Graverobber has never had someone follow him around like Shilo did. It was a hassle after a while to be honest. She did things she wasn't supposed to, Like yell at him from across the graveyard when GeneCO was after him. Or when she dropped 10 Zydrate viles on the ground, as the shattered, she collapsed thinking he was going to hit her. She was so naive, but so gorgeous. For a young one that is.

"Kid, go get something to eat!" he yelled at her in the dead of the night, while he stabbed the Zydrate gun into a dead junkie's anatomy. He remember this one, she used to pay with…er…other ways…Or at least tried to, He always refused.

"I want to stay with you, please Grave." she pleaded to him. She did that a lot honestly, and his heart jumped every time. He never had someone plead for anything but Zydrate before. It made him feel wanted. But she was still a child in his eyes, he would have to wait and see what she will think of him in….3 years.

"Fine, pass me some viles. Without dropping them this time." he said, with a chuckle, She wasn't so amused by his joke. A rush of red covered her face. It made him smirk a little, but quickly went back to having a straight face, when he realized she was looking at him.

"what's so funny? She asked curiously. Okay so he wasn't that quick.

"you."

"what? Me? How am I funny?" she said, with a slight edge of panic, he sensed her panic. He wanted to indulge in her panic, make her scream, make her scream his name. shouldn't be thinking like that!

"your funny when you blush, it makes you look more…beautiful." oh no, why did he just say that? How could he be so stupid!

"oh. Well thank you" she said, while she blushed more, and she new it. Wait, does that mean she actually enjoyed it? Hm, maybe he can….no. no. no.

"Well kid, where are those viles I asked for?" he joked.

When she handed him the viles, she didn't let go of his hand. She just held it, not making any eye contact. Her body trembled. Was he that much of a monster? Was she going to say she didn't want to stay with him anymore? Why was she still holding his hand?

As he pondered these theory's, he realized that she began to rub his hand with her thumb, he looked up. When he did, she was looking at him in the eyes. He could see that she feared him, but did he see that she…wanted him? The way she bit her lip, the way she trembled, the way the was moving her thumb against his cold hand.

"Kid…"

"Shilo. My name is Shilo, please Grave." she was pleading to him. But not in the way she used to, it sound like the Junkie plead.

"what do you want?" he said coldly, as he ripped his hand away from hers. He hoped to god, if there was one, she was not asking for a hit. She was to pure, to sweet, to perfect already.

"I want…I…oh never mind." she said, trailing off, and putting her knees up against her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs.

"What is it Ki..Shilo?" he corrected.

"I just…I just want to try something…please? she asked. Why was she asking me? What is it she wanted?

"what is it? You don't want a hit do you?" now, he was pleading.

"No, that's not it."

"then what is it?"

"Kiss me. Please Graverobber!" she suddenly said. Panic rose to her face, as did the rose in her cheeks, how he already missed seeing her blush.

"what do you mean kiss you?" he asked. What I stupid question. She wanted him to kiss her, and he asked why?

"I want to feel! I want to know what I was missing out on for seventeen years!" she said. All of a sudden, she got up, pushed him towards the tombstone, and pinned him there. What was he to do? With a rush of fiery he kissed her, with passion. He didn't want to hurt her, so he eased off, but as he did, he felt her push her mouth against his more again. His hands found the curve in her neck, and the curve on her hip, he studied her hip. The feeling, the silky feeling of her skin, the Goosebumps she got right after he touched her in that spot. Her hands found his hair, pulling slightly and causing him to moan in her mouth. She pulled back. Confusion covered her face, and worrying that she hurt him.

"are you al…" she managed to choke out before Graverobber attacked her mouth again.

"I'm fine Shi, that was…pleasurable." he confessed. They looked into each other eyes. As there bodies where entwined to each other. Her hand found his hair, and tugged. Watching him moan, she attached her lips to his again. His hand on her hip, snuck its was up her shirt. Causing more Goosebumps to occur in the process. His hand cupped her breast, causing her to gasp and moan in his mouth. He smirked, giving her breast squeeze. Her breath became rushed, her chest pumping a mile a minute. She ripped her mouth from his, and she took off her barely there shirt. His eyes wandered her bare chest, he cupped both her breast watching head fall backwards, he released his hand from her left breast, to catch her head from hitting another tombstone. He slowly grasped it again, and leaned in to kiss her collarbone.

"Mo..mo…More!" she moaned to him.

"Do you know what your doing to me kid?"

"Shi...Shi...Shilo!" she moaned again.

"Sweetheart, I'm in control. I can call you whatever I like." he said. He searched her body, touching every inch of it. She wiggled against his body. He groaned as she brushed against his throbbing erection. She gasped again, and released her lips from his. She glanced down toward his erection.

"what…is that?" she asked. So naïve. So cute.

"that my darling. Is what your doing to me." He confesses.

"so, that feels good then?" she says as she brushes her hand against it, causing a tingling sensation to run through his body.

"Ye..yes!" he sighed.

"it doesn't feel good for me though? What other than what you were doing for me, feels good, like that." she said, as he brushes his erection again. He tenses up, he wasn't supposed to be this weak.

"now hun, do you really want to do this? Has your father actually explain to you sexu…"

"Yes! Yes he has…. Well sort of." she explains.

"Well, I'm going to show you, but promise me one thing." he says.

"what is it?" she asked.

" your eyes never leave mine, not ever. And you Must tell me if I'm hurting you." he told her. It wasn't a question. It was a demand.

"I promise." she breaths.

