They Came, They Saw, They Didn't Conquer

[heartofcourage]

When Shane caught her up in his arm, she struggled for a moment before she leaned against his warmth and sighed, those stupid tears still welling in her eyes and staining her cheeks. She shook her head as he asked her to talk to him and then let out another sigh when he said that he wasn’t letting go of her until she talked.

“I screwed up, Shane. I was only thinking about one thing and I completely let you down. You trusted me and the first time I let you touch me, I lose my mind.” She pressed her cheek against his warm skin, shivering slightly as all the emotion left her body, leaving her feeling drained and incredibly vulnerable. “I should have told you and I didn’t. I could have put us in some real danger.”

“I love you, Shane.” She said softly, wondering where the strong Lilly of a few days before had gone. Did loving him make her weak? “I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”

 

[marauder13]

He held Lilly. That simple act that everyone seemed to overlook before the aliens arrived. Now, after being alone, Shane was getting close to being addicted to holding her. Touching her, anywhere, in any manner. Even a fleeting touch of an arm brushing an arm while working in the kitchen. A tactile reminder that there was some else there. That they were not alone.

Slowly, her words came out. How she felt about herself, for not telling him earlier. The responsibility she now felt for someone other than herself. He could feel how much of a burden it felt for her. Yet he could understand clearly why she felt the way she did. He planted a soft kiss on her cheek.

"Lilly, you're human. Like me, you've found someone that has light a fire in you that makes you need. And, and when it starts, nothing else matters but what's happening. While you had your lips around my cock, I was so gone you could have asked me my name, and I wouldn't have been able to remember it. So it's not just you."

His voice dropped to a whisper. "It is taking everything I have to not play with your tits right now. I'm not kidding either."

Having voiced it, Shane became acutely aware of how close one of her breasts was to his hand and how easily he could reach up to cup it and knead it. He loosened his grip, turning her around so his hand was not tempted so much. But then he was pressed by the very mounds of flesh he had been avoiding as well as being reminded of other equally naughty parts.

"Look, it is not all your fault, it's mine too. I could have asked about what you did while I slept, but I didn't. And I know the effect I have on you, so... Yeah, not all your fault."

He kissed her forehead, loving the feel of her soft skin on his lips. He could clearly smell her hair and skin. Both of which stuck his groin like a lightning bolt and bringing it to life between them.

"As you can tell, I love you too. I don't want to see you hurt either. But the world we live in is dangerous. Anything can happen. All we can do, my love, is make the most of what we have, and get through each day.

"Come on, let's get back to bed. We have a busy few days ahead of us." Shane started moving them both towards the bedroom.

 

[heartofcourage]

The next few days past by in a blur. Lilly still felt guilt in the pit of her stomach, but she did her best to push it out of her mind. Shane was there to reassure her, tell her that it was alright. His words did make her feel better, but it didn’t alleviate the emotion entirely.

They had made some progress on their little home. Shane had expanded and improved the chicken coop and Lilly had worked hard on the garden, getting some new crops planted and other sections put to seed for a dormant cycle.

Most mornings they would hike through the woods, searching for any sign of the people that she’d come across that awful day but it seemed that they had moved on that day. From the top of the east ridge, she could see a fire burning in the distance but it seemed that it was a good day’s travel away from them.

Her nights were focused on Shane and getting his shoulder back into good shape. She had a selfish reason to do such, but she mostly wanted him to be back to full strength as fast as possible. She had removed the stitches, kissing each of his scars when she’d done such. That had led to a lot more on his part and Lilly had enjoyed every single moment of his tender attentions.

The day after the stitches were removed, they loaded into the Beast and headed off in search of some supplies. Shane drove and Lilly pointed towards a farm house that looked deserted. After they scoped out the area, Lilly lead them with the Mosin into the farm yard, not seeing any movements.

“Looks like it’s been deserted for a while.” She said to him as they looked through the barn first. “Let’s load up some of that spare wood and tin. It might be enough to start on the shed and make some repairs.”

 

[marauder13]

Having a home, and someone to share it with, was a relatively new experience for Shane. Before the invasion seemed like an eternity away, almost like a dream. But, with Lilly, he had settled into a new routine of sorts. He was loving every minute of it.

He worked. Manual labour, that got easier every day. He took walks with Lilly and got a better feel for the land. He was still a city kid, but the rural terrain was not as scary as it used to be. He was still more noisy than Lilly was, and he was trying to learn how to not sound like a herd of cattle on the rampage.

At night, after dinner, Lilly looked after his shoulder, and he looked after Lilly. He was pleased with how she was no longer being so concerned about if she was doing things right, and just accepting what was happening and enjoying it. He couldn't think of how he slept without her pressed against him at night.

Then came the night she took the stitches out. Her technique was a little unorthodox, but he was not one to complain at the excellent service given by the top class medical professional. There were few painkillers more efficient than her lips on his skin. Being the considerate patient he was, he paid her as best he could, and she was most pleased with his method of payment. He was very pleased with it too.

Lilly suggested they go on a supply run. Shane was a little unsure about a return run to the city, but when she mentioned an abandoned farm, he agreed. He drove them out, Lilly giving directions while riding shotgun. After a nerve wracking thirty minutes, they moved closer to the farm yard having seen no signs of life. It took a little effort to remember that Lilly was more than capable of taking the lead if she felt she was up to it.

They entered the barn, which was close to empty. The smell of rotting hay and other feed lingered inside, but the structure was still sound. The pair of them looked around, finding lots of useful material stored in not too easily accessed places.

“Looks like it’s been deserted for a while. Let’s load up some of that spare wood and tin. It might be enough to start on the shed and make some repairs.”

“Good idea. You stay here, I'll get the Beast and bring it back into the barn. It'll be easier to load up that way.” Shane gave Lilly a quick kiss on the cheek, and started to jog back to where they left the truck.

It took every ounce of self control for Shane not to swear when he found the truck was not there. He found two sets of foot prints, as well as the tire tracks leading away. From the looks of it, he guessed that the truck had been pushed away. Without waiting, he turned and jogged back to the farm as fast as he could without hurting himself.

“Lilly, someone's stolen the Beast.” He closed the barn door behind him, peering out through the crack in the door trying to see if there was anyone else about. “At least two of them, and from the looks of it, they pushed it. There are clear tracks, but I was not going to follow them alone.” He looked back at Lilly, concern clear on his face. He walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her. “I say we go for the house. It's a better place to defend that this barn. I'll go first, you cover me. Once I get the door open, you come on over.”

Shane moved to the barn doors, opening them just enough to allow him to squeeze out and make a straight run for the house. He ran low, shifting left and right as he approached the front door. He jumped up onto the porch, and got his lock picks out and reached for the lock when the front door opened. Shane leapt to his feet, looking at a young woman on the other side of the door. From beyond the tree line, a shot rang out, and Shane fell forward through the door.

