Mason tilted his head back with the pint glass still pressed to his lips letting the almost warm amber colored beer flow into his mouth. After only two gulps he finished off yet another pint as he soon could only taste the warm foam that was left in the glass. With a sigh he slammed his empty glass back to the bar top next to several others.
"That's hell of a ta...tak...tal...ale," Mason slurred as McNabb finished his recounting of fiddler's green, of what he saw. "Ah...story."
"Aye you be rig't boyo," McNabb said as he filled another glass for Mason and set it front of him without being asked. Mason took the now full glass with a smile and held it up before he took a drink from it. Seeing him McNabb raised his own glass and took a drink as well only stopping when Mason did.
"You know it's...funny," Mason said sobering up enough to sound serious. "When those...ah...big fuckers...what did you call them?"
"Ol um..." McNabb said as he wasn't as far gone as Mason but he had a good buzz going. "O' Arnolds." McNabb explained just before he took another drink. "Civilians call 'em tanks."
"Riiigggghhhht," Mason said pointing at McNabb as McNabb rested his back on the shelves behind the bar. "Fucking tanks. When I was still back on the dime I mean...line. We were attacked by a horde...one of those tank fuckers showed up. So then it busts through the fence...but the motherfucker showed up only after we were busy with the bulk of the horde. If I didn't know any bett(hic)er...better...I'd say that was almost planned." Mason paused to take another drink as McNabb watched him closely truly interested in what Mason was saying. "Send in the infantry first." Mason said slamming down his already half empty glass. "Then send in the big fuckers while were distracted and almost overwhelmed. That way we can either fire on the blanks, I mean...tanks and let the horde get closer and overwhelm you. Or...keep the horde back to get crushed by the tank...sssss...tankssss...tanks."
"I tink ya mig't be rig't boyo," McNabb said as he removed a finger from his glass so he could point at Mason as he gulped down his latest pint.
"Right about...what?" Mason asked as slammed another empty glass down onto the bar top.
"W'at ya said about te tanks," McNabb said now confused as he pushed his back off the shelves to stand up straight.
"What tid I say?" Mason asked as he swayed a bit on his stool.
"T'at t'ey send tem in ta middle of ta 'orde," McNabb explained. "As if t'ey planed it. Tat way we're all busy wit tat 'orde."
"I said tat... um that?" Mason asked confused as he subconsciously imitated McNabb's accent.
"Aye ya did boyo," McNabb said with a single nod of his head. A few seconds passed in silence before McNabb realized Mason was imitating him. "Ya mocking me boyo?" McNabb asked once it clicked a few seconds later as he crossed his arms.
"No," Mason said his borrow wrinkled in confusion. "I said that about the tanks?" McNabb nodded again. "When?"
"Just now," McNabb said.
"I don't fucking remember...saying it," Mason said as he slumped forward resting his arms on the bar top.
"I tink I be cutting ya off now boyo," McNabb said with a knowing smile as he walked over to stand in front of Mason. "Ya 'ad enough for one nig't I tink." He started to clear the empty glasses in front of Mason tossing them into the bar's sink. They made loud clinks and clashes but none of them broke or cracked.
"Just one more," Mason pleaded reaching out to grab McNabb's arm grabbing it on the third attempt. "I want to...make a toast." The two soldiers locked eyes for a while McNabb's gaze hard the kind an NCO uses to show they disapprove of a lower enlisted's actions. Mason's pleading and almost puppy dog like. McNabb was the first to break as he slowly started to smile.
"Alrig't boyo," McNabb said using the arm that Mason held onto to pat his shoulder. "One more." He pulled himself away from Mason, to refill his own glass and poured Mason a new glass. "Alrig't boyo, w'at are we drinkin' to?" McNabb asked setting the full glass in front of Mason as he stood in front of him holding his own.
"The same thing we drank to...when we graduated," Mason explained picking up his own glass and holding it up. He did it a bit too roughly and it caused the liquid to slosh around in the glass forcing a bit to spill out and land on the bar top. "The same toast Stumpy made...but first." Mason slowly and drunkenly got to his feet as he still held his full pint glass high. McNabb reached out to grab him as he looked ready to fall over. Mason managed to remain on his feet, although he did sway a bit and more beer was spilled out of his glass.
