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Bill
I led Zion down the stairs to the lower level of the house. I knew that she would be impressed with this and she would also be angry at what I had to tell her. But it was important. This had to be done this way. There was no other way around it. She would have to listen to me and realize I was right. I knew how to fight these guys. I knew how to take them out and to make sure they never hurt anyone ever again. My knowledge on this sort of topic was really superb.
I knew that she was going to be so pissed at me. It was ok. She could be pissed. I was fine with that. But I was not fine with her being a target for animals. This had to end now. It had gone on for far too long, but I was hoping against hope that there might be another way. This had proved futile. It was over.
I sighed heavily to myself as I led her down the stairs and then down a long corridor. I’d first bought this house about five years ago. I’d lived in it for a brief bit but I felt too isolated from the world, from struggle, from the discomfort that life was inevitably full of. I felt like I was losing myself. So, I moved down south and settled into the big city. And it had been alright. I came back to the house every few months for a week or two and I made sure everything was ready. It was kind of the place I would ever go for if I were to find myself in a world that was in the middle of a natural disaster. It was an escape house and it had built within it some very special places. It was the place it needed to be when the shit went down. And it would eventually. That was human nature. It was just a matter of time.
Right now, shit was going down, but on a smaller scale.
“Where are we going? This place is like a huge maze. I’m impressed,” Zion said.
“We are almost there,” I replied.
We rounded a corner and then came to a door. I unlocked the door and we went inside. There I unveiled the room that housed my weapons collection. It held every type of gun I’d ever need, every martial arts weapon, every single explosive device, and then on the other side was a cache of survival canned foods in a pantry.
It was my survival room. Eventually the world would be unlivable and we’d have to protect ourselves and survive for who knew how long. I was ready.
“Wow, I didn’t know you were a doomsday prepper,” Zion said.
“Yeah, we should all be. I don’t think of myself as a prepper; I’m a doomsday survivor.”
“Ok...”
I knew I was creeping her out a bit with all this shit, but she would understand in a moment why I brought her down here.
“Ok, these guys are coming. They are coming here,” I said.
She seemed confused. “I understand you are cautious to think that, but you seem really certain.”
“Yeah, I am. I know they had that drop spot scouted out and they got my license plate before. They followed us here. They will plan their attack in the next day or so. I’m sure of it.”
She was almost shaking now. “Then why did we leave? We could have stayed there where we have police protection. Unless, you wanted them to follow us here...”
I nodded. “That’s right. I did. This is the plan I came up with in case the drop thing didn’t work.”
“So, you used me? You set me up as bait? Just like Al?”
“No. I set us both up as bait. Nothing like Al. This is going to work. It has to. We will make a final stand. They will come for us and we will tear them limb from limb. We have the fire power. We just need to get you ready. I will give you a crash course in tactical weaponry. We don’t have much time.”
“Are you crazy? You brought me here and didn’t ask me if I even wanted to go along with this plan. And you think I can become a marine or something in one day? No. I’ve never shot a gun before in my life. What in the hell were you thinking?”
“I was thinking that this is the game plan. This is the way it has to be.”
She was pacing back and forth now. She was clearly pissed off. She’d have to get the fuck over it.
“God dammit! What in the hell? Did you really think this would be ok with me?”
“We don’t have time for you to be ok with it. This is the situation. You will deal with it.”
She stormed off out of the room. I let her go. I knew she would be angry. She had a right to be, but it didn’t help anything so she needed to get over it. We had training to do. I wasn’t sure I needed her help, but we needed to be prepared. I was certain I could take these guys out quickly alone, but you never knew. Hell, they might bring an entire crew themselves this time. I didn’t know. I had no way of knowing what they had going on.
I walked out of the room and headed down the hallway. I figured that Zion would be upstairs by now trying to call an uber or something, but she was right there at the bottom of the stairs. She was glaring at me, but I could see she had calmed herself down at least a little bit.
I stopped at the bottom of the stairs and didn’t say anything for a while. I needed to let her vent and give her the floor. She looked so beautiful right there. Hell, she looked beautiful everywhere. But in that dim light with those pissed off expressions, I was turned on like crazy. Maybe I just liked pissing her off. That was probably it. There was something wrong with me, possibly. I needed therapy. Yeah, I might look into that one day.
