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Mine

Zoey wiped her eyes, more tears spilling out, only to be wiped away as well. The witch was alive. But that was where the good news ended. She wasn't healing. She hadn't woken up in a day, and she was still bleeding, albeit slowly, thanks to the stitches. Zoey could only think of one possible way to save her. The witch needed to eat. But if eating a corpse didn't work, that would mean that the witch needed something else. Her.

Zoey climbed off of the bed, kneeling beside one of the corpses she had brought up from downstairs when she went to check the barricade. She used the e to cut a chunk of meat off, retraining a gag at the smell. Rotten flesh definitely wasn't her favorite part of the apocalypse. She climbed back onto the bed and slipped a small piece of flesh into the witch's mouth. However, after a moment of it simply sitting there, she pulled it back out. She stared down at the witch in silence. She had two options. Chew for the witch, or cut the pieces smaller and hope she could swallow them whole.

She stared at the rotted flesh. there was no conceivable way she could chew that and not vomit all over the floor. Not even if it meant saving her witch. She cut a smaller piece off, making it the size of her fingernail. Then, she placed it in the witch's mouth, tiling her head back. After a moment, the witch swallowed. Zoey tried another piece. Again the witch swallowed. Then, the witch rolled, vomiting the rotted flesh onto the floor. Zoey dropped the flesh, using her forearm to cover her nose instantly. That settled it. There was only one other option. She swallowed hard, looking down at her body, trying to decide what the best place to cut a piece off would be. Her thighs had flesh to spare, but that would make wearing pants extremely painful, as well as having the witch carry her. Her arms would be less debilitating, slightly, but she'd have to cut more off.

She looked down at the witch and sighed, walking to the bathroom and scrubbing the rotted flesh off of the blade. Then, she returned to the bedroom, sitting down beside the witch and placing the blade against her arm. She stopped, however. She wouldn't be able to cut it easily. It would end up being jagged and bleed heavily, and she might actually hit bone. She moved the blade away again and stared down at her body again. Never had she cursed being petite so much. At least if she was fat she'd have something to feed the witch. Finally, she sighed, gripping the skin on her side and gritting her teeth. She would need so many pain pills for this.

She screamed almost instantly as the machete bit into her side. She grit her teeth to try to hold the screams in, but she couldn't. After a few seconds, her mind began to shut down from the pain, the pain being about all she was sure of. Finally, she was drawn back to reality as she heard the machete hit the floor. She blinked several times, her vision returning from its void of white to find her clutching a chunk of bloody flesh in her hand, her side bleeding. It wasn't a deep wound. In fact, given time, it might actually heal mostly. It'd scar pretty horribly, though. She sighed, holding it over the witch's mouth, allowing the blood to drip into her mouth. After several moments, the witch's eyes flew open and she snatched the chunk of flesh, taking a large bite out of it and beginning to chew noisily. However, as she swallowed and moved to take another bite, she stopped, staring at Zoey's side, then the meat. She dropped it instantly, eyes wide as she stared between it and Zoey, whimpering.

Zoey smiled, shaking her head. "It's alright. Just eat it. You need to get better. Please. I don't want to lose you. Please eat."

The witch stared at her before picking the chunk of flesh back up. She began to eat again, but slowly this time, seeming to be having to force herself, and with guilt showing in every corner of her she was done, Zoey, smiled, standing and stumbling away from the bed, reaching the dresser and pulling out a shirt, removing her own and tearing it into bandages, using another shirt to hold against the wound before wrapping hers around it, tying it off. Once she had bandaged herself, she walked back over to the bed, climbing onto it beside the witch and sitting down again. The witch watched her, eyes full of concern and fear, but Zoey smiled.

"I'm okay," Zoey smiled. "I'll heal. And now so will you."

The witch nodded, laying back down and lifting the sheets. Zoey smiled, climbing in beside the witch, then laying on her right side, facing away from the witch, so that she wouldn't be laying on her scratches or her freshly wounded side. The witch carefully cuddled up behind her, wrapping an arm around Zoey, keeping it above the wound on her side, then pressed her face to Zoey's back.

"S...S...Sorry," the witch said, voice trembling.

"Don't be," Zoey smiled. "I didn't want to lose you. I couldn't lose you."

"H...H...Hurt...be...cause...lost...fight," the witch said.

"No," Zoey said. "I'm hurt because I chose to save you. I'll be okay. I promise. I'm not going anywhere. And I'm not letting you either."

The witch nodded against Zoey's back and Zoey smiled, lacing her fingers with the witch's, then closed her eyes, finally drifting off to sleep.


Zoey peeled the bandages away from her side. she had been lucky. The house had been fully stocked with food and had several medkits throughout the house, all of them with powerful antibiotics. Clearly the house had belonged to a doomsday prepper who hadn't made it home. They had been living in the house, just the two of them, for about two weeks.

