David blinked, feeling himself burn into existence in a trial. It seemed extremely... bright. Much brighter than he was used to. Blinking again to try and clear his vision, he found that he was staring at a bright blue sky, with a vast stretch of sand ahead of him. To his left, he heard the sound of waves crashing, and he couldn't quite believe it. Had he somehow escaped? No, because there was Feng, Bill, and Kate... and they were all wearing swimsuits. What the fuck.
He hadn't realized he'd said that aloud until Bill turned to look at him, cigarette still hanging from his lip. He had a white tank top that did hardly anything to suppress the thick white chest hair that he had, and board shorts that had little designs of some creatures David hadn't ever seen before.
"What kind of horseshit is this?" The veteran grunted, looking out to the water and squinting at the bright sun.
Kate instinctively curled her toes into the sand as it appeared beneath her. Her arms and shoulders warmed in a bright glow that fell across her skin. Was that...sunshine?
She shielded her eyes against the light and looked around. David, Bill, and Feng looked similarly confused as they gave their surroundings wary, suspicious looks. Everyone was wearing swimsuits, which prompted Kate to look down at her own body. Her, too - an admittedly cute little halter top with a flowy skirt that would've made her look like a mermaid in the water. Water - water? She could hear water, too. She turned to the ocean behind her and breathed in the saltwater air. "Where are we?" she asked aloud.
David shrugged, looking down at himself to realize he wasn't wearing a shirt, instead having an open jacket that seemed to belong to a lifeguard. "Not the foggiest," he muttered, shifting his feet from where he'd begun to sink in the sun. "Trial, I'd have thought, but it seems we're killer-less. I hope," he added, following Bill over to a small setup of blankets and umbrellas that were placed on the sand.
Feng made a face like she couldn't think of a worse thing to happen to her. "So it's just us?"
Kate clapped her hands together, a giddy elation rising from her chest. "This place reminds me of one of the beaches I used to visit for gigs," she laughed, spinning herself around to drink in the scenery. "It's beautiful here. Don't you think?"
Her light Southern drawl combined with her peppy attitude made David smirk a little, and he pushed his sunglasses up onto his forehead to watch her.
"Certainly better than what they usually put us through," Bill responded, puffing on his cigarette again before he settled back onto a blanket.
"Shouldn't we look for gens or something?" Feng asked impatiently, crossing her arms across her shiny blue swimsuit. "One of the quiet ones might be here. We can't just lay around."
Kate chewed on her bottom lip as she looked around again. "I mean...I haven't felt sun in forever," she sighed happily, stretching out her arms to feel the heat on her skin again. "Even if it isn't real, I'd like to enjoy it for a little longer."
Feng cursed under her breath. "We're going to get killed if we stay together in one place," she muttered nervously.
David stood and made his way to the girls, placing a hand on Feng's shoulder. "I don't think there are any; this thing feeds off emotion, yeah? I'd bet the git wants us to feel too nervous to enjoy this, and it'll eat better tonight for it. Fuck the bastard, let's enjoy ourselves, eh?"
Kate smiled at David's confidence. Most of the others didn't really care for his company, and she could understand why - he was often rude and blunt and very rarely truly got along with anyone else. But he had the capacity to be kind, too. She hadn't forgotten the last trial they had together. He'd pulled her off the hook, even though he knew the big, bear-trap killer was stalking nearby. He didn't make it out that time, but she did, and it was only thanks to him.
David gave Feng a broad smile, and turned to Kate. Her outfit was quite alluring, he had to admit. David hadn't ever given anyone's attractiveness much thought in here, but in a situation like this, well. He didn't want to stare, but it was a little difficult.
Feng shoved his hand off her shoulder almost immediately and looked like she was about to really let him have it when she turned her eyes away and squinted, peering off into the distance.
"Oh, shit!" came a loud, irritating voice. "What's up, fuckers?! Bet you didn't think we'd bump into each other!"
David turned where Feng looked to see four more figures, also decked out in swimwear and carrying floaties and a cooler. "Who the hell...?"
Feng took several steps back in shock. "Oh, for fuck's sake!"
Kate looked over, too, and though she didn't swear she did step a little closer to her group. "Oh," she managed.