"Ya alrig't boy?" McNabb asked as Mason nodded still holding his glass up. He realized this and lowered it to chest hight.
"I want to say how god damn good it is to see ya again buddy," Mason explained as he looked at McNabb and swayed on his feet. "I have been doing this on my own...well almost on my own." He corrected when he remembered Liz. "For much too long now. Always on edge...afraid to sleep, not sure if I'm going to wake up. Didn't have anybody to watch my back, at least someone I can truly trust." He paused again as he looked like he was almost ready to cry the alcohol making him over emotional. "I needed this...I needed to relax before I had a stroke from always having to be wound so tight...It about killed me already...I got sick and the stress and fatigue caused me to pass out for two days."
"Sick?" McNabb interrupted concern entering his voice.
"Relax," Mason said with a smile and wave of his free hand. "I'm not infected. I already checked." McNabb nodded believing his friend. "Ya got me through basic." Mason continued his toast. "It seems only fitting you'd help my through this shit. I thank you...truly I do for letting us in and sharing your...'recourses' with us...even if you tried to shoot me when I first saw you again." Here both soldiers chuckled although McNabb's was more nervous as he realized he could have killed Mason. Would have if Mason didn't recognize the set up. "So now I will make the toast of third platoon of Charlie Company 46th Infantry Battalion 3rd Infantry Brigade...Born to hunt!" Mason shouted raising his glass up and away from him a little bit.
"Bred to kill!" McNabb shouted the next line of their old platoon motto as he raised his own glass and brought it closer to Mason's.
"Willing to die!" Mason shouted bringing his glass even closer to McNabb's.
"But never will!" McNabb shout bring his glass closer so they were inches apart.
"Nightstalkers!" They both shouted in unison their old platoon nickname as they slammed their glasses together suddenly. They caused beer to slosh out of both or their glasses when they hit and even more and they jerked them back quickly bringing them up to their lips. The two soldiers then started to gulp down the pints quickly and in one go. They finished at almost the exact same time nothing left in their glasses but white foam. They slammed their glasses down onto the bar top covering the top with their hand. They then tilted their heads back to look at the ceiling and both let out a long and loud howl. As if they we both creatures of the night calling on the moon for strength.
Sitting at a table in the corner watching the two make idiots of themselves was Liz. She had sat there when they had first walked in Mason setting his rucksack and weapon near her for her to watch. She had not said a word as McNabb had told his long story or as Mason drank himself silly. The truth be told she was a little jealous, Mason giving all his attention to his friend this McNabb. She felt so alone again as he never even looked back at her as she sat in the chair, but that wasn't the worst of it. She had this new feeling, one she couldn't describe. One that felt almost familiar but at the same time all so new. If she had to describe it she would say she was...needy. She needed Mason but that wasn't quite right. She needed him to hold her to feel his body close to hers and to hold him back, like he did that night he fought that Hunter to protect her. Then strangely enough she thought about when he had dressed her as a soldier and the feeling of...well she didn't know what it was called but the feeling he brought when he accidently touched her there. These thoughts were not helping in fact they only seemed to make it worse as he body felt warm and even more...needy and she didn't know why.
"Well boys," She said getting to her feet causing both McNabb and Mason to look at her as they finished their howl. "I wish to." She paused as she tried to use the word for sleep, the one that Mason used...the one a soldier would use. "Rack out." She said after a moment of thought. "Is there a place to do that?"
"Aye ma'am," McNabb said seeing her as a major in the Army. "Rig't up tem stairs." He explained pointing at a door in the corner marked private. "Rig't t'roug' tat door is a set of stairs. Go up to ta second floor. T'ere are a few bedrooms and a bat'room up t'ere for ta owner and tis family. All clean pick one ya like."
