Truth in the Ruins (closed for heartofcourage)

[heartofcourage]

Dylan clawed at his naked shoulders as he pulled her body from the seat cushion, holding her tightly as he continued to thrust into her. She moaned, her head tipped backwards as she melted under his kiss. She exposed her throat to him, letting his lips trail down the length until he settled on her nipples again. His tongue tasted them, flicking and teasing her flesh until she was bucking against him like a wanton creature.

“Stone!” She moaned out, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as she felt the first pulse from her pussy. She clenched around him, her eyes closing against the sudden rush of her orgasm. “Oh!”

 

[Nordican]

"Nnnngh!" Stone shouted out feeling her body latch onto him and he could feel his release rushing forward. holding onto her sides as she rode his cock good and hard he leaned in kissing the exposed flesh of her neck before he spoke to her in a raspy panty tone.

"Dylan... I'm gonna cummm..." He said feeling her continue to swallow him up with each powerful thrust as they rutted in with their limbs interlocked and tangled with one another.

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan whimpered as her orgasm continued and she felt his lips pressed against her neck. The deep rasp of his voice made her shiver and she heard his words as he continued to thrust against her. His limbs were tangled around her, holding her body close to his as the truck rocked underneath them.

She moaned as she felt his cock pulse in her wet folds, then she cried out in pleasure with the first scalding jet of cum that bathed her womb.

 

[Nordican]

'Dammit' Stone half thought before the rest of his brain was cleared of most base function. For a brief moment after the first blast of white cum had left him he tried to pull out bu he found there was no where to go as they writhed together. Finding her lips in the mess of tangled flesh he felt her pussy contracting around him as he filled her up and pulled her body firmly against him as their sweaty flesh burned brightly.

He let out a haggard breath slowly as he parted her lips and then he rested his cheek to hers doing his best to catch his breath. He hoped and prayed that he had not just screwed himself over. As part of the plan for the people brought to the city that was there eventual goal was that there wasn't that much breeding amongst the subjects with non pure samples.

Not to mention it would be a terrible complication and one that Stone had little intentions originally to have to deal with. But he didn't focus on that and instead found himself looking into Dylan's eyes as he moved a hand up to caress her cheek and slowly he kissed her lips again before giving a small chuckle.

"Next time we should both work on letting go heh." he said with a half chuckle as he felt some of the warm cum trickling out over of his cock.

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan had never felt such a primal response to someone in her life. Stone appealed her to her on a basic level and the feeling of him filling her womb with his life giving cream made her shiver. It was a mistake to let him cum inside of her, she knew that, but there was something incredibly pleasing about the simple reckless act.

She pressed her cheek against his as he held her close, his body heaving against hers as they both tried to gain their breath. It had been hurried, spontaneous sex, but it was completely and totally gratifying. With a sigh, she turned her gaze towards his, smiling as he stroked her cheek and pressed his lips to hers with a soft chuckle.

She found herself laughing as well, giggling in the aftermath of something so amazing as he joked about working on letting go the next time.

“I didn’t mind.” She said softly, her hands smoothing over his back and shoulders as their hearts calmed and the sweat on their bodies cooled. “In fact, I think I enjoyed it more this time.”

 

[Nordican]

Stone gave her a small smile and rubbed his nose over her cheek for a moment before kissing her softly. He could still feel the heat of his release as he shifted under her and slowly let himself fall back with her on top of him. His hand held her neck and he kissed her again and part of him knew he was falling for her. Slowly his left hand reached out for a rag from one of the packs in the back area as he smiled up at her.

"Well then I'll have to keep that in mind." He said though he wasn't sure if she just enjoyed his manner this time or liking the feel of him cumming inside of her. Either way he didn't mind and so long as she didn't get knocked up he'd be happy to provide her with the service. Slowly pulling her off his cock he cleaned both of them with the rag and nipped her lip slightly.

"We should go. Last time I let you talk me into sleeping in a little late." He said with a grin before he started pulling up his underwear and pants.

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan sighed softly as he nuzzled his nose against her cheek, her body blanketing over him as he changed their position. His hand on her neck held her still and she moaned softly at the feel of his kiss on her lips. Her smile was wide as he gently cleaned them both with a rag and then nipped at her lip.

“Do you know where we are?” She asked as she moved to pull on her own clothing, slipping into the second hand items before she tried to comb out her hair with her fingers to get out the worst of the tangles. “I drove for a while. I tried to stay in the same direction that you had started out in the first place, but who knows if I managed that.”

