“Where is Richard?”

“Downstairs, talking with his troop.”

And leaving me alone with Dylan? That was too kind of him.

Dylan is already back on his seat, digging the food up and stuffing his cheeks like a hamster.

“Is it good?”

“Uhm-humf” He makes out with a stuffed mouth, as he licks his plump pink lips.

I blink, trying to focus.

“Want more juice?”

“Yes please.”

I smirk, going to the refrigerator, slowly walking to it as I knew my naked back would be turned towards Dylan, giving him a great view. I knew he was looking by his rapid heartbeat, even more once I open the refrigerator and lean forward, making him choke on the food.

Hehe.

I go back with an innocent look as if nothing happened, pouring him a glass, but as I was about to turn to put it back he grabs the juice and says:

“I-I may want more, you can leave it here.”

Owww, so innocent…

I bend forward on the counter, however, making the skin on my back visible as, very close to him, I ask:

“So… how did you change Richard’s mind? And why is he talking to his troops?”

His fork stops midway, but once he chews that and cleans up his plate, he leans back and holds the counter for support, thinking.

“We are searching for something inside this city, which may or may not exist or be here at all, so…” He stops, as if thinking deeply of something, playing with his fingers in an anxious manner. “So… I was thinking…You know… If we could use your base while we search for it? Don’t worry, I-I’ll stay to make you company.” He quickly says in a flustered way, the words jumbling together as if he was too afraid to ask.

Oh, is that so? I lean closer, breathing in his smell, almost touching noses, as I ask:

“And how do you plan on keeping me… company?”

And then something… marvelous happened.

His ears and cheeks turn red as he stops looking me in the eye, chewing his lower lip as a determine glint passes his eyes and he bends forward, giving me a peck on the cheek.

“I… I’m whiling to- to play along and…”

At that Richard comes, barging actually, as Dylan goes back to his seat.

And I laugh.

Hard.

I look back at Dylan as he tries to hide how flustered he was, replacing it with his bright smile, taking a last sip of his juice to cover his blushing and hooping down his seat to half-hug Richard, who was stunned by the action.

Really now, couldn’t judge a book by his cover. My sweet, sweet Dylan, who would have thought that you were so cunning…

He looks like a bunny or a little squirrel, moving his little nose up in curiosity.

That makes me laugh again.

“What now?! Are you stupid?” Asked Richard.

“Oh, no, I’m just in a very, very good mood.”

Ha, haha.

I changed my mind, Dylan is going to wear the collar, or rather, bunny ears with nothing but strips as clothes, warped around like a present so I could slowly open him up…

And Richard could wear the doggy one with matching butt plugs with a tail and a pumpum, having then spread and ready for me all the time.

Dylan stopped hugging Richard, but was still close enough that Richard had a hand on his back, as always looking at me as a father would look at other men hitting on their daughter.

Chill out Richard! You will gain wrinkles like that!

“So, Richard, have you decided on that?”

“And you? Did he agree?”

“Oh, yeah, S-Sammy, we can use this place for the week, c-can’t we?”

“Sure honey, whatever you want.” He smiles childishly, clapping his hands in excitement.

“That’s great! So, you are going to stay or go with them?”

“Yeah, Richard, are you going or staying? Your troop cannot be without their leader now, can they? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure that Dylan doesn’t get bored or lonely in here…”

Dylan blushes, making Richard harden his grip on his hips, haft-hugging harder.

“He is right though, you can’t leave your troop.”

He seemed unsettle, clenching his teeth and looking at Dylan, then glaring at me, as he said:

“I won’t stay away for long, only a day max., and we will come back here to rest and bring supplies.”

He then grabs Dylan hands, going to have a “private” conversation on the corner, nervous, making me roll my eyes.

“Are you sure you want to stay with him? I don’t trust him.” Dylan then put his hand over his shoulder, saying.

“Just go, I’ll be fine, just take care of yourself, out there is far more dangerous than here”. I beg to differ.

Richard nods, still hesitating, looking back and forth from me to Dylan, then leaves. From what I heard before they already found the map I made of this place, as well as some stairs, so they should be fine on their own.

I wasn’t really worried about them trying to steal from me really, they would die before leaving this city and I would just need to grab it back.

But now I had more… pertinent matters to deal with.

I sit on the sofa, showing the side of my legs and my chest as the apron was very tight against my body, analyzing Dylan with a new light.

“So… Sweet Dylan… What were you trying to say before we were… interrupted?”