"Thank you," Liz said as she picked up her smaller backpack and shotgun. She crossed the bar as the two men watched her both not saying a word. She reached the door and pushed it open to walk in, the door swinging shut behind her. They heard her boots on wooden stairs and they grew softer as she climbed higher till they couldn't hear them at all.
"So w'at's 'er story boyo?" McNabb asked turning to face Mason. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his breast pocket. He pulled one out and stuck it in his mouth as he saw Mason eying the pack longingly. McNabb held the pack out towards Mason he took one without hesitation.
"Thanks," Mason said as he stuck it in his mouth. McNabb nodded as he lit his own cigarette. Mason pulled out his own lighter and tried to open it but his current state caused him to drop it onto the counter. McNabb chuckled as he picked up the light and flicked it open. He used his thumb to spin the wheel once producing a flame on the first try. He held it up to the end of Mason's cigarette till it glowed red. Once it did he flipped the lighter closed and handed it back to Mason. "Thanks again." Mason said as he accepted the lighter and re-pocketed it.
"Any time boyo," McNabb said a cloud of smoke flowing out of his mouth as he talked. "So w'at's ta deal wit ta major?" Mason looked confused as if he didn't know who McNabb was talking about for a second before he caught on.
"Oh," Mason said exhaling a cloud of smoke himself. "Her." Mason said sobering up a bit when he realized he had to conceal the fact she was infected, a witch actually. "She's part of USAMRIID. She was part of a medical and research unit sent to the field to study the infection and infected. I ran into her and decided she need to get back to a unit so she can share her knowledge." Mason explained pleased with his lie. "I have to do most of the work myself. She's a POG and an officer so she doubly can't shoot." Mason said with a chuckle as he remembered him teaching her to shoot.
"I see boyo," McNabb said taking a drag on his cigarette. "I mean w'at's ta deal wit you and 'er. I mean ya two..." He then whistled a few short high notes and thrusts his hips forward a single time.
"Oh," Mason said quickly sobering up a little more. "No... Not at all. I mean the regs on fraternization." McNabb chuckled.
"If ya 'aven't noticed tings 'ave gone to 'ell rig't now," McNabb said. "I tink ta Army 'as bigger tings to worry about ten fraternization."
"I guess you're right," Mason said thoughtfully as he started to think a lewd thought but shook his head quickly to clear it.
"I guess me question is tis," McNabb said with a wicked smile. "Do ya want to boyo?"
"Uhm," Mason said with a cough as his face flushed. "This is a nice place here you do this yourself?" Mason asked pointing at the boarded up windows and reinforced door.
"No we did," McNabb said simply.
"We?" Mason asked and then after a moment of thought. "Hey you bastard you shot at me. Why the fuck you do that?" McNabb sighed heavily as he sobered up himself a little bit.
"Tat's anot'er long story boyo," McNabb explained. "I'll give ta s'ort version. W'en fiddler's green was over t'ere was about a little under a platoon of us left. Mostly ta IFV crews. We moved into ta city wit ta supplies we managed to scrap up. Ta plan was to 'old up and wait for a unit to break t'roug'. Tis was our alamo. Tings were ok for a w'ile but we 'ad to send patrols out to find supplies and see if we couldn't find any ot'er survivors...We would lose some to ta infected. Even after most of tem left ta city following ta 'orde. We lost ta most during ambushes by Wolverines."
"Wolverines?" Mason asked confused.
"It's w'at tis boy called tem," Mason explained. "Private Zucker said he got ta name from a movie. Insurgents Mason...on US soil...US citizens. T'ey blame us for ta infection. Ta government and ta Army." McNabb's expression became hard as he sneered. "T'ey tink it's our fault. We caused tis and t'ey attacked us just for our weapons and gear. T'ey killed a lot of us before we knew w'at was 'appening. Now it's just me."
"Jesus," Mason said as he remembered the ambushed convoy he saw earlier.
"Ta reason I shot at ya boyo is cuase t'ey wear our uniform," McNabb explained becoming more upset. "Use our equipment."
"I'm sorry," Was all he could think of to say.
"Tis alrig't boyo," McNabb said as his expression softened. "So boyo, I can't 'elp but see ya a specialist when ya s'ould be ah sergeant at least."
