QUICK NOTICE: This chapter is the first of three character development chapters. I am not a big fan of action scenes, and they drained me badly the past few chapters, so I am doing some good old drama for my own sanity's sake, you know, the stuff I am good at. Also, some steamy scenes coming up *wink wink*!
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With every droplet sliding down the cold ceramic wall, gliding along its square patterns, and drifting into the whirlpool beneath, Adam felt his myriad heavy thoughts and worries flow down the drain of oblivion.
Stress washed off his soul, along with the dirt and dead skin from his fatigued body, leaving him free from worries and germs that would weigh him down. He raised his head and let the cold water wash over his scalp and facial hair; his hair was almost shoulder-length, and his beard so overgrown that he could pass his fingertips through its thicket.
He scrubbed and scraped, but without proper soaps or cleansers, the oily layer of survival refused to wash off his skin. That was all about to change, however, as a pair of footsteps sounded on the wet floor beside him.
He felt her steps but barely turned, watching her through the reflection on the ceramic as she put something in the sink to the side before walking closer to him.
Then he felt "them."
A pair of the softest things ever known to man, sticking to his back as her arms wrapped around his sides, crossed to his front, hugging him tightly, feeling his skin, his chest, and sliding down to his groin. Her head rested on his back, a few hair strands loosening with the flow of water. She smiled as she ventured further south.
"Ay, look at that naughty fella." She said, releasing her tension around him.
"He sure is happy to see you." Adam smiled at her actions.
"Shhh… he's telling me things." Megan wrapped her fingers around his piece.
"This witchcraft again? We agreed you don't do that." Adam tensed up the moment she reached for his groin.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk… poor thing." Megan smiled cheekily, "He's telling me you've been busting nuts on a daily basis."
"You think I'd survive this long if I did so?" Adam shook his head and turned to her slowly, gently looking over her body and inhaling her scent as they drew closer to one another. She still didn't let go of him down there, biting her lower lip with a naughty smile.
She had always been his heroin, his addiction, his whisky, and bourbon. She stood at a similar height to him, tall for a girl, well-endowed from every angle. She gathered her hair above her head, revealing the long neck he always loved to get close to and leave a few kisses on. His gaze then traveled down to her well-defined shoulders and collarbones, and further down to her wide bosom, which carried her hefty breasts beneath.
"Just as good as I remember them." He said, drawing closer to where he found his most serene thoughts.
"They are the best, eh?" She wrapped her arms around his neck, slowly pulling him closer.
"The hell would I know? All my life, I've never known any other pair of chesticles."
"Atta boy!"
Megan continued to pull Adam towards his place of Eternal Peace, but right at the threshold, she stopped him, asking:
"What about that sergeant blondie?"
"Elena?" Adam asked with a neutral expression before shrugging, "She's with Kave."
Megan widened her eyes, taken aback by the news.
"Kavie got himself a girl? A blondie no less? Is she a geek, or like that bitch Kristy?"
"Are you going to leave me standing here, or invite me in first?"
"Aw, sorry, Addie. Come to mommy."
Their passion deepened; their embrace and entanglement of flesh, limbs, and bodily fluids took them from one wall to another, then down to the wet floor, only to retreat to the nearby pieces of furniture.
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Away from Adam and Megan's tumultuous romance, Kave was getting undressed in a small cabin that had been used by one of the departed students and was now repurposed to accommodate the strategic allies of the camp.
Once settled in the cabin, Kave started undressing while looking at his face in the mirror—still skin and bone—but somewhat better than when he had been found ten days ago. He was still petite compared to others, but his hair, which he had buzzed, was starting to grow back haphazardly.
He would need a trim soon, but other than that, he needed to hurry up and undress faster.
Yet just as he was doing so, the door to his cabin opened and someone walked in while he was butt naked. He freaked out at first and covered his front, but the person who came in wasn't even apologizing or excusing themselves. From the look in her eyes and her growing smile, she was here at just the right moment.
"Excuse me…"
Kave wanted to protest her invasion of his privacy, but before he could say a thing, she reached for her shirt and tugged it off in one quick motion with a single arm over the opposite shoulder. Beneath it, there was no bra or any extra layer. She had practiced this move, prepared for it, and executed it perfectly.
"Just so you know, I promised you a tit, and I am a girl of my word."
Candice stood topless against Kave, who was utterly confused by her bold advance. She walked two steps towards him, but the tight space allowed no more room to maneuver, and so Kave fell onto the bed behind him, with only a shirt covering his groin.
"That's a lot more than just a tit," Kave said while Candice climbed the bed over him with a single knee.
"What are you talking about?" Candice tilted her head, pointing to the center of her cleavage, right between her breasts, "That's a tit right there."
Kave frowned at her sudden action and took a closer look with narrowed eyes. Even though the room was dimly lit, he could still spot a bird tattoo right where she pointed, and a stupefied smile hung on his face.
"That's a nice tit, indeed. But now there are three of them, why?" Kave was still hesitant.
"The more the merrier, right? And you can't really blame a girl for feeling a little lonely, eh?"
Candice continued to approach him with unholy intent, emitting the warmth of her aroused skin, but the moment she approached him close enough to feel each other's heated breath, a sudden voice rang through the closed space.
"It is not nice for a girl to be lonely."
The voice startled Candice enough for her to jump off Kave and look at the corner of the room where the voice came from. It was a corner she neither felt a presence from nor expected anyone to be. She immediately hid her supple breasts with one arm, causing them to squeeze softly.
"The hell!" Candice exclaimed the moment she saw a third person in their room.
On the other side of the room, a woman sat on a salvaged lounge chair, wearing just a little to cover herself. She was blonde and beautiful, like a sports model, her defined muscles exposed by her unbuttoned shirt. The shirt revealed the sexy line of her neck, down to her braless bosom, her breasts still partially hidden beneath the fabric. Her abs were exposed down to her black panties, over which she wore no pants.
The woman seemed busy with something; a screwdriver was stabbed into her left mechanical arm, but she was just finishing as she put it aside, stepped out of the shadows, and tested the temporary fixes she had applied to her arm, before looking at Candice with a mean smile:
"That's my bitch you're feeling lonely around," Elena spoke, pointing at Kave with her mechanical index finger.
"You're the alien lady that…" Candice was about to say something, but she swallowed her words the moment Kave gently tugged her.
"She doesn't like the word alien." He said with a hint of concern.
"Lady?" Elena, however, didn't seem to appreciate the other trait attributed to her, "I'm 30 standard years old."
Candice frowned at the mention of "standard years" but shrugged, "You look quite… strong for your age?"
"You think?" Elena asked, dropping her shirt to the ground, putting her left foot on the bed with vigor right between Kave's legs, while flexing her muscles, "I feel quite lacking lately, but it's nice to be appreciated." She then turned to Candice and eyed her features closely, "I can appreciate you back if you let me."
Candice heard these words and then turned her eyes to Kave, who was mostly smitten by Elena as she leaned over him, her knee pressing against his groin. Candice hesitated, swallowed, but slowly dropped her guard and slid right beside Kave.
"I stand by my words, the more the merrier." Candice smiled with her breath heavier than before, heart pounding against her ribs, unable to contain her excitement from the situation she found herself in.
Elena lowered her body with the hungry look of a fox, eyeing the two young chicks while hovering over them, her arms spread out, resting them around her lovers.
"A good soldier never says no to double rations!"
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