 

[Nordican]

Stone thought over back to their directions and nodded after a moment. "Windvale." He said after getting dressed and pulling back on his chest armor. "I needed to pick up supplies and gas for the rest of the journey here and it makes a nice rest stop before the smaller towns.

Stone watched her quietly enjoying the look she had as she cleaned out her wild hair that had been bushed up some. "I'll meet you outside." He said and collected his pistol and a small blade from the trunk before he rested outside of the trunk's hood and looked out across the city. Stone hoped there wouldn't be as much trouble as his last stop at the city with the odd collection of windmills that powered it and gave the city it's name.

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan finished dressing and then slid out of the car to look over the scenery alongside Stone. Windvale was a beautiful city if beautiful cities even existed anymore. She scanned over the landscape and sighed as the windmills turned lazily in the breeze.

“Should I put the collar back on? Or do we go with the husband and wife story again?” She asked him, looking to the side to see what his opinion would be. He looked a bit healthier than he’d been the night before and it made her smile.

 

[Nordican]

Stone turned back to her. "Man and wife or partners will work fine." Stone said as he looked at Dylan and gave her a small smile that looked half mischievous. "We should use false names walking around if anyone asks. A few in the town I know and trust but other than that this place isn't that far from Freshwater though they don't have that much in stock with slaves so the collar might draw more attention." Stone said and hefted his pack to his shoulder ready to tackle the rest of the day besides the small want to kiss Dylan and take her back to the rear seat.

 

[heartofcourage]

“Oh, do I get to name you?” Dylan asked, looking at Stone with an equally mischievous smile. She laughed at the look that he gave her as he hefted his pack to his shoulder and she joined in along side him. “I think that you look like a Mervin to me. Or maybe Melvin.”

She couldn’t help but giggle at the look that he gave her. She couldn’t keep the smirk off her face as she tried to look straight ahead and not at him, trying to play it all off as a serious suggestion.

 

[Nordican]

Stone gave a half frown at 'Melvin' and 'Mervin' for that matter. Looking at her he let the frown disappear into an expression of readiness before let out a small cough and seemed set a little pain through his arm before he continued.

"Whatever is easiest to remember." He said and then gave her a small grin. "You can be Sarah." Stone suggested from a few names off the top of his head and then waited to see if she had any problems with it.

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan smiled over at him as he suggested Sarah. She liked the name and nodded as he frowned at her little joke. It seemed that Stone didn’t have much of a sense of humor, she thought to herself as he coughed and winced at the pain in his shoulder.

She reached between them and took his hand, lacing her fingers through his as they walked towards the town. “Sarah is fine, Jake.” She said, winking at him as she let him know that she’d picked his name. “My darling fiancee.”

 

[Nordican]

Stone looked at her for a moment and then seemed to cave with a nod. Jake is leagues better than Mervin. Stone thought as they moved closer. He felt strange having her hand in his but he found he didn't mind the feeling as much as he thought.

Moving into Windvale they immediately saw all signs of the technology that gave the town it's name. Everywhere there were pockets of large stocks rising up from the ground. Each had either three large blades spinning or a close substitude and all seemed to be hooked up to nearby generators. The people looked friendlier then Freshwater as well and black shirted lawmen with circle badges patrolled the entrance and most of the city. They gave the two newcomers a cursory glance but must not have been worth their time.

There were shops and various street vendors as well who were chalking and shouting out every type of wear. Hats seemed to be in right now given Stone noted at least half a dozen of stores with every type imaginable. It was strange to see signs of fashion fads of all things in a town like this in a time like the one they all lived in but in a way it felt almost 'normal'.

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan looked around the city in awe. The technology that they had here was amazing, she thought to herself as the windmills above them turned lazily in the wind and provided electricity to the buildings around them. The shops were full of items, clothing, hats, little trinkets. She quivered with excitements at all the possibilities that she saw.

“Do you think…do you think I could get some better fitting clothes?” She asked, looking at Stone as she gestured to the ill fitting and bagging clothing that had been purchased from the slavers. She hoped that he said yes, but didn’t get her hopes up. It was a luxury and he might not even have the money to spend on her.

 

[Nordican]

Stone moved along with Dylan and then paused for a moment taking in the shops after she asked about cloths. Looking over her he did have to admit the paltry ones he had gotten from the slavers set her apart from the other women here, the ones she wore seemed best suited for basic appearances and quick removal.

It would be smart to have her blend in and if she liked them all the better. "Sure." He replied briskly and then gave her a small smile allowing her to take the lead and guide them to a shop of her choice.

