LEFT 4 DEAD WITH SOMEONE ELSE
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I don't own the Left 4 Dead series or any of the characters. I also don't any of the companies that make the weapons I mention. Nor do I have anything to do with the any establishment used. It all belongs to whoever owns them.
So don't sue me for this shit!
Rated M for Blood, Guts, Language, and Lemon (In later Chapters)
"Means Speaking"
(Means Thinking)
This is my first Fan Fiction, so please tell me what you think! I only have one rule for commenting: If you can't tell me why you don't like it, then don't say shit!
PREPARE FOR LEMON ALL YE WHO ENTER HERE⦠YOUR ASS JUST GOT WARNED!
She kissed him, her tongue winding and weaving around his teeth. He returned the favor, his tongue, his tongue exploring her mouth. His hands traced their way up and down her back under her shirt. They continued to kiss as they fell with each other onto one of the beds. Zoey sat up, dragging Nathan with her. She began to remove her pants as he stripped down to his boxers. A moment later, all they had was their underwear and each other's warmth. His hands shifted from her back to her now exposed chest. Her nipples grew erect as he began to play with them. He stopped kissing her lips and started to nibble on her ear. She moaned, digging her hands into his back and trying to pull him closer.
One of his hands drifted from teasing her breast to massaging her panties. She moaned, louder this time, and whispered lustfully into his ear "Oh Nathan." The front of her panties was now slick with her juices, coating his fingers as he continued to massage her. He nearly jumped when her hand clamped down on his member. The sneaky girl had snuck one of her hands into his boxers. "Well," he muttered "if that's how you're going to play." He quickly moved her panties aside and, with surprising force, plunged two fingers into her. She gasped and barely suppressed a scream of pleasure. Her hand clamped down even harder on him as she began to move it up and down. Nathan fought to keep his body from relinquishing power to her. (Damn, she's good!) He thought as he pumped his hand in and out. She suddenly stopped jacking him off, not because she was tired, but because she was cumming. She no longer suppressed he scream, and the sound of her pleasure filled the room. Her free hand damn near dug a trench into his back. Nathan smirked; positive he'd won their little challenge. She surprised the shit out of him by flipping him onto his back and tearing off his boxers. Before he could say a thing, she dropped to between his lags and swallowed his throbbing cock. His mouth gaped open in a silent scream. "Zoey, you cheater!" was all he could say before he lost himself in the ecstasy. As she sucked, she nibbled on the tip and wrapped her tongue around him. Finally, with an exasperated gasp, he released into he mouth. She diligently licked up his juices, cleaning him of every last drop.
Nathan turned her over and went down on her. His tongue slowly played it's way around he clit, causing her to shiver with pleasure. He then slid his tongue inside of her and sucked on her moist slit. His tongue twisted and twirled inside of her as she moaned his name again and again. He kept eating her for a moment, and then quickly pulled out for some reason. Zoey gave him a confused look, but his intentions became clear as he teasingly pulled off her panties. He then pushed his shaft against her pussy and began to rub up and down. He changed pace at random, going fast, then slow, and back again. "Dammit Nathan, quit teasing me!" she said, pulling him closer. He smirked and kissed her. As he pulled away from the kiss, he drove himself into her. She gasped again and let out a stuttered scream. He kissed her, cutting off her scream. He nibbled on her tongue as he slowly pushed back and forth. With a mischievous glare, Zoey stopped him and pulled him out. Before he could do anything, Zoey switched places with him so that she was on top. She pinned his arms and delivered a deep kiss to him. With one swift motion, she freed one of her hands to position him at her door and go back to pinning his arm. She pushed him into her, moaning with pleasure as he went deeper. Slowly, she began to pump her hips up and down. Nathan moaned until Zoey cut HIM off with a kiss. As her hips moved, her tongue re-explored his mouth. Steadily, she increased the speed of her hips. Nathan kissed her harder, desperately trying not to lose himself in the sensations coursing through his body. The movement of her hips was causing her breasts to bounce up and down. Nathan stopped kissing and bent his head down to nibble on one of her nipples. By this time, she'd stopped holding his arms down and had grabbed the covers for support. He stopped nibbling and returned to her lips. His hands took a breast apiece and began to play with them.