 

[heartofcourage]

Even a quick kiss on the cheek was enough to make Lilly blush. She watched as Shane jogged out of the barn, thinking about how handsome he was. The work on their little home had mad him more muscular and more confident. She liked all the changes that she was seeing. She loved him even more then the first day she’d found him. It was strange to her to find someone that she could trust and depend on. With love out of the equation, she would have done anything for Shane. She would have died for him.

She was interrupted when Shane suddenly reappeared and told her that the Beast was gone. She frowned and saw his growing panic. She could feel fear pooling in the bottom of her belly. They wouldn’t have gotten very far, she reasoned. Not without the vital engine part she carried in her vest. Pushing the heavy hunk of junk would have taken an eternity, especially since there was nothing around but hilly farm land.

“No, don’t follow it alone.” She said as she took the safety off the Mosin and felt Shane wrap his arms around her. She stepped into his embrace, her head resting against his shoulder. “If anything happens, I’m firing. Just duck.”

She pressed her lips against his, sighing at the familiar soothing contact. She was shaking, full of adrenaline and fear. She didn’t want to lose Shane so soon after finding him. She knew that he probably felt the same way.

“I love you.” She whispered as he pulled away and moved towards the barn doors, making a run for the house after pushing the door open just enough for him to slip through.

She brought the Mosin to her shoulder, her finger on the trigger as she watched him weave across the yard. She wasn’t too concerned about the house. No, she was more concerned about the trees that surrounded the property. She knew it was perfect cover for someone with a gun. She just had to hope that she was a better shot then they were.

Then it happened. As soon as Shane got the door open, a shot rang out from the treeline. Lilly backed away from the door as the wood beside her splintered. She winced at the sound of the explosion and retook her position, lower this time as she waited for another shot to occur.

She couldn’t see Shane any longer and that worried her, but she had to stay put. Come on, come on, she thought to herself. Then she saw it. Movement. The asshole was moving! She couldn’t believe her luck. He was either stupid or confident that he’d killed her.

Lilly worked fast, flinging open the barn door and taking aim with the Mosin. She could see the figure stop in the trees, freeze like a deer in the headlights as she imagined a clean shot. He raised his own weapon, a hand gun. As she fired a shot, he did the same and Lilly winced as seering hot fire laced through her left arm. She simply gritted her teeth as blood began to flower down her arm and she watched her shot drop the man to the ground.

She wanted to finish him, to make sure that he wouldn’t get back up again, but she turned and raced for the house. Her arm was throbbing, the pain making her sick and dizzy. A quick glance down told her that bullet had gone through the meaty part of her arm. She prayed it was a clean shot, if not she would have to be teaching Shane how to remove a bullet when they got back to the shack.

She froze when she saw Shane lying in the front door and the figure of a woman standing over the top of him. She brought the gun back up, her pain forgotten as she aimed at the woman.

“Get the fuck away from him! Back away!” She said, her jaw clenched as the woman looked at her in surprise. “Who the hell are you? Who was shooting?”

 

[marauder13]

Shane winced at the sounds of gunfire, hearing the Mosin going off once in the exchange. When he heard the first shot, he reflex was to take cover, or hit the ground, then find cover. But the fire fight, and the presence of the young woman practically on top of him, made him reluctant to move.

“Get the fuck away from him! Back away! Who the hell are you? Who was shooting?”

Relief flooded Shane to the point he almost lost bladder control. "Lilly, let's get inside and close the door before someone else tries to use us for target practice."

The young woman raised her hands enough to show they were empty, and far enough away from anything that could conceal a weapon. She also backed away, down the hall with slow, steady steps. Shane was impressed considering she was as pale as a sheet and shaking like a leaf. When Lilly was in far enough, Shane closed the door and followed them into the house.

The living room they entered showed signs of recent work to make it useable again. A couch had been cleared, cleaned and fixed, and the fireplace had been cleared out and a new pile had been laid.

Shane looked at the young woman. She looked like she was in her early twenties. She was short, somewhat well padded and dressed in a loose shirt and skirt. "How many?"

"Just papa and me. He was looking for the two fellas that were following us. They said that they were going to buy me from papa when we first met. Papa said no. So they kept following, making offers, then threats. We found this place, and papa was going to deal with them. I thought it was papa at the door when I opened it."

"Shit. Her dad, plus two regular horny assholes out there. Lilly, did you see who you were shooting at?" Shane turned to see blood on Lilly's arm, and the amount told him that it was hers and not good. "Lilly, you've been hit."

"Hey! Whoever's in there! This is a one time only offer. Send out the sweet young cunt and we'll let you live. If you don't, we'll come in and take her, along with any other women in there, and gut wound all your men. You've got five minutes to send her out."

"Fuck, I guess that answered that question."

 

[heartofcourage]

Lilly ducked inside the farm house as Shane motioned her through the door. Her heart was pounding and her arm starting to throb. She felt bad when Shane started questioning the girl and mentioned that her father had been out in the woods. She didn’t know for certain that she’d killed the man that was shooting at her and she hoped for the woman’s sake that her aim had been off that day.

When Shane mentioned she’d been hit, she quickly jerked herself away from him. She didn’t need him poking and prodding at the wound and causing more pain. She knew it was bleeding and it would need a tourniquet and probably stitches before too much longer, but right now she needed a clear head to think.

“I’m fine, Shane.” She said in a soft voice as someone from outside started shouting demands. “Get away from the windows.” She hissed to them both in a low whisper.

If there were two then it was safe to say that they didn’t have any weapons beyond a knife or something similar. With a gun, they would have already returned fire the first moment they heard the Mosin go off. Lilly looked over at Shane as she tried to think of a plan. The man had been a paid assassin. He had to know a few tricks.

“They didn’t take The Beast far if they’re still lurking around.” She said in a low voice, her eyes straying towards the woman that stood there trembling. “You think I could pick them off if she walked out the door?”

 

[marauder13]

“Just hold on Calamity Jane. We've got a few minutes.” Shane went to the Master bedroom. It had been turned over rather thoroughly, all the obvious hiding places had been checked. A quick scan of the other two bedrooms told a similar story. There was nothing in the lounge that could have hidden a firearm that hadn't already been checked already.

“Miss, help her with her wound. Lilly, tell her what to do to stop the bleeding. I don't want you bleeding out through stubbornness.”

The kitchen held no places where a weapon might have been hidden that could have been missed. The draws revealed no knives, forks or other easily improvised weapons. He checked the bathroom as a last resort. To his surprise, there was a toilet in the room. He walked over, his lips moving in prayer for a miracle to occur. He lifted the lid on the cistern, immediately feeling the added weight. His smile grew larger when he turned it over to find a tapped Glock underneath. He ripped it out, ejected the fully loaded magazine and popped it back in.