David still didn't recognize the group approaching them, but apparently the others did. The loudmouth who had spoken first yelled to them again, despite there being less distance between them now. "Come on now, ya fish and chips motherfucker, you really don't recognize me? Is it because I'm not carrying my knife? That's it, right?" The black boy next to the loudmouth spoke up next. "Frank, it's because we don't have our masks."
Kate recognized the littlest one's pink tresses from a permanent memory etched in her mind of getting gutted before she even realized she was on the ground. If the little one was one of them, then it stood to reason that it was the entire set. But something was seriously, seriously wrong, from their missing masks to the fact that not a single one of them had a weapon. Primarily, how young they looked. The pink haired girl looked younger or around Laurie or Quentin's age, and even the aggressive looking one with the neck tattoos couldn't've lived much past 20, if that.
"Um," she began, confused and nervous as they approached but stepping forward all the same, "hey, y'all. Are you...here for the beach?"
"Oh my god," she heard Feng grumble behind her.
The little pink haired one sprung forward on her heel, the frills of her yellow two-piece flouncing as she did. "Yeah! We're, like, on vacation I guess? So no nasty surprises, promise!"
She flashed a brace-filled smile at the group. Bill simply huffed and lay back down from the position he'd been in, propped up on an elbow, and David frowned. "Right. Well."
"That's nice," Kate said with a carefully practiced smile. "We'll be enjoying ourselves, too, so we'll stay out of your way if you stay out of ours. Okay?"
She looked back to her group to make sure they were alright with this arrangement, too, only to see Feng stomping off to a little area with a single blanket and umbrella to set herself down on and glower at the sea. Bill clearly wasn't in any hurry to argue. David didn't seem to have any desire to fight, either.
"...great!" Kate remarked a little too brightly. She was fine with the intruders being on the same beach, but she really didn't want to be anywhere near them if she could help it. "Then...we'll just be hanging out. Um...David, how about we...um...go explore that area over there?" She pointed over to a grotto area partially visible from the beach, parted by what appeared to be a few shallow steps in the ocean.
David nodded slowly, taking her meaning, and followed Kate's rather hurried footsteps, glancing back once or twice as the Legion kids settled themselves not too far from Bill and Feng, bickering loudly as they attempted to figure out an ideal setup.
"...So, that lot are... quite a bit younger than I'd have taken them for." Wow, David. Great ice breaker.
Kate nodded, a slightly sad expression on her face as she looked back at him. "That small one can't be much more than 16, right? I can't imagine being so violent at that age."
David couldn't look her in the eye, but responded "Right. They don't seem as bad with the masks off, is that strange?" Kate gave him a look that said she didn't quite agree, so he continued. "It's like... well, they're all people, in some manner, yeah? Can't help but wonder what made'm that way." He paused. "When you grow up around bad influences, well. Things happen," he sighed and looked out to the ocean as they continued to walk.
"I guess that's true," Kate murmured. "We were all helpless babies at one time. I wonder if they weren't loved right? I guess that's a little dismissive," she added hastily. She couldn't say that she knew very much about David, just that he played rugby at one time and he didn't like talking about his past, at least with the women. But Kate was familiar with men who were scarred beyond their years, grizzled by life before they had done much living in the sun. David fit the type perfectly. There was an unavoidable sadness in his energy no matter what he was doing. She had once thought it was just the situation they found themselves in, but it hadn't subsided as they walked along the bright, sunny beach. It drew her to him, the feeling of wanting to give him something to smile about. It had drawn her in for a long time.
Kate adjusted the strap of her bikini top as they moved, acutely aware of how much she was wiggling out of the wide bands as she walked. "I had a lot of good people to help me be a better person," she said quietly, just over the sound of the ocean waves. "I wouldn't have been as successful if I wasn't surrounded by good folks. So...it makes sense that the opposite might mess with your head."
She didn't bother lifting the edges of the skirt as they waded across the sandbar to the grotto. The rocks looked strangely smooth and flat here, jutting out every which way to conceal several tide pools.
David nodded, turning to respond somehow, and saw her messing with her straps, adjusting them around her... hey, old boy, don't even think about that, it's not proper.
As they reached the tide pools, he squatted down, not fully expecting to find anything living there but not able to resist at least looking. "S'a very American thing, innit? Our beaches aren't nearly this nice," David chuckled a little, moving aside rocks in search of anything he could find.
