AN: Well, for some of you, this has been the long, long awaited chapter, but before I get into that I'll apologize for not posting yesterday. My bad :P
Annndddd, *drum roll* There's a lemon in here nearing the end, so consider yourself warned.
Left 4 Dead is property of Valve.
Happiness Is Not a Smoking Gun -7- Hot Ride
"We're on the hiiiiiiigh-way to hell! Hiiiiigh-way to hell!" belted out Sophie, merging onto the freeway and avoiding dead cars.
"Hiiiiiigh-way to hell!" Ellis joined in. Eventually the two had the whole car in song as it sped down the open lanes.
Now, Sophie wasn't a terrible driver by any means, but by the way she was currently doing so, you would never be able to tell. The odd car or wandering zombie kept Sophie swerving, all done at rather high speeds. She refused to lessen the pace due to a few obstacles; after all, how many times would she be able to drive a car this hot? At the rate the world was going—never again.
Hitting a common infected full on caused the car to shake violently as the zombie was sent sprawling into the air. "Ten points!" she cheered.
"Aaaaannnd, there goes her sanity again," whispered Cas to Ellis. He nodded hesitantly in response.
"I'm glad yew made me sit in the back. Nick looks ter'fied up there."
Indeed, Nick seemed to be steadily growing paler each time the car hit a zombie. While steering, Sophie handed Nick the map, keeping her eyes on the road.
"Honey, pretend we're on a road trip. It's my turn to drive and your turn to read the map. How do we get to the closest marine?"
He opened the map, finding where they were and trailing his finger to what he assumed was Sophie's in-mind destination.
"Come on," she prompted, "we've only got another three hours of gas. Give me a place to go."
"Patience, woman. Geeze. It's about three hours away if you keep at this pace and avoid hitting anything that moves."
"Sure thing, babe."
He scowled at the nickname as Coach sniggered. Sophie missed the oncoming zombie and put on her 'game face'. As soon as she had directions and a time limit, the ride automatically became smoother, leaving no sound in the car except for the engine and the wind outside.
Cas yawned, resting her head on the hicks shoulder and closing her eyes. While the company was going to be quiet, she may as well gather her energy for the battles to come.
A few hours later, everyone had passed out except for Sophie. She would wake up Nick when she hit the landmark he told her about. Until then, she entertained herself with singing quietly, putting her brain on shuffle and going.
Giggling at the next song in mind, she started off with a very quiet falsetto, "Zoo time, is she and you time. The mammals are your favorite type and you want her tonight." She paused, looking around for any signs of consciousness. None. She proceeded louder. "Heartbeat. Increasing heartbeat! You hear the thunder of stampeding rhinos, elephants and tacky tigers. This town ain't big enough for the both of us. It isn't me who's gonna leave!"
"Shut up," spit out Cas, kicking the back of her chair to jostle the woman in front of her. "I hate that song, and you sound like an idiot with that falsetto."
Sophie blushed, and stiffened, embarrassed at being caught. She cleared her throat and shuffled awkwardly in her seat.
"Have to agree," said Nick with his eyes still closed, "I liked your voice a lot more when you weren't sing that ridiculous song."
She blushed redder, realizing she had woken the car up with her whim.
"Sorry ye had to hear that," she said, not making eye contact.
"I thought it wus funny," piped in Ellis.
Cas laughed at his addition. She was quickly cut off by the car engine sputtering. Ellis and Sophie sported the same frown, Sophie taking her foot off the gas and working the gears.
"Outta gas," the hick stated.
"Yup," the blonde agreed.
Eventually the Porsche rolled to a stop and the survivors sighed. The sinking feeling in their stomachs grew, intensified by the deserted area around them. They had to be out in the middle of the desert—the marina was probably just over those mountains not too far away.
Resting her head on the steering wheel, Sophie gathered her plan. "Okay, we follow the road until we find another car with gas. It shouldn't be too far away if we continue on the speeds we were just going. Otherwise, we're looking at a few days of hiking, so," she opened the door, "we're gonna be camping in the mountains for tonight. Sound fun?"
"Tons," replied the conman sarcastically, getting out of his seat, "I can't wait."
"I'm actu'ly pretty excited!" countered Ellis.
He helped Cas get out of the back and Coach climbed out on the other side. "Come on, ya'll, let's get going."