They kept at that position for awhile, Zoey's hips banging up and down on Nathan's cock, his hands twiddling and pinching her breasts, and their lips locked together. Suddenly, Zoey stopped kissing him and threw her head back, screaming his name as she came. Wave after wave of ecstasy racked her body as she pulled herself off of him and collapsed on the bed. She turned her head and kissed him, whispering "Thank you."
She stood up and hobbled to the bathroom door, causing Nathan to smirk in victory. She turned to look at him and said "You up for a shower?" He stood up and walked to her side as he replied "Yeah."
There was more kissing and touching in the shower, but nothing on the scale of what they'd been doing. Zoey did finish Nathan off with a boob-job. She pressed his member between her breasts and pumped him up and down, licking the tip as it came up. It wasn't long before he came for the last time that night.
After the shower, they put on their clothes and crawled into the other bed because the first one was all hot and messy. With one last kiss, they snuggled under the blankets and quickly fell asleep.
Zoey and Nathan woke to the sound of knocking at their door. Nathan leapt out of bed and ran to the door while Zoey rushed to get her clothes on. Nathan cracked the door open "Hello?" "Hurry up and get dressed love birds." came the gruff reply, Bill. "We need to move out soon." "Ok, we'll get ready." Nathan shut the door and rushed to his clothes.
They took a few more minutes to get ready. As they left the room, Zoey and Nathan could both tell that the rest of the team was staring at them. Everyone started walking towards the safe room door, but when they got there, Nathan blocked the way and confronted the team. "I'm sorry if we kept you up. If you feel offended by our relationship, then tell us now." Bill, Francis, and Louis all exchanged embarrassed looks before releasing a collective sigh. Finally, Bill looked at Nathan "As long as it doesn't affect you two out in the field, then I guess I don't have a problem with it." Nathan nodded and turned to address Louis and Francis "And you two?" Louis was the first to reply "I-I guess it's cool." Francis laughed "I don't have any problem with it. All I gotta say is: nice catch Nathan." It was Nathan and Zoey's turn to be embarrassed. "Okay then," said Nathan, opening the door "let's go kick some ass."
They ran down the hiking trail, tearing through the brush that had grown there since the Infection. Behind them, the roar of a Tank served as a reminder as to why they were running. As he ran, Nathan would turn around every so often to unleash a burst of fire. "Keep running," commanded Bill "I see a clearing up ahead.
They entered the clearing to find that it was actually a gorge. Running between each side was a rickety looking wooden rope bridge. As each member reached the bridge, they hesitated, having to decide between a potentially fatal bridge and a definitely fatal Tank. Deciding on the lesser of two evils, Zoey, then Lois, then Francis, and finally Bill crossed. "C'mon Nathan!" pleaded Zoey "Hurry up!" Nathan looked over his shoulder to see just how close the Tank was, too close. He sped up, trying to put some distance between them. When he got to the bridge, he didn't hesitate, he just ran.
About halfway across, it suddenly began to shake beneath his feet. Looking back, Nathan saw the Tank stepping onto the bridge. He had enough time to yell "SHIT!" before the rope snapped under the gargantuan weight of the tank. "Nathan!" screamed Zoey as the bridge began to collapse. Nathan grabbed the rope with death grip and swung with it. He hit the gorge wall with a bone jarring THUD. It knocked the breath out of him, but his grip stayed strong, despite the pain screaming through his arm. The Tank wasn't so lucky; it flailed about as it crashed its way to the bottom of the gorge. As Nathan watched the monster fall, he smiled to himself and thought (Gorge-1 Tank-0) He looked up to see the rest of the team staring down at him. "Um, a little help here? I'm starting to lose the feeling in my arm." The team snapped into action and hauled him up. When he stood up, Zoey wrapped her arms around him and said "Don't scare me like that you bastard!" Nathan chuckled "Oh, c'mon. It wasn't that bad."
