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A Little More Alive for alwayshasthehat

"Sorry. I wasn't expecting anyone to be in here." Jess muttered about the mess as she led Dale into her tent. It was a decent size but it was obvious she was going to need a new one soon. Most of her stuff was piled up on one side while her bedding was on the other side. It wasn't much. Not at all like the queen size Serta back in her apartment in DC. Just a pad, a sleeping bag, a pillow and an extra blanket. She almost felt like she should apologize but there wasn't anyone in this camp that had much. Dale's set-up was probably the best. "Do you want to sit?"

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He wasn't paying attention to the tent. He was too in his head, thinking over what they had come in here to do. Part of him was backpedaling, wondering if what they were doing was a good idea. He couldn't think up one reason they shouldn't do this, not a single one. With monsters knocking down their doors so often, why give up a chance for something good? Could or would anyone blame them? Maybe they would, maybe they wouldn't. Maybe they wouldn't have time to get blamed. Tomorrow either or both of them could be gone for good. Too much thinking.

He focused on her instead. She'd said something, he'd realize and registered that it was about sitting. He sat down, crossing his legs and trying not to let out a groan as his back protested.

"It's not that bad. Surprisingly nice considering the circumstances."

She scoffs softly and sits next to him after shoving some of her stuff back in her bag. "It's a mess but thank you."

The silence hangs between them, with her peeking at him, for a minute before she can't stand it and she has to say something. "When did this get awkward?"

He gave her a grateful look. He hadn't been the only one that had felt it.

"Because now that we're alone it could really happen. Not just the kissing, but all of that. Which means getting undressed and having our naked bodies judged by the other," he said then wished it hadn't. More mystery, less history. That was how this was suppose to go right?

She had to chuckle a bit. "That's what you're worried about? Me judging your body? Not what if Andrea (or others) found out or how this could possibly effect our friendship? Dale, you are too cute. Seriously. I'm like the last person you should worry about judging you naked. I've been a chub since I was a kid. I think I can count on one hand the number of times I've had sex sober just because I usually need a few shots in me before I feel comfortable enough to get naked in front of someone else."

Taking a deep breath, she leaned in and kissed him again softly. "If you have reservations, we don't have to anything more than this. You can go back to the camper or you can sleep here. Though you should be warned that I'm a cover hog and there would probably be cuddling involved."

"Oh, I already worried about that lot with our friends and others finding out. I've got my mind set now and it's the details I'm worrying about," he said leaning over and kissing her cheek, then less chastely down on her neck. He pulled away, looking her body over. Why the hell did she think she was a...what did she call it?...a chub?

"Will you do something for me?" he asked and before she got a chance to answer he whispered into her ear, "Get naked and let me show you just how gorgeous and sexy I think you are."

The words were out of his lips fast, as if he was afraid he'd lose his nerve..

The softly spoken words in her ear made her stomach tighten and parts lower warm up. She hesitated. Now it was her turn to be a little self conscious but she pushed through it and got on her knees. Slowly, she pulled her shirt up over her head. Once upon a time it was a cute bra but it had definitely seen better days. The jeans went next revealing boy style pink underwear with "username" and "password" written on them. If it wasn't painfully obvious the girl was a geek before her choice of panties definitely gave it away.

Though they weren't to stay on long. Dale said naked so she reached behind her to unhook her bra. Her eyes stayed on his face even though she wasn't sure she wanted to see if he disapproved. She didn't think he would. At least she hoped he wouldn't but there was a reason she didn't give a lot of strip teases.

When it came time for the panties, she finally tore her gaze away from his face. She could feel herself blushing despite her inner voice ruthlessly teasing her for being such a coward. He wasn't the first man to see her naked. He'd already admitted that he liked curvy women and truth be told she'd actually dropped weight since the infection first started. Plenty of cardio and not a lot of food would do that. "I... Well, this is it. This is me."

His heart was beating hard the second her shirt was off. She was really doing it which meant they really doing it. There was no way, after seeing her in her bra and panties that he would stop now.

The moment her panties were off he was on his knees too, moving over until he was right in front of her. Maybe a lifetime of looking at anorexic models had convinced her that her body type wasn't perfect, but he couldn't disagree more.

He brought a hand up and gently touched her side, running it to the front of her stomach, two parts he was sure that she had always been self conscious about.

"Lay down for me," he said his voice demanding, but sweet. He hadn't tasted a woman in a quiet a while, but he definitely remembered what to do.

Jess swallowed hard and brought her gaze up from his hand on her stomach, then did as she was told. Honestly, she had no idea what he was planning or what was coming next but she liked the way he was looking at her. There was an appreciation she wasn't used to. The way he looked at her made her feel beautiful.

Though her eyes tearing up made her feel a little stupid. "Sorry." She chuckled embarrassed as she wiped her eyes.

