bit, and he was rubbing the tears from his eyes as he heard him ask what was on his mind. Looking down at those beautiful jewel eyes, he lets out a little sigh.

"Just wondering how everyone is doing. I had a lot of friends; it's almost a guarantee that I lost at least one by now. I'm just trying to mentally ready myself for any news that might come my way, you know? And at some point I'm going to need to travel back and check on my sister. I can't just call into town like I used to. Not that I'm all that worried about her, but things happen..."

A worried expression starts to settle over his face, making him knit his brows a bit, and the hand that had been absently petting his soft locks moves down to his shoulder. His chocolate brown eyes stare out across the lake, almost as if he is expecting it, at any moment, to show him a mirror image of what was happening in the rest of the world.
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Cora was still deep in sleep, not even have moved a single muscle since Damien left the blanket.
 
Sabastian gave him a little nod at his comment about smells and partners, and he wondered if Vin liked Sabastian's smell. The little locket he wore swung just a little as he shifted and a thought hit him- what if he put a piece of Vin's clothes in there so that he could smell him whenever he needed to? Now wasn't the time to ask about it, but he tucked that thought in for later, excited at the prospect of having a good alternative to a picture.

Vin's words about losing his friends made Sabastian feel bad for the big guy. While Sabastian hadn't had as many friends as Vin, several of his had been able to make it out and were hopefully safe somewhere out there. The fact that Vin had so many more to mourn was a depressing idea, and he couldn't help but feel bad for him. Sometimes it seemed like nothing could knock that goofy grin off Vin's face, but he was just as sensitive as anyone when it came to those he loved.

Especially his sister. In their earlier conversations, he had seemed to indicate that he knew his sister was fine. Even now he denied being more than a little concerned about her safety but Sabastian got the feeling that he was secretly very worried about her.

He felt a bit conflicted. On one hand, he wanted to follow Vin wherever he went, making sure that Vin was kept safe as he visited his sister. On the other... he had grown attached to Cora, and was fond of Damien too, the two of them having become friends with him even over such a short time. Maybe if it was just a trip and they were coming back, maybe then he would be able to go with Vin to see her.

"I would come with you to check up on her. We could keep each other safe and make sure she was too." His eyes continued to earnestly look up at Vin, the man then pausing and hiding his face against Vin's chest. He was afraid that in retrospect, that might have been a bit forward, so he backpeddled a little. "I mean, if you want to take me, anyway. I'm not saying that you need my protection or anything..."

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Now that the coffee had been boiled, he took the lid off a can of crema, hoping it would make the coffee less disgusting and bitter. Damien started on breakfast, staring into the pan with a neutral expression. He wanted to tell Vin, to warn him that they were being watched more closely than they had thought, but he didn't want anything terrible to continue to happen to Sayori, or worse, something happen to Cora.
 
A little smile had started to wipe the worry away, but when Sabastian suddenly buried his face into his hard chest, it turned to a look of confusion. After he heard what he said, though, his chest rumbles with a soft little laugh and he wraps both his arms around him.

"I would like that. Travelling by yourself get's pretty lonely. Especially on those cold nights."

There it was, that big easy going cocky attitude and big toothy grin. Despite the worries, Vin knew there really wasn't much he could do about any of it, at least not at the moment. Even if they had reached their final destination and he could come back after knowing where they would all be, there was no way in hell he would travel back right now. Not with someone following them. It would be taking an unnecessary risk and putting his sister in harms way.

"Let's go gather up our gear and get it packed. Don't want to be doing that in the heat."
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Cora suddenly let's loose with a little sneeze. For a moment after that, she is quiet, and then...

"Achoo!... Achoo! Achoo!"

She let's loose with three more good ones, and at the end of the last one she just groans loudly and pulls the blanket over herself and Bowie, trying in vain to go back to sleep.
 
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Sabastian looked up happily after hearing that Vin would want to take him, his own beaming smile meeting Vin's goofy one. He would definitely be happy keeping Vin warm on those chilly nights. If his sister was well, he hoped she would like him. He seemed to hold her in very high regard, so if she didn't approve of the little blonde, it would make things difficult for Vin later on. Who would be with someone that their own sister didn't like?

"Let's go gather up our gear and get it packed. Don't want to be doing that in the heat."

"Alright, stud. Let's go."

He smiled and took Vin's hand, leading him back toward the camp. There was something so nice about holding the big man's hand. Not only was it big and warm, but it also reminded him of when that same hand was caressing him all over.

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The little sneezes from Cora made Damien look up. He smiled to himself, stirring the scramble and setting the pan on some stones near the fire. Getting up, he took the instant coffee, poured two cups, mixed some of the crema into them, then came over to the sleeping bag and sat nearby. He rested the cups on the ground nearby and reached out, resting his hands out to massage her shoulders a bit.

"I have coffee for you if you want something hot and comforting..."
 
His smile turned ear to ear as the little man called him 'stud'. Those little nicknames that he liked to throw at him just tickled his pride and made him feel a flush of affection. He wanted to make some kind of innuendo about it, but he couldn't think of anything good enough before they reached camp.

With an easy smile on his face, he starts pitching in to do the clean-up and getting their stuff put away properly in the car. That sun was coming up fast, and he thought to himself that unless they were going to stick around to go swimming again, then they probably would all be loading up in the air-conditioned comfort of the car here real soon.
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A bit slowly, she pulls the blanket down just far enough so that she can see him, but it's still covering her nose. Her hair is a bit tussled from sleeping so soundly, and her eyes are just a little puffy.

"...if you want something hot and comforting..."

"Mm, hot and comforting...like you? Achoo!"

Her eyes squeeze shut and her whole body jerks as she pulls the blanket over her face, not wanting to sneeze directly on him.

"Nnng...I don't feel good. No more booze for me..."

Bowie, after also having failed to fall asleep, pokes his little head out of the blanket and flicks his tongue at Damien slowly. He then turns his gaze to Cora and flicks it at her forehead, seemingly trying to get her to come out of the covers.
 
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