“Who ever you are, thank you very much.”

He dashed out to the lounge room where the two women were. He squatted down beside them.

“Listen to me very carefully, both of you. Lilly, I want you to go to the first room down the hall from the front door. There is a small hole in the window. I want you to be ready to fire out that hole. But don't put the barrel out whatever you do.

“Miss, when the time is up, you will go out the front door, closing it behind you, and sit on the top step. Don't move from there. Only move when they grab you. If they do, Lilly will shoot them.

“I'm going to go out the back door, and give the little pricks a surprise. Please, do as I have told you, and all three of us will live. OK?”

He kissed them both on the cheek, then made his way to the back door. He took a quick look out the window in the door, then swung the door open.

His heart skipped a beat as he saw a man crouching down with a double barrel shotgun pointing toward the now opened door. Shane threw himself backward bringing the pistol to bear as one of the barrels erupted, filling his vision with flame, and his ears with explosive thunder. He swore to himself when the gun failed to fire, quickly pulling back the action and re-aiming as the shotgun wielding man stood up to finish him off. Shane fired once, putting the round through his chest. The impact caused him to recoil a little, then as his legs failed to hold him upright, he collapsed to the ground.

Shane scrambled to his feet, scanning the outside for any signs of any other people. Choosing the side that gave him the advantage of cover, Shane commenced circling the house to find signs of anyone else. He shuffled along, keeping low and quiet, straining to hear every sound he could whenever he paused. At each corner, he waited for an eternity before taking a snap peek around the corner. He continued his advance, his anxiety rising with every step. He was halfway along the side of the house when he heard the last sound he wanted to hear.

The front door being kicked open.

 

[heartofcourage]

Lilly scowled at Shane as he asked the woman to help her with her wound. She clenched her jaw and instructed the girl to find a clean cloth. When she’d returned, she helped the woman to tie the tourniquet tightly around her arm to start the bleeding. She gritted her teeth, her features pained as she tried to keep in the scream that wanted to escape her lips. She wouldn’t lose it now, she thought to herself as she heard Shane returning.

She listened to him as he laid out the plan that he had come up with. Lilly nodded her understanding, her eyes closing as Shane pressed his lips to her cheek. She looked at him briefly, her eyes wishing him good luck and silently praying that they wouldn’t die. He would understand the look and she took a deep breath to steal her nerve.

She crawled across the floor, keeping out of sight of the windows as she took up her position. She cast a glance sideways at the other woman as she sat beside her shaking like a leaf. She briefly thought to ask her what her name was, but she realized that it probably didn’t matter.

The sound of a gunshot made her wince, her head twisting towards the sound as another soon followed. Her breath seemed lodged in her chest as silence met them shortly there after. Lilly fought with herself. She wanted to leap to her feet and hurry to help Shane, but that would have been suicide. That war was still going through her head when she heard the front door suddenly burst in.

“Get back!” She cried out to the woman as she stood and held the Mosin at the ready. The man that came hurrying into the room was surprised to see her standing there and armed. She fired, not even stopping to think as the man dove to one side, taking cover as she kept firing.

When the Mosin was empty, Lilly fumbled for her pocket, pulling more ammunition out as the man appeared again, his face a mask of fury as he lauched himself at her. Lilly screamed as she was tackled to the ground, the bullets and rifle knocked from her grip as they landed in a heap. She used her nails to scratch and claw at his face, kicking her legs to find some sort of purchase on his body. That all stopped when he grabbed a thick chunk of her hair and forced her head back against the ground with a sickening thud.

Her vision blurred and stars burst around her as he continued to do that, all the fight leaving her as she lay there stunned. She stared up at the man, his face blurring and swimming before her as he shouted something at the woman that had been beside her. Lilly swung her fist upwards at him, surprised when he pushed her resistance to one side and delivered his own blow to the side of her face.

She felt the sting of skin splitting and the soft trickle of blood as it coarsed down her cheek. Lilly retched at the pain, her stomach rolling as she man flipped her onto her stomach and bound her hands behind her. She rested her face against the cool floor as darkness edged her vision and she panted to try and calm her pounding heart.

Distantly she heard the word dad and she tilted her head to one side, watching as the woman hugged the man that had burst through the door. Are you kidding me, Lilly thought before everything went dark.

 

[marauder13]

'Fuck! Lilly!'

Shane gave up all pretense of safety as he ran for the front door. He skidded at the corner at the front of the house, loosing valuable seconds as he scrambled to run for the door. He leapt up the steps, the Glock held in a steady supported grip when he saw Lilly lying on the floor, motionless.

"Step away from them! Now!" Shane advanced a step, pointing the pistol at the man in the hallway.

The young woman jumped in between. "Don't shoot papa!"

"I was just trying to -"

"Step away from them both now or I will shoot you!"

"I'm not leaving -"

"Papa!"

"NOW!"

The man lifted both hands where they could be seen, looking down to make sure he didn't step on Lilly. The other woman was crying, looking frantically between the two men. She made a sudden lunge for the other man.

"Stay still!"

"Papa!" She stopped fast enough to almost fall over.

"It's OK, darling -"

"SHUT UP!" The pistol swung back from the young woman to the man. "Who did this to Lilly? Who?!?"

"I did." The man said with a breaking voice.

"Why?" Shane rocked forward, his jaw clenched and his arm straight with the pistol aimed at the man's head.

"To keep my daughter from your hands. Why else."

Shane lowered the pistol so it was pointed at his body. "You thought I was the one who was trying to get your daughter?"

"Yes... No. I thought it was her. Which is why she's out cold, rather than dead. I killed the other one when his buddy went around the back. When I heard the gunshots, I had no choice but to come and save her."

"Right. You, kneel in the middle of the room, keeping straight. Cross your ankles, hands behind your head, fingers laced. Move it before I fucking shoot you."

The man gave his daughter a look and moved to the centre of the room.

"Don't even think of doing anything funny, because I will blow his head off without a single thought if you so much as twitch without permission, miss. So, don't even think of going for the rifle."

The man got into the position he was told to, looking coldly at Shane once he was there.

"Now, my good man, it all comes down to two things. How obedient your daughter is, and how much Lady Luck has smiled on us all today. Your daughter is going to make sure that Lilly is alive, and if she is, she will untie her, and help her wake up as well as clean up her wounds. Once Lilly is awake, I will escort the two of you out of here, and you can go somewhere else.

"Now, should Lilly die, so will you, old man." Shane moved his gaze until he had them both in his vision. "You heard what you need to do, Miss. Get onto it."

The young woman walked over to Lilly, keeping her movements slow and even. She reached for Lilly's neck with two fingers, looking relieved to find a pulse there. She then started to unbind Lilly and tended to her wounds.