They continued down the path, weapons at the ready. There weren't that many Infected in the area (Probably due to the late Tank's presence.) thought Nathan. So the team was able to get passed the forest with relative ease.
When they reached the safe house, they gathered on the front porch of the large cabin. "Louis, Zoey, Nathan, you three secure the perimeter. Francis, you're with me." commanded Bill, stepping to one side of the door. As the perimeter team moved out, Francis stepped to the opposite side and pulled out his Glock18. "You ready?" asked Bil, wh'd already pulled out his .44 Magnum. "You know it old man." replied Francis with a smirk. They both took a step back and simultaneously kicked the door.
Bill and Francis moved in, taking in the room in seconds. The two Infected in the room barely had time to turn before Francis put a burst of rounds in one Infected temple and Bill blew the head off of the other one with his hand cannon. They kept moving and went to the kitchen. Besides a corpse with a bloody stump for a head and the heavy smell of decay, the kitchen was empty. "Alright, let's spit up. You check upstairs, and I'll finish down here." said Bill, pointing up the stairs that connected the kitchen to the upstairs area. Francis mumbled something about old people and their joints, but went up the stairs anyway. Moments later, Bill heard Francis fire off a few rounds and then a long, sustained burst. Bill stepped into the hallway and walked to the first door. As he eased it open, he saw an Infected with its head against the wall. Instead of wasting his ammo, Bill flipped his grip on the revolver from the grip to the barrel. He delivered a quick, but destructive blow to the back of its head. The Infected collapsed, its spine broken by the impact. Bill walked out of the room and moved on to the next one.
A few minutes later, Francis and Bill gathered downstairs in the dining room. The radio was sitting in the middle of the table. Every few minutes, a voice would cast a message "Hello, Cabin, if anyone is there, please respond." There was a gun rack on the wall, stocked with weapons and ammo. They were waiting for the others to get back before they searched it. As the message repeated for the third time, Nathan, Zoey, and Louis walked into the room. "You gonna answer that?" asked Zoey as she sat down at the table. "in a minute," replied Bill "how's the perimeter?" "Clear." piped in Louis, who was looking at the gun rack "and look what we have here." Louis reached into the gun rack and pulled out a weapon that looked similar to Bill's M16A4, but shorter, more compact. "Nice," complimented Nathan, inspecting the rifle "an M4A1." Francis lifted up a Desert Eagle from his lap "I found this upstairs. Since I have this, Louis can have my pistol." Nathan turned back to Louis "What else is there?" Louis sifted through the boxes "Plenty of ammo." he picked up a long, black tube "Is this-""Yes." cut in Nathan "A silencer, and I call dibs." Louis tossed him the silencer, then walked to the table and sat down "I don't know what the weapons are; I'll leave those up to you guys." Nathan stood up and walked over to the gun rack. Inspecting the weapons for a moment, he said "We have Louis's MP5, a couple of pistols, and-"he stopped and turned to Francis "What gun do you carry?" Francis gave him a confused look "I dunno," he finally replied, lifting up his M1014 "this one?" Nathan looked at the shotgun and then back to the rack. He reached in, pulled out a large shotgun. "Meet the W1200." He tossed the weapon to Francis and turned back to the rack. Francis caught the weapon and said "Thanks man." Nathan looked over the weapons one last time. Finally, he turned to the team and said "Other than that, I don't see anything that'll help us any more than what we already have."
Bill stood up "Okay then, let's call in the cavalry." He reached over and grabbed the mike off the radio. With a final look at the team, he pressed the transmit button and spoke into the mike "Hello? This is the Cabin speaking. Are you still there?"
It took only a second for a reply to come through "Yes, we're still here. Are you prepared?" Bill smirked for the first time in awhile as he replied "With bullets around our necks and guns in our hands."
