Chapter 53

Warning! Very Graphic stuff written in italics! Also, the usual Mareth-porn ahead.

Sorry for the while! I just had my exam-period and was pretty tired during the weekend. (And we were celebrating my grandma's 70th birthday as well as my uncles 50th)

The Hilltop was burning.

Rick, Daryl, Michonne, Aaron, Ezekiel, Joshua, Paul and everybody else were killed by walkers or saviors.

The war was lost.

Gareth was kneeing in front of Negan and his men. Saxon and David were holding Maggie, who was heavily pregnant, maybe six or seven months on.

"Hmm…just the fucking pretty couple is left. And the baby" Negan smiled while looking at Maggie. "You need to be fucking punished"

"Can we have her?" asked Saxon with sick smile. His right hand went through her brown hair, caressing and stroking them.

"No, we don't fucking do that. We still need to be fucking civilized, right honey" Negan asked, still smiling.

Maggie started crying, and Gareth started pleading.

"Please, we'll do anything! I was fighting you, punish me! Not her! She's pregnant for fuck's sake!" he begged.

"Boy, you got fucking guts. Sacrificing ya for ya fucking girl. But it seems that she fucking ain't have ones!" Negan replied, turning to Maggie.

And then he took out his big knife and cut Maggie's expanded belly open.

"She does not have guts!" he smiled.

Maggie took a second before she screamed in agony. Gareth couldn't say anything. Blood started to drip out, and something followed. The baby. It hit the ground, dead in seconds.

Maggie kept screaming until Saxon broke her neck.

Gareth woke up from a nightmare, sweating and gasping loudly.

"Gareth?" came Maggie's tired voice came from next to him. "Is everything okay, baby?"

"Hmm…yes. Just had a bad dream" Gareth replied.

"A nightmare? What kind off?" Maggie asked.

"You were killed by Saxon. You and the baby. You were further along the pregnancy in the dream, six or seven months" Gareth mumbled, getting a few tears in his eyes.

"Oh baby, that ain't gonna happen" replied Maggie. "We'll be safe, ya gotta look out for ya self tomorrow. This baby does not have a that big family left, he or she is gonna need the daddy, the real daddy"

"I will, don't worry, baby" Gareth replied. "Go back to sleep"

"I would, but I've noticed that there is a DILF next to me" Maggie smiled at him. Her hand traveled through the sheets to his underwear and touched his erection. "Is there anything I can to make you feel better?"

"Shit…Maggie, you dirty.." Gareth tried to mumble to her, but feeling the touch of his wife's hand quickly shut him. How was she able to get always away with it? He didn't know the answer, but did neither care.

"Backdoor?" asked Gareth his wife.

"Sure" replied Maggie and got on all her fours. Gareth quickly got behind her. She was wearing her usual blue nightgown she had found in the Hilltop and black knickers. Gareth pulled up the skirt and the knickers down, exposing her anus to him.

"Did I ever told you that I love your butt? It's so beautiful and soft…I fucking love it" he whispered to her, while his hands caressed her butt. He planted a soft kiss on the cheeks, before positioning himself comfortably behind her.

His now exposed member went into her tight hole, causing Maggie to gasp slightly.

"Ohhh! Gareth…you feel so much…ahhh!" she gasped as he pushed in.

"Fuck!" muttered Gareth back. "You got a tight ass, I almost forgot how amazing it is!"

He pulled back out and pushed back in, then out again. A rhythm slowly started to form. In, out. In, out. In, out.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Maggie moaned within two minutes, as Gareth got in faster and deeper. "Take m' all the way!"

Gareth's hands took a permanent hold on her shoulders and kept thrusting. It got slowly too tight for him and he knew he had to come soon. Or rather, right in that moment.

"Oh fuuucck!" Gareth groaned as he ejaculated in her.

"Yeeess! Fill m', baby!" Maggie gasped as his essence went into her backdoor.

Gareth collapsed on her back and almost entirely covered her. Both were sweating and exhausted and breathed heavily.

"Fucking A" Maggie mumbled. "Feel any better?"

"Much" Gareth replied. "You always make everything better"

"I'm gonna be fine tomorrow" Maggie continued. "The barricades of the infirmary are strong and we have guns. I just told ya, look after ya self tomorrow"

"I try, you know I'll do anything to get to you and the little one" Gareth said as his hand caressed the still normal belly of his wife. His hand accidentally went down to her curls, and he noticed that she was very wet. "You're flooding down there"

"Hmm, have a quick snack down there, but then we go back to sleep" she said to him.

Gareth did not need any other permission and his head quickly went down on her, between her legs, to the right spot, and got to his favorite-activity. He got her an orgasm in three minutes and after that the two pulled their remaining nightwear off and went to sleeping.

Next day:

Gareth and Maggie did not have much time with each other as the two had to go for their stations. Maggie went to the infirmary, while Gareth joined most of the fighters. Gareth got as his weapons a Valmet M76, a finish riffle assault riffle, and the Glock 19 with the J.

"We're gonna divide in teams!" Shouted Rick. "They come all over the walls at noon! Use small teams, armed with a riffle or smg an' kill 'em. None of the ones that come in here are part of the rogue-faction that is one the outside. Also I need at least a dozen snipers in the hotel!"

Gareth ended up in a team with Aaron, Spike, Bonita from the Hilltop, as well as two Kingdom members, Duke and Fred. The team positioned in the trailer-park of the Hilltop, next to the wall.

"How are things with Maggie?" asked Spike while they waited for the saviors.

"Why do you ask?" replied Gareth.

"Man, she is so smoking and fucking hot! I mean you're the luckiest guy in the world, and ya have her as a wife and knocked up!" replied the younger man. "And I'm not interested in her…"

"Good to know, because I hope you know that I don't like competition" replied Gareth, not sure what to think about Spike's comment. "How are things with Ellie?"

"Good, good! She is great and funny, but still a little distant over my little…habits. It looks good, tough"

Gareth wasn't really listening, instead he checked the watch that Maggie had given him. It was a few minutes to noon. Where were they?

He wasn't able to think much when a crossbow-bolt flew threw Fred's head and three savage-looking men jumped from the trailer-roofs with machetes.

The war has began! HAhaaaha!