A few more hours out in the sun had the group begging for rest and shade. Sophie could feel the burns begin to form on her cheeks and shoulders—she had spent the better part of her four months indoors or out at night. Cas felt herself growing faint underneath the relentless heat, and Ellis could see her step wavering. Without her consultation he swept her off her feet and carried her. She didn't bother with complaining.
Conversation took up too much energy, so the group stuck to keeping their mutters and curses to themselves. By sundown, they had reached the mountains and a lush oasis by the roadside. They filled all of their water bottles before stepping into the water themselves.
Using the thin tarps packed, three makeshift tents were erected around the fire. Food was distributed (energy bars and some found nuts and berries) before they all decided to call it a night.
Cas and Ellis crawled into their tent, sharing little kisses through the passing time. Recently Cas had found herself more…excited about Ellis in a general. Sophie had assured her that it was normal—just hormones running rampant. Note, that she had also suggested that sexual activity during pregnancy was supposed to be fantastic (according to a medical journal). She even went so far as to say "The way they're describing it almost makes me wanna get pregnant just to have such amazing sex."
So what was the harm in trying?
Sophie and Nick slid into their tent, intending to get a good sleep. They were woken from their haze by sounds from the neighboring tent. Both of them were sure Coach was either snoring loudly enough to keep himself asleep, or was not getting to sleep that night.
"Looks like she took my suggestion," Sophie sniggered.
"You encouraged them to get busy?" Nick asked, disbelieving.
"Well," she shrugged, "it's not like she can get pregnant again. And hey, according to science, sex-when-pregnant is supposed to be great." She paused long enough to catch one of Cas' louder moans. "It sounds great."
He lay down, using his elbows to keep himself propped up. Taking off the sweater, she kneeled in-front of him. "Still like the top?" she asked with a suggestive smirk on her face.
He grinned, "I would like it more on the floor."
"Mmm," she agreed, sliding over him and pulling it over her head. "I was just thinking the same thing."
She had a leg on either side of is, effectively straddling him in the small space. Her pale breasts exposed to him right away, he lay there to admire the view, not at all minding her taking charge. In fact, he would wait until she was done with her little strip tease before making his move.
She worked next on his shirt, gingerly un-tucking it from his pants by slipping her fingers into them. Her cool fingers excited him even further as they brushed against his hips, teasingly brushing lower than necessary. As soon as she had nothing but her panties on and was working on his belt he snatched her wrists and flipped her over. She continued working on freeing his manhood as his mouth enveloped hers in a passionate kiss. He hadn't noticed anything until he felt a slight squeezing pressure in a certain region.
He threw his head back in a quiet moan. When he looked back down she was looking at him with a lustful smirk. He smirked back, lowering himself onto one elbow for support. Before she knew it, his hand was between her legs and his fingers were slipping beneath the edge of her underwear. She closed her eyes and bit her lip at the sensation of his fingers meeting her folds.
Lightning fast, she pulled her own panties off and straddled the conman once more. She positioned him under her opening, teasing him with her heat. He nearly glared up at her before she lowered herself onto him fully. A perfect fit—always.
She began slowly rocking back and forth, establishing a rhythm. He gently bucked his hips to match her movement, taking one hand to stroke her clit as she rode him. When the pace picked up and he couldn't take it anymore he threw her underneath him in an almost violent motion. She matched his intent by wrapping her legs around him for better leverage. He still had one finger on her clit as he ploughed into her.
Eventually she let out a breathy gasp, throwing her head back and moaning his name. He could feel her walls tighten around him, sending him over the edge. Allowing his seed to fill her completely, he slowly relaxed himself. He rolled off and pulled her to his side. She rested her head on his chest and traced one finger over the lines of his stomach.
"Could it get better than that?" he asked cockily.
Coach didn't have to be awake to know what happened. The lovers obviously had a fun time last night and at this point all he wanted was to find his wife and son. Ellis and Cas were starting a family of their own (and by the sounds of it, Sophie and Nick were well on their way, accident or otherwise).
Still, he didn't have the heart to wake them up before the sun was high in the sky, prompting him to move forward. Shaking their tents to get their attention, the four eventually reemerged, dressed but disheveled. The girls locked eyes with each other, sharing their experiences through conversations using only their eyebrows (a secret language only women knew).
After a few more hours they found an old pick-up with a quarter of a tank left.
"I'm driving this time," Nick insisted.
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