"How do I know that you'll keep your word?"

Shane grinned. "You don't, and all you can go by is what I have done so far. But the fact that you're not dead, and your daughter hasn't been raped yet should be points in my favour so far. Just keep behaving and the two of you will leave us in peace and alive."

Shane sat in silence, listening to the young woman trying to get Lilly to wake up. His mind was racing through every conceivable scenario concerning Lilly's injuries. If she did die, he was good to his word, and the man would in standing in line behind Lilly awaiting judgement to go beyond the Pearly Gates.

But Fate smiled on the man when Shane heard Lilly groan.

"Lilly, my love, talk to me. How are you feeling, Lilly? Anything broken or badly damaged? Come on, Lilly, no time for cat naps while on the job. The chap here wants to know whether or not he gets to keep his head in one piece or not. So talk to me... tell me something. Anything."

 

[heartofcourage]

The feel of fingers pressed against her throat was the first thing that Lilly noticed as she slowly clawed her way through the murky darkness that surrounded her. She could hear voices and what sounded like a very pissed off Shane. He was talking to someone, his tone cold and precise. This was the killer that he’d once been, she thought as she felt fingers prodding at her wounds.

She took mental note of where she was hurt. Her arm stung from the gunshot she’d taken. It felt like the hole had stopped bleeding, but it would need to be cleaned soon. The back of her head probably had a good goose egg from the way that it throbbed. She wouldn’t be surprised if the skin had split and she was bleeding either. Most certainly she had a concussion. Her cheek had a cut upon it and it had been bleeding. All in all, it wasn’t the worst that could have happened.

Lilly opened her eyes and groaned as the dim light made her head pound. She shooed the girl that was kneeling over her away, another moan escaping her lips as Shane was suddenly there, talking to her as she tried to gain her senses. She tried to talk, but it came out a garbled mess and suddenly she was rolling to the side and throwing up the meager contents of her stomach as her head spun.

“I’m okay.” She managed to murmur as she lay there and tried to catch her breath. “And quit bossing me around.”

She glanced up at Shane and gave him a grin, despite it being laced with horrible pain. Her head felt like a hammer had been taken to it, all of the colors of the room muted slightly. She needed some pain killers, a good long sleep, but first they had to get out of this situation.

She motioned for Shane to kneel next to her, her hand reaching out to take his wrist and press it against the pocket of her vest that had the part for the truck that would get it going again. She also had bullets in that same pocket. She was silent, her eyes showing him everything that he needed to know. He could reload the Mosin, he could get the truck going, he was to leave her behind if there was any more trouble.

 

[marauder13]

Shane looked at the man, and his daughter who sat huddled beside him. There was a gap between them, and he hadn't changed his position at all during the time Shane was beside Lilly.

"Both of you, stand." The father stood up slowly and deliberately, then helped his daughter stand. She hugged him hard, and he put his arms around her.

"Slowly and carefully, out the front door and into the front yard." The two moved toward the front door, careful to make sure they did nothing to alarm Shane and cause him to shoot them. Shane followed them with enough distance to allow him reasonable range to hit them accurately, but not have them close enough to rush him before he could get a shot off. He came to a stop at the front door as the two continued out onto the ground before the house.

"Stop there. Now, I gather you can find out which way is north?" The man nodded. "Head north for three days, then go wherever you want after that. If I see hide or hair of either of you again, I'll kill you. And that goes for either of you. Now go."

They hesitated for a few moments, then the man turned and led his daughter away from the farm house. Shane watched them until the reached the fence line, then he went inside. He grabbed the Mosin, and four of the rounds Lilly had dropped, and quickly reloaded the rifle. He found himself a position to watch the two as they crossed the field and reached the tree line. Shane kept watch for a further ten minutes before he closed the front door the best he could and went back to Lilly.

"You listen to me, my love, I will boss you around whenever I damn well feel then need to, like when you're wounded and being stubbornly stupid. Remember, I don't want to loose you either. Now, let me have a quick look."

Shane put down the weapons, and inspected Lilly's wounds. He was careful, gentle and thorough with his investigations. He saw that most of her injuries looked worse than they were, but her arm wound had him most concerned. He was quick to determine that the bullet was still in her arm, because of the lack of an exit wound. But he was pleased to find out that the bullet was lodged just on the inside of her skin on the other side of her arm.

Shane worked to remove her top rather than cut off the sleeve, ignoring her protests and cries of pain. The entry wound was clean, with no signs of fabric or other foreign material in the wound itself.

"Sorry, Lilly, but this is going to hurt." He pulled out his knife. He quickly locked Lilly's arm with the slight bulge from the bullet turned at an angle that allowed him easy access. With the point of the knife, he made a delicate 'X' shaped cut over the bulge. Her muscles did the work for him, pushing the round out through the newly created hole in her skin. Shane breathed a sigh of relief when the entire round popped out, rather than one or more fragments.

"God has been smiling on us, Lilly." He bent down and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. "I'm going to stay here for maybe an hour, to make sure that you're OK. Then I'll go get the Beast and bring it back here. I'll load up what I can, then get you home and see how well I do playing doctor."

 

[heartofcourage]

Lilly let her head rest back against the floor as Shane started ordering the other two around. She closed her eyes and fought against the nausea that was rising in her throat again. There was nothing left to purge and it would only cause her head to pound harder if she started to retch. She took in long, slow breaths, listening to the sound of feet walking towards the entrance of the farm house.

It was a short while later that Shane came back, kneeling beside her again to begin reloading the Mosin. She sighed as she heard the familiar clicks of each round going into the chamber. It made her feel safe and when she opened her eyes, she saw him kneeling there and she smiled.

“Bossy.” She managed to whisper in a shaky voice.

She felt clammy and cold, the sweat that had beaded on her skin making her shiver as Shane gently felt her wounds. She winced as his fingers prodded the lump on the back of her head, his fingers coming back tinged with blood. His fingers traced over the cut and bruise that was forming on her cheek. Then he was gripping her arm, turning it to get a better look for the bullet.

“Shane, just cut the shirt.” She begged as he help her to sit up, her head spinning wildly as he gently peeled it off her body. She felt like she was going to pass out, a cry escaping her lips as he eased it over the wounded arm. She sat there shivering beside him in her bra, the cool air caressing her skin.

“What? No, Shane, you don’t have to cut it out here.” She looked at him with wide eyes, his knife already in view as he pulled her arm tightly to him and locked it in place so she couldn’t pull away.

“Fuck!” She screamed out as he pushed the blade against her skin and made a delicate mark. She clenched her eyes and teeth shut against the pain, sweat beading on her brow as the bullet finally popped free and she relaxed in a sudden rush.