“You bastard,” she said.
“Yeah, I am sometimes.”
“You had better never lie to me again.”
I shrugged. “I hope I never have to.”
She shook her head and I saw the fire in her eyes. “I know why you did it. And you’re right. It is the right choice. But not telling me was wrong.”
“It needed to be more convincing that way. And I wasn’t sure you would even come.”
“Well, you’re right. I probably wouldn’t have, or at least I would have had to think about it. But I don’t like liars.”
“Sometimes lies are inevitable.”
I leaned close to her and looked into her eyes. She looked back. I saw the anger within her slowly starting to dissipate as I leaned in for a slow kiss. Our lips touched and I felt that same old sweet electricity coming from between us.
She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in closer. I felt my body responding instantly. My cock was hard and ready for her. I was always ready for her. She was so damn amazing. I knew I loved her with all of my heart and soul, even if it was hard for me to admit it and hard to show it. But it was there. I would die if anything ever happened to her. I wanted her to know that but I couldn’t bring myself to say it. I don’t know why.
Zion reached out and grabbed my pants by the front pulling forward. She actually had a great grip on my cock now. When I was close enough, she pulled my sweat pants down and she smiled widely as my cock sprang forth and almost hit her in the face. She giggled a little bit and then quickly accepted me into her mouth. She swallowed it whole all the way down to the base. I felt my hard girth sliding along her tight mouth and then her throat with the greatest of ease. Oh, I was in heaven. My legs buckled and my breathing picked up pace. I felt a bit light headed at how much blood was rushing to my main organ.
I rested my hand on her head and stroked her soft strands as I rocked my hips back and forth, feeding her wonderful mouth with my epic cock. I loved every bit of this. Oh, shit... damn that was good.
I licked my lips trying to keep myself from passing out under the stress of the pleasure. I had to divert the attention from that somehow.
She sucked me harder, pulling at my cock with her mouth and teeth. Her tongue slid under it and moved up and down so softly. My prick fit perfectly in her mouth. She sucked hard with a viselike grip that I found erotic as could be. I could feel my prostate tingling inside my asshole as she sucked on my cock. I loved watching my length disappearing inside of her mouth followed by that sweet Heavenly feeling.
I pressed my cock all the way into her mouth and down her throat and held it there a moment, pulsating and bucking my hips as quickly as I could. She took it in her mouth and held onto to it. She moaned sensuously with the taste. I could feel her wanting to gasp for hair but she found it sexier to hold off and suck me instead. I could see that level of sweet desire in her eyes.
I pulled back and then I held my cock in front of her eyes a moment. She looked up at me lovingly and then she opened her mouth to attack my cock again. I let her grab it with her lips and slurp it right back down between those damn perfect lips. Oh, fuck that felt good.
“Baby, I’m going to come soon,” I said.
This made her suck even harder. I was ready to blast right into her mouth. Shit... but oh it felt good. If that was what she wanted then that was the surprise she had in store for her.
“I’m coming!”
I moaned as I blasted my hard load into her mouth. I expected her to open her mouth and to let me spray. That would have been so hot, but instead she wrapped her lips firmly around me and sucked me hard. I pumped her mouth harder with the hot, salty come propelling from my cock.
And soon it was dripping out the sides, overflowing. She looked so good with my cock in her mouth and the cum dripping around her smile. I loved to watch her take it all in. I felt like a very lucky man indeed.
She kissed my cock then and then swallowed it down slowly milking the last drops out of me. I felt like I was in Heaven. I never knew that pleasure on this magnitude could ever really exist. But here it was.
I had never been happier.
But I was scared. I was scared that if this didn’t work for some reason then we would both be killed, or Zion would. And that would be a horrendous tragedy I would not come back from. My heart would be shattered into a million pieces.
I held her close to me and whispered, “I love you.”
She smiled and held on to me. And we stayed like that for a long time.
But then we had to train. We had to get ready.
We started off with target practice in the backyard. I started her out with a .38 snub nose, a small but powerful little gun. It was something simple for her to get used to. I showed her how to stand and how to hold the gun, how to prepare for the recoil and use the sights. I was starting to think we didn’t have near enough time preparing, but we had to take the time we had and do what we could with it.