"Well the first time I made specialist I got busted back down to a PFC," Mason explained as he sat back down onto his stool heavily. "Got into a fight with some civilians off post at a bar. I made it back up to specialist and then to sergeant but another drunken fight got me back down to specialist and an article 15 with loss of pay. Then there was the ammo storage incident."
"Ta w'at now boyo?" McNabb asked. Mason sighed deeply as he remembered.
"Back when we were mobing for my third tour," Mason explained as McNabb whistled.
"Third?" McNabb asked impressed.
"Yeah," Mason said as he continued his story. "Down in Hood they had me guard an ammo point and they showed me the 'line in the sand.' The invisible line that no one is allowed to cross...no one. I'm allowed to use lethal force if anyone crosses that line. I was standing guard board when this guy starts walking to the ammo point. I say 'halt' and he just turns to look at me and scoffs before he keeps walking. I jog over to him and raised my rifle and I say 'halt this is a restricted area'. He just keeps walking and just tries to wave me off so I run over with my rifle aimed right at him. I then say 'if you don't stop motherfucker I will take your ass to the pavement'. He gives me this dirty look and then crossed the line so I react how I was trained." Mason paused to look up at McNabb as he watched Mason hanging on his every word.
"I butt stroked him in the head," Mason said with a smile. "Hit him right between the eyes with the butt stoke of my rifle. Knocked his ass to the ground and out, even broke his nose. Only then I saw his rank...major."
"No," McNabb said with a chuckle.
"Yep," Mason said with a lame smile. "He was pretty close with the post commander to. Now I didn't do anything wrong technically since he didn't identify himself and he crossed the line. However I have seemed to be beaten out of getting my five by anyone and everyone after that."
"I see," McNabb said as he placed a hand on his shoulder. "You'll make ah fine NCO one day. Now t'oug' I tink it's time for us to rack out as well."
"What about the mission?" Mason asked confused. "I mean the plan? We were heading to the FOB there was one at the air port and-"
"It's alrig'y boyo," McNabb reassured. "I know...we'll discuss it tomorrow boyo. Get some rest."
"If that's an order sergeant," Mason mocked getting to his feet slowly and stumbling to his rucksack and rifle. He threw his heavily rucksack over one shoulder as he almost fell over. He managed to stay on his feet as he picked up his rifle and started towards the door that Liz had gone through a while before. "You coming sergeant?" Mason asked rocking on his feet as he stopped to look at McNabb.
"No I'll stay down 'ere boyo," McNabb explained. "Keep watc'. You 'ave a goodnig't boyo."
"Will do," Mason said just before he bumped into the wall next to the door. "Wall." He muttered just before he pushed the door opened and started slowly up the stairs the heavy rucksack threatening to pull him over. He managed to make it up them and his booted feet stepped out onto even flooring and just in time as he was dangerously leaning backwards. He leaned forward to counter balance his pack and almost fell onto his face. He took a few clumsy steps till he got his balance again. He started walking the hallway passing a few closed door and an open one that lead to a bathroom. He kept going till he saw the first open door that lead to a small bedroom. He walked inside and took it in.
It had a single small bed, bare with only a mattress. A single window and a dresser and night stand. More importantly it looked like it wasn't taken so he dropped his rucksack by the door before he halfway shut it. Mason made it over to the bed and set his rifle down on the ground the barrel up resting against the end of the bed. He then undid the buckle on the front of his web gear before rolling his shoulders back letting it slid off of him and chatter to the floor. He sat on the bed heavily causing himself and it to bounce a single time before he started to take off his boots. Once they were off he tucked them under the bed before he stood and unbuttoned his BDU top to throw on the bed. With that complete he flopped down on the bed resting his hands behind his head before slowly closing his eyes ready to drift off to sleep.
"Mason," A feminine voice said softly. He looked over sharply towards his door where he saw a female Army major standing in the door. He snapped into action how he had been trained. He jumped to his feet and got clumsily to the position of attention.