He grasps her face with one of his hands, and grabs her right breast with the other. His hand leaves her face, trailing his hand down her neck, across her left breast, circling her belly button, and ended on the top of her thigh. His kiss became more rushed, he hungered for her. His hand slowly fell to the slow skin of her inner thigh, he caressed her. Her breath was being jagged. Somewhat like a stutter. He released his lips, and found his was to her neck. Kissing, and nipping gently at her skin. Slowly the nipping became harder, as her nails scraped down the back of his neck, and mid-back. There will be bruises, but its only for the fact that his neck and back tomorrow will be raw. His hand move to her core. She was wet, and hot, and urging him to go on. He watched as her caressed her core, her eyes began to fall closed. He stopped.

"You promised Kid." he told her.

"I…I'm sorry! I'll keep them open! Just keep going!" she begged. It made him want her more.

He went back to caressing her. He slid his hand up hooking his fingers around her panties. Shilo raised her hips helping him as he pulled them to the dirty ground. He wont be letting her put those back on. After he disposed of those, he went back to her core, rubbing her core, watching her, and her watching him. Their eyes never left each others. He slid on finger into her, her breath hitched. He waited for her to catch her breath before he slowly pumped his finger in and out of her, after a few minutes he added another, he needed to make sure, she could fit him. It wasn't that he was being cocky. It was he didn't want to hurt her. Her breath was rushing more and more. Her hands tugging his hair, he moaned and growled. Almost a purr really. He slowly slid his fingers out, and put both of his hands under her thighs. He lifted her, and carried her to the stacked up tombstones. He carried a blanket around in his bag, just for her. He laid it down on the tombstones and but her down so that her legs dangled down. He grasped her thighs, making sure she didn't move. After doing so, he being to kiss her core. The moans and hitched breath were making it impossible for his throbbing erection to stop growing anymore harder. His kisses became lazier, and wetter. She tasted of sweets. Nothing like the junkies, they taste like salt, ash, and Zydrate. She was so hot, but so cold. It was like Heated ice. He then raised his mouth back to her. She could taste herself. She never though she would have tasted so…odd. After a few seconds, her taste was gone, and all she could taste was him. She moaned. He was the best taste anyone could ask for.

"are you sure you ready?" he asked her. He wanted to make sure she could handle it. He knows she'll be in pain, he'll end up carrying her tomorrow. She'll most likely be sore.

"Yes!" she managed to moan.

And with that, he undid his pants. She gasped at his length. As did everyone. He was big, and he new it. Actually he was quite embarrassed by it. Most times he didn't even bother to pleasure himself, he would do it later. On his own. She urged him on, hooking her legs around his waist. Pulling him towards her. Causing him to grind against her. She wiggled around again, causing friction against his erection. He moaned, and grabbed his erection.

"brace yourself. Hold your breath, this will hurt hun." he told her, she did what she was told. He liked that. He slowly inched his way in, she moaned in pain and in pleasure. He wasn't even in an inch yet, and she had tears in her eyes.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?" he asked her, scared he was causing her a lot of pain.

"No! don't stop! Please don't!" she said, louder than she wanted.

He inched his way in again, the head of his erection was not completely in, he felt her clamping down on him. He new this would hurt her, but it would be less painful than inching his way in. She was still holding her breath. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them down, and then pumped his way in, causing her to scream in pain, he waited for her breath to slow, and the pain to stop a bit more. He let go of her wrist, and wiped the tears from her face.

"You still okay?" he asked, while caressing her face.

"I'm fine now." she said, while she pressed her cheek to his hand more.

He started to slowly pump in and out of her. She clamped down on him, harder and harder each time. She moaned and groaned. His back was now starting to ache. He felt a cool breeze of his exposed back, and now felt the cool trickling of blood going down his back. She will pay for that in the morning. He pulled her closer, She moaned his name in his ear. It sounded like a angel was calling his name. her breath was now only seconds apart. She was close. But he was closer, he had been holding in this since the first day he saw her. He pumped faster and faster. Keeping one hand behind her head. And the other fondling her breast, and tender spot. He moved his hand from her breast, onto her clit, massaging it. Their eyes still locked until, her head fell back, and she screamed his name into the dark night. As she screamed his name, that was all he needed. He scratched from her neck, down her chest, to her core. He collapsed on top of her. Carefully he shifted his weight, but as he did, she pulled him back.

"Don't you dare try and move!" she told him. He didn't.

I few minutes later, the was caressing his hair, and he sat up, and reach down and grabbed her shirt. She sat up, slowly, causing her wince in pain. But it died after a few seconds.

"Here Kid, before you get two cold, put your clothes on." he told her. Going back to his smug ways, but now he had one question in his head. Was that a fling, or was it heading towards more.

"Thanks, and call me Shilo! I'm not just some kid!" She snapped. She was bitchy because she was sore.

"No, you're my kid, And Only mine." he told her. He was a little set back by his own words.

"I'm your kid? How about I'm your Sweetheart. It doesn't sound so creepy." she laughed.

"Fine, Sweetheart. But I will still call you kid, just keep that in mind." he told her, adding a kiss on her forehead.

Before anything could get anymore intimate. The sirens went off.

"WE KNOW YOUR OUT THERE! WE COULD HEAR YOUR SCREAMS FROM GENECO! DROP THE GIRL!" Someone yelled.

"Oops." Shilo whispered, as she blushed. She tried to rush, but the pain was getting to her now, and she was getting more and more sore by the second.

"hold on kid." he told her as he put the bag over her, and swung her over his shoulder and Ran.