He goes to sit beside me, but I clasp his hand and pull him over my lap, sitting with his face turn to me.

“I have a propose for you.” He says looking me in the eyes, only his shorts in the way as my apron appeared almost nonexistent. Ok, I’m liking this proposition already, I think as my hands bring the short up, passing my fingers over his legs and thighs, making him hold a giggle and a gasp, his body shuddering.

“Speak.”

“You- You have something I want, and I-I have something you want. Let’s j-just exchange that.”

“Like what exactly?” I said once my already hard member touches his tights, making him widen his eyes and bringing a bigger grin to my lips as I cup his hips with my hands and hammer him down on top of my bulge. He shivers at the contact, his entrance protected by the thin piece of cloth from his shorts, as I bounce him up then down, veryyy slowlyyy.

“You- you are powerful, you can easily protect me and- and Richard.”

Richard too hum? So he still had a chance… Feeling like a cupid here, one who put his arrow in the middle, hehe.

“Yes, and…?” I said, deepening my voice in a lower husky tone that almost sounded like a growl as I stand from the sofa, still holding him on top of my member, making him sit on the counter.

“And you- you will have- c-company...”

“And what makes you think I don’t have you two already?” I say in his ear, making him shiver as I try to pry his clothes open with my dick, making him hug me with his legs.

“Stop.” He suddenly says, making me fall back, but his cheeky smile makes me realize what he just did. “If you wanted to force yourself on top of us you would have already, yet you didn’t, on the contrary of most of your kind.”

That made me snort. Those brainless vamps weren’t “my kind”.   

“But one thing immortally brings is boredom, and I wonder how the apocalypse was able to worsen that, hum.” He passes his hand on my cheeks, making me lean on his touch and lick his palm, having him follow the movement with his eyes, blushing and hardening the grip of his legs over me.

“You want my protection, I see, but for Richard as well?”

“I may lie sometimes, even do… some unmoral things for our survive, but I’m not a heartless monster. He is… important to me.”

“So much as to give yourself to me?”

“…What can I say, you have to do what you need to survive.” He says, avoiding my eyes and blushing.

“All for sake of surviving hum… I can respect that…” I bend closer, taking in his smell and tickling his skin with my breath. “But would you go as far as to sleep with a monster?”

He doesn’t respond that, his jaw clenching. Geez, thanks for not denying it.

“Poor Richard, he will be so devastated after he knows what you did…” His eye twitches at that.

“Please don’t tell him! Is for our sakes, but he wouldn’t understand! Since my fiancé, his sister, left us, he became even more overprotective, you must not tell him!”

Wait, with his Sister? Fiance? Oh boy, poor Richard…I wonder for how long he likes Dylan… As to watch him almost marry his sister.

Uff, that’s rough.

“I suppose she did not make it?”

“Humf, the bitch used me as bait to try and save herself, only after telling me she never liked me, that I was too feminine to even be considered a man, that no woman would ever love me, and that she was only after my money... At least the apocalypse made people more honest I suppose…”

“That’s so? But be more… specific, what is exactly that you are proposing here?”

With a bright smile he hugs my neck as his body press down on mine, very shyly and hesitant as I could see him blush even more.

He looks at me then, biting his lower lip, and frowning.

“You have so little confidence on your team as to ask for my help?”

He still doesn’t say anything, looking at the ground.

I slowly got impatient, opening his legs wider and wider, making it difficult for him to concentrate on the conversation at hand, for my delight.

“S-so… I-I have an offer.” He tries to continue, getting out of my grip, fixing his clothes and looking up to me.

“You will have to follow and protect us two for the rest of this mission until we are back here and prepared to go back to our base safely.”

I close in on him, making him hit his back on the wall as I put my arm over him, trapping his petite body and looking down at his brown eyes, his curly hair, his pink lips, as I ask in a very casual way.

“And what do I win?”

“… You can have me for the night.”  

That almost brought a purr out of my lips. I’m liking this game so far… Just not the tone of it.

“You are a sacrifice then?... I don’t see any dislike or pain in you for that to be true…” I say, breathing in his ear and licking his earlobe, then the inside, making him shiver and weak on the legs.

So, should I accept this offer…?

Well, one way or another I would have them both under me, so might as well try out this one first of all the options and plays I have in mind.

“I accept. But you will have to survive more than one round to have me satisfied…”I whisper on his ears, making him aroused and flustered.

Hehe, this would be fun.

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