"The room is ready to be inspected ma'am," Mason said head and eyes straight forward. Or the best he could as he still swayed on his feet. Liz looked both shocked and confused at his actions and then smiled remembering she still looked like a soldier. Expect she had taken of the helmet, sunglasses and gloves now that she was out of sight of McNabb.
"Mason it's me," Liz said with a chuckle. "It's Liz." It was his turn to look confused as he slowly relaxed his position.
"Oh right sorry," Mason said as he remembered. "What can I do for you?"
"Well," Liz said walking in a shutting the door behind her. She then started to walk towards him slowly swinging her hips for reasons she didn't even know. "I would like to sleep but I can't take these off." She explained lifting a foot up so he could see the boot on it.
"Oh," Mason said in understand. "Yeah no problem." He stood up and moved to the side. "Take a seat." He said pointing at the bed. She moved to stand beside him before sitting on the bed. Mason bent down and started to unknot her boots before he loosened the laces and pulled them off her feet. "There you go." Mason said with a warm smile as he stood back up.
"Now this," She said standing up and tugging on her own BDU jacket. He nodded as he started to unbutton her jacket for her. His current state made his fingers clumsy as he pulled at the buttons his hands extremely close to her breasts. This caused that feeling she already felt to increase to an almost unbearable level.
"Turn," He ordered simply and she did so. He then slipped her jacket off her shoulders and handed it to her. "There you go." She smiled back as her body felt warm, she took the jacket and tossed it onto his bed.
"This to," She said grabbing the belt that held her BDU cargo pants up. He smiled again as his hands went to her belt as he dropped his gaze to forces on his work. He had been clumsy before with her buttons but now he was at a near lose as he fumbled with her belt. "Thanks." She said softly unable to take her eyes off of him as his hands were so close to that area.
"No problem," Mason said light heartedly.
"No I mean for everything," Liz said her voice soft and well she didn't know how to describe it. "You're my hero." She said softly.
"What?" Mason asked his voice suddenly dropping to a whisper. At the same time he managed to get her belt undone and the too big of pants fell down to her ankles showing him her undergarment. He stood back up and looked down into her eyes as she looked up. "What did you call me?"
"I said," She whispered her tone gentle as she blinked up at him. "You're my hero." Mason looked down at her his heart beating in his chest. He had been called many things since he became a soldier murderer and baby killer among them but he had never been called a hero. Well at least not sarcastically. He would never admit it to anyone, not even himself, but that was the one thing he had always wanted to be called. To do good, to make someone proud and to be called a hero. He didn't have visions of everlasting glory he just wanted to know that his actions saved somebody instead of just ending lives.
"I'm no hero," Mason said as his face flushed.
"You are to me," Liz whispered seductively taking a step closer. "Why did you stop?" She asked as she looked up into his eyes as he looked down at her.
"What?" He asked his mouth suddenly dry his voice just above a whisper.
"You haven't finished with your...mission," Liz explained in a whisper. "You have more to take off."
"Oh," Mason said his face flushing even more. He then reached out and grabbed her olive drab t-shirt at the bottom He pulled it over her hand and let it drop to the floor. She now only wore her bra and panties how they first met. "There done." Mason whispered as he tried to wet his dry mouth.
"No you're not," Liz whispered determined not to waste this opportunity.
"What are you trying to do?" Mason asked his voice barely audible. She smiled before she rolled her eyes. She reached up and grabbed him behind the neck to pull his head down bringing their faces together to press her lips against his. He was startled for a moment as he didn't know what to do. Had he been completely sober he would have probably pushed her away knowing they shouldn't be doing this. But as it were he wasn't and he started to return the kiss even going so far and to slip his tongue into her mouth to deepen it. At the same time wrapping his arms around her to hold her closer. Liz was surprised at the warm and moist intruder in her mouth be quickly welcomed it as he moved her own tongue around batting it against his.
It was her that actually broke the kiss pushing him back as he looked down at her surprised at both her actions and his own. He moved his hands up and down her back feeling her smooth if a bit slightly chilled skin.
