anything but my underwear. Anyone who
ever had to be up in a hurry knew better than to go naked to bed. Always
be prepared was my motto. Sure would look funny to be running out of the
barracks and looking over to see a friend’s dick swinging. The pants were
entirely for Ember's benefit. I didn't want her getting upset with being
in bed with me practically naked.
Grabbing my boots, I shoved my .45 into the left one before
opening the door. I turned out the light, and walked quietly to the
bed. There she was again. In the exact same position. Placing
my boots and gun next to the bed for easy access, I stared down at her sleeping
form. I couldn’t make much out other than her silhouette, but what I
could see took my breath away.
I contemplated how to sleep around her since she was in the
middle of the bed, but just decided to get in and shove her over some. Well,
maybe not shove.
I eased down beside her and moved her carefully over to the
other side of the bed. I laid there stiffly for five or so minutes before
finally relaxing enough to reach for the covers. I pulled them over both
of us and placed my arms behind my head.
I was nearly asleep when I felt her creeping towards
me. I don't think she was awake because she was making the funniest
noises. They were somewhere in between whimpers and moans. It
didn't take her long before she was straddling me with her head tucked
underneath my chin. I left my arms right where they were. This was
going to be a long night. At least the noises stopped when she finally
settled.
Ember
If I didn't have to piss like a racehorse, I would never
move. I was so very comfortable. I knew exactly where I was, too.
Cracking an eye open, I searched the area for a
clock. Finally spying it projecting onto the wall across the room, I
focused on it until my eyes cleared of some of the bleariness. Ten till
four.
Good. I had a reason to come back to bed.
I gently eased off my Gabe bed, and shuffled stiffly to the
bathroom. I didn't bother closing the door, because I honestly didn't
have the gumption to do anything more than walk straight to the bathroom.
Since I was already up, I popped a pain pill and drank it
down with water from the sink. I hope that it kicked in soon because my
back was throbbing. With each step I took, tiny sparks of pain would
shoot down the length of the cut, and I had to grit my teeth to keep from
whimpering.
It took me a few pain-filled minutes, but I was shuffling
back to the bed in no time. I contemplated walking around the bed but
decided I just might die if I had to walk any further, so I went to the same
side where Gabe still was.
I crawled back onto the bed and went back to the same exact
position I’d just left. Straddling Gabe with my head tucked under his
chin. I wasn't sure if he was awake or not, but didn't want to take
anything for granted. I was going to lay on Gabe, because this was the
one time I could do it and actually have an excuse.
All the tension left my body, and I fell into a deep sleep
once again.
Gabe
She is seriously trying to kill me.
I honestly thought it couldn't get any worse. However,
I was mistaken. I’ve spent the last five hours in a light doze, waking
every time she moved slightly. At least earlier, her crotch rested over
my belly.
This time her crotch was nestled snugly against mine.
It took absolutely everything I had to keep my cock from going rock hard.
I thought about the smell of rotting flesh, the sight of a
gunshot wound, gray matter leaking out of a blown apart head, and everything
else truly disgusting to keep my mind from the party that wanted to happen
below my belt.
Fuck me.
I've thought about this for nearly a year. Every time
I saw her. If she was in the room, I could pound nails with my dick.
Not that I was good enough for her. I knew that and
she knew that.
My