Zoey's back had healed mostly, just some shallow scratches left, the rest having turned to scars. Her side, on the other hand, was much better than she hoped. When she woke up and inspected it, she found she hadn't cut off nearly as much as she initially thought. It was healing rather well, but currently was scabbed up and itched like road rash.

Whenever the witch got hungry, she'd leave through the back door, the Zoey would wait anxiously until she would return. So far, the witch had never been gone longer than twenty minutes. Zoey looked over at the clock and sighed. Not until now, anyway. She'd been gone for forty minutes already. Zoey finished bandaging her side to keep the scab from catching on her shirt just as she heard the back door close. She hurried out of the bathroom and down the stairs, finding the witch walking in, holding a katana in one hand and a new, undamaged AK in the other. Zoey ignored both, throwing her arms around the witch, kissing her and ignoring the hint of infected flesh on the witch's lips. She hated the taste, but she didn't care at the moment.

"Where were you?" Zoey asked. "I was so scared. I thought I lost you."

"S...Sorry," the witch said, her speech not having improved much, even though she had learned to act human much better in the last couple weeks. "F...Found...pawn...shop." She offered the weapons. "F...For...you."

Zoey stared at them, brain finally realizing what they were, and smiled, taking them. "Thank you. But next time, warn me ahead of time before you go on field trips. I couldn't bear it if something happened to you."

The witch nodded and Zoey kissed her again before pulled back, looking down at the blood covering the witch's hands and forearms, and some in her hair.

"Come on," Zoey smiled. "Let's go get you cleaned up."

The witch nodded and they walked upstairs to the bathroom. That was another plus about the house. The bathroom was big with a walk-in shower. The witch stopped at the sink, washing off her hands and forearms before she quickly brushed her teeth. As she did, Zoey inspected her hair.

"You'll have to wash your hair out," Zoey smiled.

The witch nodded, rinsing her mouth and kissing Zoey before pulling her bra and panties off. Then, she stepped into the shower, adjusting the water. Zoey walking into the bedroom and set the weapons down before glancing back toward the shower. They hadn't showered together since Zoey had stopped her saying she loved her. The witch had stuck to her promise to wait for Zoey to be ready before doing anything inappropriate, and hadn't tried to confess either.

Zoey sighed, staring at the bathroom door, listening to the shower run, as she felt her chest begin to ache. Her hand rested on her side in silence for several seconds. Finally, her eyes widened slowly and she quickly stripped off her clothes and bandages, all but running to the shower, her leg having healed about a week and a half ago.

She threw the door to the shower open, stepping up behind the witch and throwing her arms around her, peppering her neck and shoulders with kisses before pressing her lips to the back of the witch's freshly cleaned hair, then rested her forehead against the witch's head.

"I love you!" Zoey practically sobbed out. "I love you! I love you so much!"

The witch rested a hand over Zoey's arms, leaning her head against the side of Zoey's smiling.

"I...love...you...Zoey," the witch smiled. "My...name...Anna."

"I love you Anna," Zoey said, kissing the side of her neck.

Anna turned her head toward Zoey and Zoey kissed her, tears still rolling down her cheeks. They remained like that for a long while, trading chaste kisses in the shower, for so long that Zoey felt her fingers starting to prune. Finally, she pulled away, resting her forehead against Anna's.

"What...now?" Anna asked, Zoey switching to a more comfortable position with her head on Anna's right shoulder, leaning against Anna's own head.

"I don't care," Zoey said. "I don't care what we do as long as I have you."

Anna smiled, leaning back against Zoey as Zoey began to rock from side to side gently. As they stood there, Zoey's fingers began to lightly trail over Anna's stomach, Anna sighing contentedly, a small smile on her lips. Zoey tilted her head, kissing the back of Anna's shoulder. Anna smiled, her right hand reaching back to rest on the back of Zoey's head affectionately, the other resting on Zoey's left forearm. Zoey moved a little higher, kissing the top of Anna's shoulder. Anna sighed again, her face neutral as she looked at Zoey out of the corner of her eye, Zoey's eyes meeting hers for a moment before Zoey turned her head, kissing the side of Anna's neck over her pulse point, suckling gently at Anna's skin as her hands slid up to cup Anna's breasts, Anna moaning quietly, tilting her head back on Zoey's shoulder. Zoey continued to gently suckle at Anna's neck, nipping at her flesh every so often while her hands kneaded Anna's breasts, her index and middle fingers squeezing together over Anna's nipples, tugging them lightly, getting them erect in moments.