"Mason," She whispered up at him. "I need you." She watched his face become even darker. "Take me." She didn't know why she said those things or how she knew they were the right things to say but she did. He could only look at her for a moment and blink before he wrapped his arms around her tightly and swung her around before pushing her to the bed. Now on top he leaned down to kiss and suckle gently at the side of her neck.
"Mason," She whispered again as she moved her hands up his back and under his shirt. "Oh Mason...mm yes." She cried as the feeling only increased as she was over joyed that he was returning her affections she had for him. She started to squirm beneath him unable to stay still as he made her body tingle. He started to kiss down her neck moving along her collar bone to stop at the center of her chest. His hands slowly moved up her body to gently cup a breast each before he pulled her bra down. Mason moved his kisses towards her left breast lavishing the soft mound of flesh with gentle kisses. Once he made it to the center he ran his tongue in slow small circles around her nipple as his left hand massaged her right breast softly.
"Oh Mason what... what are you doing?" Liz panted as her body started to squirm under him loving his touch. "I love it." He then took her nipple into his mouth and started to suck on it softly at first before it became a little harder and little more forceful. This caused her hands under his shirt to grab onto his back and hold him tightly. "Mason!" She cried louder as the feeling suddenly got more intense.
He loved the way she said his name and the way she moved under him and he wanted to give her more. He lightly and carefully bit down on her nipple causing her to moan loudly as she rolled her head around the bed. Mason then started to gently kiss down her body again as his hands move slowly down the side of her body to her hips. As he kissed down her body she started to roll and buck her hips as she started to moan softly as her eyes closed. When his lips reached the top of her underwear he eased his fingers into the sides of her panties and slowly slid them down to expose her lower lips. He took a second to looked at it as he right hand grabbed her left thigh as his thumb started to slowly and gently move up and down her slit right at the part.
"Mason!" She gasped suddenly as it felt as if lightening had gone through her body. She really started to squirm her legs and arms unable to keep still. "What are...you doing to me?" She demanded breathlessly as her hands went to move over the top of his head running through his hair that had gotten longer then his liking. As his thumb rubbed her he could feel it getting slick as she started to moisten. Thinking she was ready for more he lowered his head and ran his tongue starting at the base of her womanhood up to the top. "Mason!" She gasped out loud her eyes flying open before she moaned again. "More." She pleaded breathlessly.
"Of course," Mason whispered lustfully before he ran his tongue over her softly and arousal swollen lips again. He started to rapidly lick her slit going so far as to work the tip of his tongue into her folds. At the same time he eased a pair of fingers into her warm moist womanhood. Once they were inside of her he kept them there so he could feel her tight walls tug and pulsate around his fingers trying to draw them in deeper. He slowly pulled them back so just his finger tips stayed inside of her before he eased them back into her again all the while running his tongue over and in between her lips.
"Mason!" She cried despite herself. She knew that what he was doing somehow wrong that his fingers should never be inside of where they were. However it just felt so good as this unknown feeling was raising quickly nearing a peek. It was also the fact that it was naughty that made it climb all the quicker. "Oh Mason." She moaned again unable to keep still. "Yes." Her hands started to grip the top of his head tightly. "Don't stop." She breathed almost unable to think about anything but what he was doing to her. "Never stop."
Taking her words to heart he started to move his fingers in and out of her faster causing her to moan again and her body to arch. While he worked his fingers faster he moved his tongue towards the top of her womanhood near her swollen clit. He ran his tongue in quick small circles around it as she started to pant quickly. He then flicked it a few times with his tongue as she moaned loudly again. Mason then took the numb of sensitive flesh into his mouth and sucked on it softly like he had her nipple. Liz felt as if she was being electrocuted as waves of pleasure washed over her body making it unable to move due to his actions. She felt liking everything was quickly approaching a crescendo.
"Mason!...Mason!...MASON!" Liz cried out loudly as her hands gripped his head tightly. It felt as if lighten started at her womanhood and surged through her body making it unable to move but it felt so damn good she didn't care. Feeling her reach her orgasm Mason stopped and slowly pulled his fingers out even as her walls clamped down on them not wanting him to pull them out. "Oh Mason." Liz moaned as she came down from her high. "What did you do to me?" She asked as she looked up at him and he moved to sit back on his knees.