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan’s eyes lit up as he consented. New clothes were a luxury that she hadn’t even had when she lived with her grandfather. The very idea that she was about to own something new was a heady thought and she instantly started pulling Stone towards a store that had pretty things displayed in the window. She looked over their wears, her smile lessening when she saw the prices and thought about how impractical the things were. It deflated her slightly and she tried to be sly about looking around until she saw a second hand shop.

“Let’s go over there.” She said, pointed to the drab entrance of the store while she pulled him there and entered the shop.

 

[Nordican]

Stone saw her looking over the more expensive items but held off saying anything. Buying her something was the least he could do to improve the trip and show her she meant something to him more than just cargo. But then suddenly she pulled him along to another store.

His eyes continually looked out for trouble as they went in through the drab entrance. A old proprietor greeted them. The man was of japanese descent and wore half moon glasses that looked patched together.

"Welcome welcome my friends. How can I help you today?" He said warmly as Stone stood close to Dylan.

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan glanced up at the man as he greeted them, her hand squeezing Stone’s tightly as she tried to figure out if he was a threat. After what had happened the last evening, she was jumpy and ready for a fight. She gave the man a smile that was just as warm as the one that he gave them.

“My husband is wanting to buy me something special for our honeymoon.” She said with the smile on her face as she finally let go of Stone’s hand. “I’m Sarah.” She extended her hand towards the shop keeper and shook his, her grip firm and features light as she tried to convince him that she was a woman who had just been married.

“Maybe you have something that’s a little more…fitting…than what I have on.” She said, gesturing to the ratty, baggy clothing that she was wearing. “And something that would fit into our budget.”

 

[Nordican]

The old shopkeep smiled a grin full of half broken teeth at her. He looked over her ruddy clothes and then nodded.

"Yes yes I'm sure we have something that might suit you. He guided Dylan back over to the left of the counter and showed her various outfits. Most had a rugged utilitarian feel to them. Most were colored in shades of grey or brown with the occasional dark blue. There were some one piece utility suits along with with other items such as shirts both short and long sleeved. There wasn't much in the way of dresses of course but he did have some under garments that might fit her that looked reasonably clean as well.

Stone stood close by like a silent guardian but he kept an easy smile on his face playing the part of the newlywed husband named 'Jake'

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan silently looked over the outfits that were shown to her. She sighed softly to herself as she felt Stone come up behind her. The clothes were clean and in good condition, but no really what she had in mind. She picked up a long sleeved shirt in dark blue and a pair of pants that looked like they would fit her well enough.

“I think these will do.” She said, looking over her shoulder at Stone to show him the price tag to make sure that it wasn’t too much.

 

[Nordican]

Stone nodded to her curtly giving her a small smile and focusing on not letting his eyes dip a little lower down his back after noting the price tag. He had a good amount of money on hand and would get more once they reached the drop point he had here. The clothes weren't expensive either and he would have been fine treating Dylan if she wished for something else from one of the other stores.

"Very good. It is nice to see customers here and especially newly weds at that. Makes me wish my wife was still with us. Survived the blasts and everything but she died when we were traveling with a group a while back." The old man said with a sad look and tone before he moved back to the counter.

 

[heartofcourage]

“That’s so sad. I’m sorry to hear that.” Dylan said as the man told them the story of losing his wife. “Jake has saved me a time or two since we met.” She said with a smile as the old man started to tally up their purchases. She glanced over at Stone as he moved beside her and pulled out enough money to pay.

“Thank you so much. I can’t tell you how much of a difference this is going to make.” She says with a soft laugh.

 

[Nordican]

Stone nodded and paid the total and then the old man set the clothes in a brown paper bag before handing them towards Dylan. Stone also acquired a small pack with a single sling that might go over someone's back. He figured it might work well for Dylan to have some gear and maybe a weapon on hand in case of trouble.

"If you want to change there is a room in the back. The mirror isn't all there but it still does the trick."

 

[heartofcourage]

“I think I will.” She said as she looked over at Stone. “I’ll be back in a second, baby.” She grinned at the look that crossed his face as she moved to the back room that she was directed too and changed into her new clothing.

The shirt and jeans were nothing to write home about, but they fit her well and she could be able to blend in better than the other clothes. She pulled on the boots that she’d been given by the slavers before she pushed the baggy clothing into the paper bag she’d been handed before she exited the changing room and joined Stone again.

“Shall we be off?” She asked with a smile as she thanked the shop keeper again before they left the store.