Anna's right hand curled its fingers into Zoey's hair, Zoey smiling as she began to get a bit more forceful with her kneading and suckling. After a moment, Zoey pinched Anna's nipples, tugging them slightly and gently rolling them between her fingers, pulling a louder and more forceful moan from Anna's lips. Anna's free hand moved down to Zoey's leg, kneading the flesh there and lightly tugging Zoey's hips tighter against her own. Zoey smiled against Anna's neck before sucking hard on it, Anna moaning as she did. Then, Zoey released her neck, smiling as she saw the dark spot she had left. She reattached her lips to Anna's neck after a moment, this time higher, just below Anna's jaw, and Anna moaned again, tilting her head out of the way for her.

As she suckled on Anna's neck, her hand slid down over Anna's stomach to her nethers, beginning to run its middle finger up and down through Anna's slit, Anna moaning deeply, hips rolling in time with her hand, Zoey taking special care to hit the clit each time. Anna's right hand also moved down to Zoey's hips, Anna seeming to be clinging to her. Zoey smiled as she circled Anna's clit a few times, Anna gasping, hips bucking at the sudden change in sensation before continuing to rock.

"How long have you been waiting for me?" Zoey asked, looking up at Anna.

Anna whimpered in response and Zoey smiled, kissing her cheek. Anna turned her head to meet Zoey's lips and their tongues began to dance instantly. Zoey slid her fingers down, pushing two of them into Anna, who broke the kiss to cry out in pleasure as Zoey began to thrust them in and out of her quickly, her other hand reaching down to quickly rub her clit, Anna's hips bucking with the motions of Zoey's hands. Zoey smiled, her hands quickly picking up speed until both were a blur, Anna's hips miraculously matching their speed. Zoey smiled as she returned to kissing the side of Anna's neck, beginning to leave more marks, more proof that Anna was hers. And that she was Anna's. As she did, she listened to Anna's breath coming in ragged gasps and pants, Anna unable to focus on anything other than Zoey's ministrations. Then, Anna's legs suddenly gave out and Anna paused to catch her, shifting her slightly so that she was more sitting on top of Zoey's own hips, before continuing, Anna's breathing again coming in ragged gasps. Zoey felt Anna's hand briefly struggling to find enough control to reach down and try to return the favor, but she simply sped up her own actions, robbing Anna of that small amount of control.

"Just enjoy," Zoey said between kisses on Anna's neck smiling as Anna let out something between a whimper and a mewling sound. She could feel Anna's insides quivering, and Anna's face was starting to contort in pleasure, but she could tell Anna was holding out for some reason. "Cum for me Anna. Cum for me."

All at once, Anna's breathing stopped and her head tilted back further as she began to arch. Zoey continued, sucking harshly at an especially sensitive spot she had found earlier on Anna's neck. Then, Just as Anna was starting to worry about Anna still not breathing, she suddenly jerked, gasping harshly before her juices began to actually spray out around Zoey's fingers like a faucet. Zoey smiled, releasing her neck but speeding up her hands, Anna spasming again and again, managing to gasp in another breath but still unable to force the air back out. Then, Zoey curled her fingers inside of Anna, switching to pulling upward with each thrust and finding a small bundle of nerves inside Anna. Instantly, Anna found her voice, crying out in pleasure with every thrust of Zoey's fingers, her body spasming almost uncontrollably as she continued to cum. Finally, her hand caught Zoey's, Anna not even having the strength to stop Zoey at the moment, allowing Zoey to continue but slow down slowly, easing Anna down from her peak. Finally, she pulled her fingers out of Anna, moving her left arm up to wrap around Anna's abdomen, Anna's left hand lacing her fingers with Zoey's from behind as her right reached up to the back of Zoey's head, curling and uncurling her fingers in her hair, panting and struggling to catch her breath as Zoey rubbed slow circles over Anna's clit with her right hand's middle finger. Finally, Anna began to breathe somewhat normally again and Zoey trailed her right hand up, wrapping it around Anna as well, kissing her shoulder.

"I love you," Zoey smiled, resting her chin on Anna's shoulder, still partially supporting Anna's weight as Anna's breathing continued to slowly even out.

"L...Love...you...too," Anna said, sounding more out of breath than speaking-challenged now."

Zoey reached out, turning off the water then remained standing there, swaying and twisting slowly with Anna. After several minutes, they finally stepped out, toweling off before heading out to the bed and climbing in, Anna bandaging Zoey's scratches for her before laying down, Zoey laying facing her, their legs entwined, and their hands clasped between them. Anna smiled, yawning, and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep almost instantly. Zoey smiled as well, legs shifting slightly as she winced, her nethers throbbing angrily at the lack of attention. She smiled, reaching down and kissing her and Anna's clasped fingers before setting her head back on the pillow and closing her eyes, willing herself to sleep


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