"Did it feel good?" He asked in a whisper. She could only nod her head.
"Please," She pleaded breathlessly. "Do it again."
"As you wish," Mason said with a smile as his hands went to his belt line. After he fumbled with it for half a second he lessoned it before he slid his cargo pants off along with his boxers. This allowed his erection to pop up now that it was free of its consternates. Liz couldn't help but stare at it, it wasn't the first time she had seen it since she had caught him masterbaiting in the shower. But this was the first time she was able to see it up close and before she could stop herself she reached up and grabbed it. Her small hand encircled it and started to slowly move up and down its length as she seen him do on his own with his own hand.
"Is that for me?" She asked lustfully. She didn't know how she knew but she knew that was going to go where his fingers hand been just moments before. As she slowly stroked him he groaned softly before he leaned down to slowly crawl up her body.
"All for you," Mason whispered. As he positioned his hips so the head of his member was pressed up to her lips causing her to moan and squirm again. "Are you ready?" He whispered into her ear.
"Yes," She whispered kissing the side of his neck. "Take me Mason." Still kissing her neck he slowly and gently eased his hips forward his member slowly spreading her open as he entered her. They both moaned until their hips met with a soft wet smack. He stay there unmoving enjoying the way it felt inside of her. Her orgasm had tighten her walls and they twitched and jumped around massaging his member. "Ah yes." She moaned arching her back moving her hips up to met his. "Take me. Take me Mason."
He slowly pulled his hips back so just the head remained inside of her before eased forward again causing her to moan again. Once he was hilted again he didn't move for a second as the single thrust caused her inside to twitch around him quickly. He didn't stay there for long not wanting the only one to feel pleasure as he moved his hips back and then forward slowly hilted himself each time. Liz started to moan with each thrust as the feeling that they were doing something so wrong but so right at the same time came back but only stronger. His member was bigger than his fingers and it filled her and she loved it but it brought a little bit of pain. However that pain with the naughty feeling only increased her pleasure as she started to feel it build again quickly.
"Oh Mason," She moaned again her hands running up and down his back. "Faster...faster Mason." He didn't say anything but only started to move his hips faster as he shortened his stroke but increased in speed. "Yes Mason." She moaned out as she felt him go faster. "Yes." He held his own steady pace as he moved in and out of her he to knowing this was wrong in more ways than one but he knew he need this as well. As his own pleasure started to build he moved his hips even faster till he was going as fast as he could go.
"Liz," He moaned as he moved his hips quickly as he wrapped his arms around her tightly.
"Mason!" She cried out as the feeling was approaching quickly again. "Yes...never stop!" He was moving as fast as he could go bucking his hips almost savagely as his mind clouded into a lustful pleasure filled haze. He was getting close and he knew it as he wouldn't be able to last much longer. This caused him to somehow go even faster and harder as his actions rocked her entire body. "Mason!...YES!...MAAASSSSOOON!" She screamed loud and shrill as she came again. When she did her walls clamped down on his member and pulsated quickly trying to milk him as he was almost unable to move. He grunted as he pumped his hips as hard as he could each time the skin on skin contact making a loud smack. On one hard thrust her tight pulsing walls were too much as he came himself.
"Liz!" He cried himself as he hilted himself as his seed exploded from him. He leaned down and kissed her deeply his tongue hungrily looking for hers and vice versa. As they both came down off their highs and he softened Mason rolled off of her withdrawing himself. When he did Liz felt a since of abandonment and loneliness without him inside of her. However he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close and she snuggled closely to him on the small bed.
"I think I love you," Liz said softly her eyes becoming heavy as she rested her head on his chest his heart beat comforting.
"Yeah," Mason said as he kissed the top of her head. "I think I love you too." He said as he closed his own eyes. They both drifted off to sleep the fact the world had gone to hell forgotten for the time being as they found comfort and safety in each other.