It would never be easy but we couldn’t give up. We had to be tough with it. We had to stay hard and focused.
“Ok,” I said as I approached Zion after she only hit three out of eight shots on the target. “You are jerking your hand when you pull the trigger. You have to keep the hand very steady. I don’t know if it’s just a reflex in connection with the nerves or what. But you’ve got to keep it steady. Now, let’s try again.”
She sighed and lined up the sight again with the target. I made sure she spread her legs a bit, held a strong stance, knees slightly bent, and arms not completely locked out using both hands. “Try again,” I said.
She took a deep breath, aimed, and began to fire. She fired off eight shots. After she was done and the smoke cleared I looked at the target. It was all right in the center. I smiled and looked over at her. “Check that out. Great job.”
She nodded and we slapped a high five together.
After we trained for a few more hours, we decided to go back inside and have dinner. I went to work making a huge pizza from scratch. I love pizza. I’ve always been a junk food fan. If I didn’t work out and train so much I would definitely be fat.
“Wow, this is fantastic,” Zion said as she bit into the cheesy pizza. She moaned with delight. I had to agree that it was in fact very good.
“Well, it might be our last night alive, so we might as well eat something good.”
She looked at me with fear in her eyes. I nodded. “I wish I was joking, but you know it very well could be the last night we spend alive. That’s something you have to prepare for even if we are doing everything possible to avoid such a thing.”
“I know. But do you have to keep mentioning it, or even making light of it?”
“I’m sorry. I guess it’s how I handle things. I like to make jokes and it helps me process dangerous things better.”
“I understand that. Whatever works for you. I’m not sure I’ve found my particular way of dealing with it.”
“You overanalyze. That’s your thing, but I think it has the opposite effect. It doesn’t calm you down. It doesn’t really help anything. Or does it?”
She sighed. “It does and it doesn’t. I guess it helps me process something, but it also just drives me into a whirlwind of emotions. I guess that makes me feel better overall. I am working on some healthier ways.”
“Good,” I said. “Good. Because tomorrow you are going to need to keep your mind as sharp as you can. Hell, it could even happen tonight. These guys think we are alone and defenseless. They have no idea the firepower that awaits them if they try to mess with us.”
“You seem so sure of yourself. Is that just because of your experience?”
“Yeah, I think. A lot of it stems from that. I had a rough childhood so I had to learn to think fast and I had to be strong. I had to be ready for anything and no matter how bad the bad things were that got me on occasion, I still found that knowing I could stand up to it always made it easier. So, by gradually practicing this skill it started to build up inside of me and grow better. It teaches you a lot having to rely on yourself at a young age, so I’m not sorry for it.”
“I admire that, the way you were able to stand up to the adversity and just white knuckle through it.”
“Thanks,” I replied.
“What happens after we get through this?”
“Well, whatever we want. We get back to living our lives.”
“But what does that mean now for us?”
I tried to hold back the groan. I loved this woman but she kept thinking too much about us as a couple. That wasn’t a bad thing, but it was distracting right now. This was not the most important thing we should have had ourselves concerned with at the moment.
“Well, I think it means whatever we want it to mean. Personally, I want to see us move forward and watch this thing we have going blossom and prosper. I think it’s pretty amazing. I never thought it would happen for me, a love like this, but it has. I’ve found that in you. I hope you feel the same about me.”
“I do,” she said. “I really do. I am just so happy to hear you talking that way. I didn’t think you wanted this. I thought you’d go running for the hills the second you started to feel something.”
“You think I’m that afraid of my feelings?”
“You’re a man, aren’t you?”
“Oh, that hurts. That’s cold,” I laughed.
“Well, am I wrong?”
“No, you aren’t wrong in general, but you are definitely wrong in this.”
“I agree. I’ve seen the error of my ways and I’m doing my best to turn things around. How’s that?”
She looked at me sarcastically. “Yeah, that’s good. Keep working on that.”
I laughed and looked over at her. “I’ll do my best. But yeah, I think we have a real shot at something amazing now that we are getting things out in the clear. I really love you. I know you love me. And I will do everything in my power to make sure you know how much you are loved by me every single day.”
She wiped a tear from her eye and she smiled at me. “I love you, too.”
I leaned in and kissed her. Then I held her close to me tightly.