His lips on hers was the best kind of medicine and she finally opened her eyes to look at the man that still surprised her in so many ways. He was laying out a plan, telling her what was going to happen and she could only nod as her teeth started to chatter. She was in shock. She knew that from the way she felt numb.

“Dress me again.” She said through trembling teeth. “And hold me close so I can have your body warmth. Keep me awake and…and water if you have it.” She was trying to be clinical about the whole situation, but she was terrified. What if she fell into a coma? Would he stay there with her? What if she became too sick to function? Would he take care of her? Her mind was spinning, the room tilting and she felt as if she were looking through a haze.

 

[marauder13]

Shane saw Lilly starting to shiver and tremble. He gathered her shirt, and started to put it back on her. The first tell tale signs of shock were showing, and he had to move quickly.

“Dress me again. And hold me close so I can have your body warmth. Keep me awake and…and water if you have it.”

"I'm on it, Lilly. Just stay calm. Panicking will only make things worse. Think of something nice. Or better yet, think of our first little get together on the dining table." Shane grinned as he remembered showing Lilly how much he thought of her.

He got her shirt on, then carefully laid her down on the floor. He found some of their water, bringing it back for her to have a few sips. He then went in search of a blanket, bringing back to cover her. But when he did cover her, he climbed in underneath as well, maneuvering himself so her was lying over her.

"Body heat and keeping you awake," he grinned as he leant down to kiss her. It was a gentle kiss, testing her desire and ability. He followed it with a few more, some serious, others playful. He varied the duration as well, and even snuck in a quick swipe of the tip of her nose. He hoped it was doing to her what it was doing to him; keeping his mind active and running at top speed and making his body heat up from having her so close.

"I will admit to having had several partners in my time before the invasion, but none of them attracted me anywhere near as much as you. Some of them were great in bed, and did some pretty amazing things, but you, you send me places they never have. You are in my thoughts when things are quiet. I wonder how you are feeling, what you're thinking. Unlike them, I think about what I will do with you when we make love, not when we'll fuck next.

"It scares me to think of you being gone from my life, and I know that it can happen. That's why I am going to make sure that I enjoy every moment I can with you before that happens. Even if it takes old age to do it."

Shane gave Lilly a long, deep passionate kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, seeking out hers, dancing with it as he moaned his pleasure at the feel of her mouth pressed against his. He pressed her head against the floor, as if he was trying to devour her through the kiss. He felt his passion flare, his desire to take her there and then so strong that he had to stop before he carried through. He pulled back, his face red, eyes bright with lust and breathing heavy as he gazed at her on the brink. Slowly, the lust drained from his eyes, and he finally moved himself off Lilly, putting the blanket back over her.

"I'm going to go find the Beast and bring it back, then I'll rejoin you. Don't worry, just relax. I'll be back in no time at all." He handed Lilly the pistol, with the safety on, and took the rifle and the distributor cap with him. He jogged back to where the Beast was left, then followed the tracks where they pushed the truck. They rolled it about 100 yards away, and got into a well concealed spot. He quickly got the engine back together, started it, and drove back to the farm, parking the truck in the barn. He repeated the immobilization process, and rejoined Lilly inside.

"See, told you it wouldn't take too long." He checked her temperature, and the gunshot wound, finding neither to be worthy of concern.

"Since we got here, I'd still like to get some supplies, make it at least worth the trip out here. You OK with that?"

 

[heartofcourage]

Her head was still pounding horribly with each beat of her heart, but Lilly tried her best to remain strong for Shane. She bit her lip as he fed her arms back through her shirt and murmured words of reassurance to her. She shivered and let him take care of her, her cheeks blushing at the thought of their first session on the table back at home.

She sighed as he lay her back, her eyes closing to fight the nausea that still rolled in her stomach as he left and came back with a water bottle. She swished it around in her mouth, spitting it out to get rid of the foul taste and then she took a few little sips until she felt better. The blanket he had come up with was heavenly and did a lot to make her feel secure.

She sighed softly as he climbed I with her, his body pressing against hers as he pressed gentle kisses to her lips. She moaned softly, her eyes closing as he played and peppered her face with a variety of beautiful kisses. She could feel herself warming, her shaking becoming less as he made his confession to her.

When she opened her eyes again, there were tears in them at his words. She smiled at him, the words on her lips coming out in a trembling way. “I don’t plan on leaving you anytime soon, Shane.”

Then his lips were upon hers, drugging the horrible ache in her head with the passion that he was giving her. She moaned as his tongue danced with hers, his body pressing more firmly against hers. Her fingers curled in the fabric of his shirt, holding him firmly as he took his care to show her that he really did love her.

When he pulled away, she frowned. She was already missing his heat before he pulled away and draped the blanket back over her. He had to go find the Beast, she knew that, but the thought of him walking out that door and into the unknown terrified her. What if he was killed? What if something happened and she lost him forever? She swallowed those thoughts and nodded, kissing him one more time as he left the pistol with her and took the Mosin.

She passed the time while he was gone looking around the room, her eyes feeling heavy but she knew she couldn’t give sleep. She had to wait and hope that he would be alright. When she heard the distant roar of a truck she smiled, knowing that he’d come through for her.

She smiled at him as he came back and let him check her temperature. She was feeling fine save for the headache and the aching in her arm. She thought that she could stand to be out there with him in the field for a while longer.

“Carry me to the Beast. I’ll sit in the truck while you gather some things.” She said softly, struggling to sit up as everything spun around her.

 

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“Carry me to the Beast. I’ll sit in the truck while you gather some things.”

Shane nodded while he helped her sit up. Going from her expression, she didn't fare too well and need some time before she was ready for the next stage. He slung the rifle, and scooped her into his arms, lifting her up easily.

"If I have to do this when I get you home, you know I'll have to carry you to the bed and have my wicked way with you as any horny hubby would." He smiled, half joking. A part of his mind was already thinking of how he could possibly enjoy her company in her wounded state, in a similar way they did when he was wounded.

He nudged the door open with his foot, carrying her swiftly across the open ground between the buildings. There was still that small piece of paranoia that there was someone out there with a gun just waiting to pull the trigger. But the barn door was open enough and they passed though into relative safety without being shot at or attacked in any other way.

Shane got Lilly to the door of the Beast and managed to open it without dropping her, which was a feat in itself. With care, he eased her into the cabin, sitting her down. He took the rifle off his shoulder, and handed it over to Lilly.

"Here, I'll swap you."

Once he got the pistol back, he shoved it into the back of his jeans and set about getting some much needed supplies. He started with the sheets of corrugated metal, moving them one at a time into the back of the Beast, each one landing with a loud clatter that filled the barn. He got a dozen sheets into the back, and then he found lengths of timber that he piled on top to help hold them in place. He thanked the Lord under his breath when he found enough rope to tie it all down. He was a little surprised at the feel of it, at took a look at the cabin, remembering some earlier talks between him and Lilly.