He positioned himself on top of her, ready to start his barrage of kisses when he saw the tears. He rolled to his side gentle, laying beside her and taking her into his arms. He held her, stroking her hair softly.

"It's alright, Jess. Don't be sorry," he said kissing her forehead, "We don't have to do anything you don't want too."

"Oh god, no. No no. I... it's not like that." She protesting, pulling back just enough to look at him. What kind of a sap cried before sex? She was never going to live this down.

"I'm not crying because I don't want to. I'm crying because I think I've waited my whole life to have someone look at me the way you were looking at me just now. Like I'm more than just convenient."

Convenient? Was that how men had made her feel? He stroked her cheek again, his eyes tender and non-judgmental.

"You're not just convenient. You're amazing, Jessika, you really are. If I didn't ready get the feeling you were interested in someone else, I'd go right on chasing you," he said giving her a sweet kiss, "And you're definitely the sexiest women in camp. Feel lucky I even got to kiss you."

A sad little smile tugged on her lips. "For him I really am just convenient. Someone to make him feel better. An ego stroke. I know if the one he really wanted ever suddenly wanted him back, he'd be gone without a second thought."

Why was she talking about this now? "Can you do something for me? Can you just kiss me again? Kiss me again help me forget?"

His heart went to his throat when she admitted that. Why didn't matter, but the honesty was there. It was deep and it was so sad.

"That I can do," he said kissing her with one hand on her cheek and the other wrapped around her naked for, pressing her to him. He planned to do a lot more than kiss her to make her forget. He'd make her feel like the sexiest woman he'd ever known, which she was pretty close to being.

At first, she kissed him in relief but it didn't take long for her kisses to grow more passionate. He could have been completely homely, which he wasn't. Not even close. He could have smelled or had a beer gut or a back covered in hair and she still would have loved him a little bit in that moment. She never really understood that whole spring/autumn thing before but she was starting to understand that now. Or maybe it was just Dale.

He really wasn't all that distracted by his own physical imperfections at that moment. Sure he had white chest hair, but he'd had that before the walkers started roaming. He wasn't the fittest man ever, but he had lost weight since this all had happened. She seemed to be passionate about him no matter what he looked like, they were sharing something deeper now.

His hands were more daring than he'd imagined he could be. They roamed up and gently caressed her breast, thumb flicking over a nipple. If he could get her to moan he'd know it was time to do a bit more than kiss.

If he was seeking out a moan he was going about it the right way. Jessika weakly moaned against his kiss as her legs shifted out from under him and wrapped around his waist. It let her pull him closer while opening herself up for him. She didn't even mind the rub of his pants rubbing against her. Any friction was welcome.

Any friction wouldn't do. That wasn't what she deserved. His hand slipped down between them and between her thighs. He kept kissing her even as two fingers started to tease her. He was going to make this the most memorable experience she ever had, even if he had to deny himself for hours to do it.

At the feel of his fingers, her lips tore from his in a gasp as she threw her head back. She was more than a little excited and even the slightest touch sent a jolt through her. Very intense but fleeting. A second later her mouth was back on his, exploring his tongue with her own. Her hands grew impatient for more of his flesh against hers so she pulled his shirt up and tossed his hat aside.

He removed his hand only long enough to take his shirt off. He went right back to fingering her, but he didn't kiss her. Instead moving his mouth down and gently taking a nipple into his mouth. He kissed at it, sucking to give her more pleasure. He used his free hand to push her back, wanting her on her back so he could have full contact with her body.

Her hand thread into his hair, gently pulling when he did something she really liked. "Ahh... there." She whispered inbetween shallow rapid breathing. Though she really didn't need her to direct him. There was something to be said about a man with more experience. He knew what his was doing. He knew just the right amount of suction, tongue and teeth on her nipple to make her toes curl. His fingers between her thighs played her like a fiddle. She even started moving her hips in a circle motion and humping hand.

He'd had some practice. Never too much in one spot and variety was the key to success.

"Do you mind if I, huh," he said not really sure what the kids were calling it these days. His eyes flickered down then he backed back up at her with a suggestive wag of his brows. He wondered if she'd ever had a guy do that before her or at least do it well.

The eyebrow wagging made her giggle. "You want to..." She wags her eyebrows back at him teasingly, "huh?"

Pulling him back up to her lips briefly, she kissed him deeply to qualm the levity a bit. "Please..." She whispered against his mouth while one of her devilish little hands rubbed him through the front of his pants. Of course she didn't mind if he wanted to taste her. She'd already learned how talented his mouth was.

On second though the eyebrow wag did look quiet silly, but she didn't seem completely turned off by it.

The sound of her gentle please made him shiver. He kissed down her stomach and licked at her belly button slowly. He spread her legs before pressing her tongue against her womanhood. He licked then swirled his tongue, listening with a keen ear for what she liked.

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Passing out. Will reply tomorrow.

Sleep well!

Good Morning!

More like afternoon for me. hehe

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