"Who knows what the future might hold."

He tied down the load, making sure that it was secure, before going to open the doors to the barn. when they were open enough to let the truck pass, he put the part back in place, started it up, and drove it out far enough to allow him to close the doors. Another quick dash, the doors were closed, and he was back and driving the truck back to their home.

"Stay with me, Lilly. We wont be able to get home otherwise."

 

[heartofcourage]

A soft groan escaped Lilly’s lips as Shane helped her to sit up and the room spun horribly. He crouched beside her, supporting her until everything settled and he scooped her into his arms. She pressed her cheek against his shoulder, sighing as she immobilized her arm by bracing it against his chest.

The joke that he said had her looking at him in shock. She parted her lips to say something, but the words wouldn’t come. Finally, she forced herself through the shock and started talking to him in a husky voice.

“Hubby? Now I know you’re joking.” She said, a trembling smile on her face. “You’d be crazy to want to marry me.”

She clung to his shoulders as he pushed the door open with his foot and swiftly ran across the wide expanse of yard between the house and the barn. Lilly held her breath, her dark head pressed tightly to his chest as she waited for the barrage of bullets to spray from the woods. It was surprisingly quiet as he squeezed them through the barn door, both panting in a mixture of fear and exertion.

She was feeling tired and dazed by the time he got the door open and placed her in the passenger side. She took the rifle as he offered it and sat there, a deep breath passing her lips as she waited for him to finish gathering supplies. She was shaking, her hands trembling as the adrenaline rushed from her and the pounding in her head worsened. Leaning her head back against the headrest, she left her eyes close and the darkness sink around her in soothing nothingness.

She had no idea how long she was out before she heard Shane’s voice telling her to stay with him. Her eyes fluttered open and she noticed that they were moving along the rode, the scenery passing by in a dizzying blur. She whimpered, her body feeling cold and bile rising in her throat.

“I’m going to be sick.” She murmured, a low moan escaping her lips as her stomach flipped. She took a few deep breaths to steady herself, whimpering as she was determined to keep herself under control. “Say something. Anything!”

She needed the distraction, something to focus on besides the passing scenery and the swirling of her stomach. Her eyes looked towards his, pleading for any kind of conversation.

 

[marauder13]

Shane kept looking over to Lilly as he drove. She was not looking too good, even to his untrained eye. He remembered something about concussions and keeping the sufferer from staying asleep for long, either keeping them awake, or waking them constantly.

“I’m going to be sick.”

He barely heard her over the sounds of the engine. He kept a watch on her out of the corner of his eye. She was taking a few deep breaths, and whimpering. He wondered how much pain she was in.

“Say something. Anything!”

"Ok. You said I'd be crazy to want to marry you. Well, Lilly, we're doing everything a married couple are doing short of popping out the kids and saying bad things about our in-laws. If someone were to ask, I'd be telling them you were my wife. I love you, I want to stay with you and grow old with you. In the mean time I also want to fuck you as often as I can. Cause you are one sexy woman."

He paused long enough to get his bearings and take the correct option.

"I remember you saying that you wanted to explore things with me, sexually. Well, we've got some options now. What would you like to try next, anal sex or some bondage? I've done both before, even at the same time. Tying up the lovely and taking her back passage. She loved it a lot. Well, the one who I did that combo to. You can say no, I wont be offended, but I thought I'd let you know."

The truck got into familiar territory for Shane, which eased a number of his worries.

"I was rather worried the first time I showed you how important you were to me. I didn't know how well you were going to take my advances, and the last thing I wanted to do was piss you off. But I am so glad that I was able to make you so happy."

He brought the Beast to a stop in its usual spot, killing the engine and just sitting in the silence.

"Welcome home, love."

 

[heartofcourage]

Lilly focused on the deep rumble of Shane’s voice, not so much the words but the fact that he was speaking and a distraction. She wanted to be tucked into their bed, sleeping off the headache that was rapidly growing. The things that he was talking about made her blush, the heat from the suggestions making her grow warm. She wanted to tell him that she wanted to do all of those with him, but the words were stuck in her throat along with a sizable lump.

When the Beast stopped, she found herself in the familiar surroundings of their home. She sighed in relief, her body visibly relaxing. Her breathing was harsh in the silence of the truck and she reached out and grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly as she tried to ride out her pain.

“Bed.” She managed to gasp out and it seemed like it was only seconds later that she was cradled back in his arms and being lain out on their soft covers. “Water, please, and some of the pain meds from under the hatch.”

She watched him go from the room, her head lying on the pillow as she listened to the familiar sounds of their surroundings. She was safe, she thought to herself as her eyes drifted close and she finally gave into the darkness that was waiting just beyond.

What followed was a mixture of brief memories. She remembered the water placed against her lips and with that must have been a pain pill. She remembered his voice whispered in her ear as her eyelids fluttered open. She remembered the taste of food against her tongue and the feel of his warm body pressed against hers. None of it made sense though and reality was disjointed.

The sound of rain on the roof is what finally woke her. Lilly opened her eyes and saw late afternoon shadows cast around the room as a rainstorm passed overhead. She yawned, her sore body stretching along the covers. Her head was comfortably numb, a bit hazy, but much better. Her arm had been bandaged and at some point, Shane had removed her clothing save for the panties she’d put on.

Sitting up, she saw a button down shirt sitting on the foot of the bed for her and she pulled it on, carefully feeding her arm through the sleeve before she got out of the bed and went in search of her lover. He was sitting out on the back step, watching the rain fall on the yard. She slipped into his lap, her head resting against his shoulder as she held him tight.

“How long was I out?” She asked him, her eyes closing as she soaked in the warmth of his body. “And bondage? Really, Shane? Is that a good topic for someone with a concussion?” She grinned up at him, showing him that she was only joking.

 

[marauder13]

Lilly reached out, grabbing his hand hard while breathing raggedly. He went from concerned to worried in seconds when she spoke one word.

“Bed.”

It was how it was said that made the difference. He slid her across the seat, into his arms in one motion, carrying her into their home with hardly a pause. He got her into the bed, covering her up as quickly as he could, worrying about getting her in a better state of dress later.

“Water, please, and some of the pain meds from under the hatch.”

"Got it."

Shane moved quickly, certainly as if he was on a job. He opened the hatch, and found the pain meds, popping out one pill and replacing the rest in their container. He got her some water, then returned and gave her the painkiller, and some water to wash it down. She was out of it, and he had to work her throat to get her to swallow.

He carefully stripped her to her panties, checking her wounds as he went. He bandaged her arm after cleaning it properly, then covered her again. He kissed a spot on her face that was not bruised or scraped.

"Sleep well, love. Nurse Shane's on duty." He checked that the Beast was secured, as was the load on the back. He did a check of the chickens and all the other external features before retiring inside. He locked up the house, and got working on some dinner for them.

Between everything he did, he went back to check on Lilly. He checked her for fever, signs of bleeding and other obvious complications. Dinner finished cooking, and he went to feed Lilly first. He woke her up enough so she would respond to him, eating the stew he fed her and not choking on it. She eventually waved him off, going back to sleep. He ate his serving, leaving hers covered in case she woke up enough to eat some more.

He got tired, and climbed into the bed with her. When he saw one of her breasts, he couldn't help himself. He took the nipple in his mouth, sucking on it until it went firm. He smiled as she moaned in her sleep, pushing the breast up into his face. He settled himself down beside her, and soon joined her in sleep.

When he woke, it was dark. He felt a little nervous, until he glanced outside to see dense cloud cover. He got himself dressed, checked Lilly and found she was OK, then got himself breakfast. He left Lilly to sleep, ate his breakfast as the rain started to fall.

He cleaned up, and went back to lie down beside her. He fell asleep for a while, then woke up feeling rather needy of Lilly. He decided it was best to not be there like that, and went to watch the rain. It was relaxing to watch, and it helped clear his mind. So much so, that he almost jumped when Lilly slipped into his lap. Feeling her panty clad rear in his lap stirred him into life again, coupled with her arms wrapped around him and that distinctive 'Lilly' scent that filled his nose.

“How long was I out?”

"For the night, and this morning. You really needed it."

“And bondage? Really, Shane? Is that a good topic for someone with a concussion?”

"Well, there's always anal first." His grin was a big as hers, and a lot more relaxed. He leaned in and kissed her softly. "Not that I am complaining about what's happening now. Anyway, we've got a few floors and maybe some walls to christen yet." He shot his eyebrows up a couple of times. "Not to mention a few more positions we haven't tried on the bed yet. But, you're the doc, I'll defer to your recommendation on how to best put the patient through rehab."

 

[heartofcourage]

Lilly couldn’t believe that even as battered and bruised she was, he still wanted to have her. She smiled at him, her lips pressing against his for a long moment before she pulled away with a sigh. She traced her fingers over his features, memorizing each of them as she thought about how truly handsome he was. And he’d chosen her for better or for worse.

“I, Lillian Grace McKenzie, take you, Shane, as my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, through sickness and in health, until death do us part.” She said in a quiet voice, her cheeks blushing prettily as she felt his gaze upon her. “Kiss your bride, Shane.”

She tilted her chin up towards him, sighing as she felt his lips against hers. She wrapped her arms around him, mindful of the wound, and held her husband close. He was perfect, she thought to herself, and he was hers.

“Take me to bed. I think I might like to try this bondage thing.” She at least had the decency to blush as she said it but she did have to admit that the thought got her hot and ready. “If you’re careful, of course. I don’t know if you know this but I had a knock on the head recently. It’s still a bit sore.” She grinned at him, her eyes glittering in the dim light of the day.

Most girls would have asked for a diamond ring the size of a bird’s egg. Lilly had asked her new husband to tie her to the bed and have his way with her. Well, that certainly did seem to suit them both. She wouldn’t have it any other way.

 

[marauder13]

Shane loved her smile. It was so natural, and filled her face with joy. The same lips also did wonderful things for him, mostly to do with kissing. That, and they way they felt when closed around his cock. He fought hard not to close his eyes as he remembered the various times she had done that for him.

But he was caught off guard as her fingers started to trace over him. He tried weakly to catch one with his lips as it brushed over his mouth, chuckling softly as it escaped. He was a little perplexed, but above all he was enjoying what she was doing, and the trail of tingles she was leaving behind.

“I, Lillian Grace McKenzie, take you, Shane, as my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, through sickness and in health, until death do us part.”

She spoke quietly, her face lighting up beautifully as she spoke. His eyes widened a little, but something deep down told him she was dead serious about her declaration. His heart jumped a few times, and his mouth went dry.

“Kiss your bride, Shane.”

He didn't even have to think about what to do then. He was already in motion as Lilly tilted her head back to receive his kiss. There was nothing chaste, gentle or even remotely innocent about it. He claimed her mouth, his tongue pushing aside her lips seeking out hers with a single minded determination. He wrestled with her slippery pink muscle until he pinned it down, moaning softly his success in his little campaign.

It was only when he stopped kissing her that he felt her arms around his shoulders, and her lovely body pressed against him. A body that she had just pledged to him as his wife.

“Take me to bed. I think I might like to try this bondage thing.”

He smiled broadly as she blushed again. He shifted his arms to better support her, and lifted her up as he stood. "If I didn't know better, I just think you like being carried around like some upper class woman. Of course, little does she know about the method of payment." He gave her a roguish look.

“If you’re careful, of course. I don’t know if you know this but I had a knock on the head recently. It’s still a bit sore.”

"I will be very careful of all your current injuries, my love."

He carried her back to the bed, and sat her down gently on the edge. He started to reach to cup her face before kissing her, but stopped himself in time. He dropped down in front of her, kissing her quickly and passionately.

"While I'm getting what we need, why don't you slip into something more comfy, like nakedness."

Shane moved through the house quickly, dashing over to the Beast, and getting the length of rope he had cut off just in case of bondage needs. He dashed back again, happily not getting to wet along the way. When he got back inside, he shucked off his boots, and got out his knife so he could get the lengths right. He walked back into the room purposefully, watching Lilly with lust filled, but calculating eyes.

He grabbed one end of the rope coil, and measured off a sufficient length, cutting it cleanly. He placed the knife on top of the remainder of the coil, and approached Lilly.

"I guess its my turn. I, Shane Alan Patterson, take you, Lilly," Shane stood Lilly up, pulling her hands behind her gently, "as my lawfully wedded wife," he crossed her wrists and started to wrap the rope around them, "to love, honour and protect, to have and to hold, through sickness and in health, until death do us part.” As he finished, he tied off the knot. The binding was firm, but she still had circulation and her arm was not tight and effecting the wound.

"Now, my darling wife, I am a traditional fellow." He pulled off his shirt, grinning broadly. "In my wife's vow, there was supposed to be a bit about 'to love, honour and obey', but I didn't hear that." He pulled off his pants, showing her clearly he was very ready for what was going to happen on their 'wedding night'.

"But, since you were a naughty girl..." The laughter could almost be heard in his voice as he bent her over, and used his strength to hold her in that position and support her, he slapped her ass playfully three times. "That's for not vowing to love me, to honour me and to obey me." He chuckled at the last one.

He lifted her straight up, smiling broadly. "You can, if you chose, which would make me love you even more, but that's purely an optional extra." He gave her a quick kiss.

He guided her to her knees. "Now, you may... kiss your husband. Then, you can suck him with that sexy mouth of yours until he erupts in your mouth."

 

[heartofcourage]

Lilly clung to his neck as he lifted her into his arms and she smiled at his little comment. “I don’t mind being carried as long as it’s you carrying me.” She pressed her lips to his jaw, tracing over his ear and down to his throat as he took her into the bedroom and sat her on the edge of the bed.

Her heart was racing as he kneeled in front of her and kissed her with a passion that took her breath away. She clung to him as he pulled away and told her to slip into something more comfortable. In Shane speak that meant he wanted her naked. She smiled at him and nodded, another quick kiss to his lips before he dashed out of the room.

It took a moment to get out of her clothing, her arm throbbing slightly at the movement. She went slowly, peeling off his shirt and then sliding her panties over her hips until she sat back down on the bed and waited for him to return. She was nervous, her body trembling as if she were a blushing virgin. Why was she so nervous? This was Shane, her lover, the only person she trusted in this world. Maybe it was the fact that she was about to give up complete control to him in a way that she’d never done before.

She let out a small sigh when he came back into the room, a length of rope in his hands. She watched as he looked over her body with lust before he began measuring out the rope and cutting it off with his knife. She allowed him to pull her to her feet and she glanced over her shoulder as he pulled her wrists together behind her back and started to bind her as he recited his vows.

She moaned softly as he tied off the knit when he finished and she had a happy smile on her face. She tested the bonds, finding them tight but not tight enough to cause pain. He was taking care of her in so many ways. She turned her eyes back to him, love shining in them as he took the same vows that she’d taken.

Her eyes traced over the familiar sight of his hard chest. It made her mouth go dry even to this day. Then the sight of his cock coming into view, proud and hard, had her mouth watering. She looked at him and smile, the want and lust evident in her eyes, as he mentioned that she had forgotten part of her vow.

She gasped as he bent her over, his arm supporting her as he smacked her ass three times. She moaned, her hips flexing and squirming as heat spread across her bottom as Shane straightened her back up, his smile wide. His kiss stole her breath away and she was quick to lean forward and deepen the kiss, she moaned against his lips and melted.

When he guided her to her knees, she looked up his body, his cock directly in her view. “I promise to love, honor and obey you, love.” She murmured, her lips brushing against the tip of his cock. “Most definitely obey you. In the bedroom mostly.” She took his hard cock into her mouth, stretching her lips around his girth as she looked up at him, her wrists pulling against her bindings as she had the frustrating need to touch him.

 

[marauder13]

Seeing Lilly even so simply restrained, and seemingly enjoying it, aroused the hell out of Shane. That they had also, between themselves, married each other, made the whole thing even more erotic for him. He was not taking Lilly, he was taking his wife Lilly. Something that was meant as a little joke, that took root to add a little more sanity to a rather insane world. His heart thundered in his chest as he saw her accepting his gift of his binding while she loved him and he loved her.

“I promise to love, honor and obey you, love.”

Shane's eyes widened more from her words than from the delicious brushing of her lips across the tip of his rampant erection. He was learning when she joked, and when she was serious.

“Most definitely obey you. In the bedroom mostly.”

He opened his mouth in a silent 'O' as she took him in, making his knees weaken for a moment. Shane slammed his mouth closed, the moan still loud through the clenched lips.

"Meaning... you'll definitely... obey me... in the bedroom... and occasionally elsewhere?" He took a few long deep, rapid breaths, followed by a groan as Lilly managed to work a good spot for him. "I can live with that." The words rushed out low and deep.

He saw how Lilly struggled with her hands from time to time, wanting to move them but ropes prevented her. He resisted the urge to bring a hand or two down to Lilly's head and guide her, or hold her while he set the pace. She was not that experienced, and he didn't want to hurt her or scare her. What she was doing was wonderful, and there was always later to show her other ways of having naughty fun.

The pleasure was building within him, almost tangible, becoming a pressure inside his body. He felt a tingling start at his fingers and toes that slowly swept up his limbs as the pressure climbed in his torso, focusing low in his body. Shane was fighting for breath as Lilly continued to work her magic on him with her mouth until he felt the rush leaving his body, his shaft swelling as he spurted long ropes of hot cum into Lilly's mouth.

"Fuckin hell, Lilly! Oh... my..." Grunts and groans followed as he held onto her shoulders, more for moral support than any real need to keep him upright. By the time he finished, he was panting and smiling broadly.

"Now, don't you even think for a moment that there was anything wrong with a single thing you did. My wife started her married life very, very well." He put his hands about her ribs, helping her to stand. "Tell me, what did you think and feel when I slapped that sexy bum of yours?" He turned her about, unbinding her wrists carefully, then checking them for signs of constriction.

He led her back to the bed, turning her and kissing her her deeply and passionately. Being considerate of her wounded arm, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her firmly in his embrace.

"You were wonderful in your first time tied up, Lilly. When you're ready, we'll go onto your next one. You'll need to lie on your back, arms up above your head, legs spread out to each corner of the base of the bed."

 

[heartofcourage]

Lilly was finding that it was an entirely different world to try and pleasure Shane without the use of her hands. She had to get creative in the way that she used her mouth and tongue to bring him pleasure and she was trying her best, but even that felt clumsy and awkward. She checked his face every few strokes and found that he was in ecstasy and that put her mind at ease.

She moaned the moment that his hot cum spurted into her mouth as he grunted and groaned. She loved the noises that he made when he came and it made her squirm on her knees, her wrists pulling at the bindings as she wanted to touch him. Oh, this was maddening, she thought to herself as she drank down what he was giving to her. She sighed as he pulled her off his cock, helping her to stand before him.

“I liked it.” She admitted to him about being spanked. Her cheeks flushed bright red and she allowed him to unbind her wrists. “I liked it a lot, actually.”

Why was she being shy all the sudden? This was Shane, the man that she’d just taken for her husband, and she was being shy like she was a virgin getting ready to get laid for the first time. Well, she was kind of like a virgin because sex with ropes and bondage was an entirely different world for her.

“It’s scary, Shane, but so exciting. The thought that I can trust you so much to do this is such a huge turn on.” She whispered to him as he led her back to the bed and took her breath away with a consuming kiss. She moaned and pressed her naked body against his, his arms wrapping around her to hold her tight.

Lilly lay back on the bed like he instructed, her arms above her head and her legs spread to each corner of the bed. Her dark hair fanned around her and she looked up at him with complete trust and a healthy mixture of lust. She squirmed on the sheets, her hips pressing up to show him the wetness that was gathered there.

“Look what you do to me, Shane. This is all because of you.” She whispered in a breathless voice, the wetness on her nether lips very apparent. "This is all for you, too. No other man will ever have this but you."