"My parents used to take me to all sorts of beaches," Kate laughed lightly. It hurt to talk about them, but it felt nice, too. Like a little affirmation that she was still loved. "We went to beaches like this up the coast, but there were a few boardwalk beaches nearby, too." She waded in the water and leaned over to look for crabs. "It's nice to spend some time with you not, um...running for our lives." She paused. "I never did thank you for that time. When you unhooked me, and you didn't make it out."
David blinked before he understood, and realized she'd been talking about the Trapper trial. Christ, how long ago had that been?
"Uh, yeah, no worry, luv. I weren't about to leave you to hang there, y'know?"
The way her skirt floated in the water, hinting at the high-waisted bikini shorts that were underneath, distracted him a little, and he broke his gaze away to try not thinking about it. It didn't work.
Kate splashed water onto her face and torso, savoring the saltwater that dripped past her lips. She almost wanted to jump into the waves and be crashed against the shore for the feeling of the water running up and out of her nose, completely enveloping her in the taste and smell of the sea.
She stood again and turned to him with a smile. "I still think it was very kind of you. And very brave. There are plenty of folks in our group who wouldn't have done that." She pressed her lips together in a hidden smile and darted her eyes away for a second. He was really handsome, and much stronger than she realized, with his muscles showing beneath the lifeguard jacket. He was built like a star football player. But she had told herself she'd do this for him next time she saw him, even though it was silly to think of doing it during a trial. This was her best opportunity.
Kate steadied herself on his shoulder so she wouldn't slip into the water and gave him a kiss on his stubbled cheek. "So, thank you."
David flushed, not quite sure what to do with himself, and mumbled out a 'Thank you' that could have easily been any other string of words in the world. She smelled... nice. Had the Entity given her a bottle of perfume or something? It was a silly thought, but the only explanation he could think of for why she smelled so intoxicatingly sweet.
He was awfully cute when he was flustered, and she couldn't resist having a little fun with him. A little flirt never hurt nobody. "You're sweet. Sweeter than I think you'd ever admit. Or show." She walked two fingers up his bare chest as she teased him gently. "Why are you so sweet with me, hmm? Could it be you're sweet on me?"
David's head spun. It had been... a while, since a girl had flirted with him, and he didn't quite know how to respond anymore. "Ah, well, I was just tryna be gentlemanly, that's all." His dick screamed that it absolutely knew what to do, even if his sodding head didn't.
She giggled as he flushed visibly and moved just a little closer, just enough for the fabric of her bikini top to brush against his chest. As close as she was, she could feel a hot bulge through his swim trunks beneath her stomach. Kate couldn't help a little smirk. How flustered could she make this big, tough man get? "Are all English boys as gentlemanly as you are?"
David sputtered a bit, turning his head away from her. "That depends, are all American girls as big flirts as you are?" Christ, her tits were right up against him! Could she feel his dick? Fuck, he was panicking.
"Only when there's a nice man to flirt with," she laughed. Kate moved to step back, satisfied with her fun, only to slip backwards into the tide pool.
David stumbled forward himself, nearly falling face-first, but managing to snag her arm before she landed. The momentum still caused them to end up in the water, but not nearly as violently as had almost happened.
"You alright? Not hurt or nothing?"
Kate coughed, her wish of having seawater through her sinuses come true. She managed an apologetic smile at David as she sat herself up, now soaking wet. "I'm okay. I'm sorry, I deserved that for teasing you."
"Not at all, luv," he chuckled, watching her brush wet hair out of her face. She was pretty, God love her. The skirt was soaked, clinging to her legs, highlighting her perpetual tan and the bottoms she had on, a high-waisted pair that hadn't been evident with the skirt covering them up.
Kate could feel her cheeks burn, and it wasn't from the sunlight beating above them. Being in this prone position made her realize how large he'd be above her, a thought she tried to push away briefly before an idea came to her.
There was one thing that she missed out on, in her life in reality. One thing she had originally been waiting for, something that seemed permanently out of her reach in her new existence.
But if the thing that ran these trials was allowing it...why not cross it off her list?
"David," she breathed, "do you think we'll ever have a moment this calm again? Just existing ….uninterrupted?"
David sighed, sitting back and staring up at the sky.
"Doubt it. Our benevolent fucking spider god is being unusually generous today."
He wasn't very quick on the uptake, was he? She bit her bottom lip and pulled her wet hair to one side as she leaned closer to him. "Then why not...take advantage?" She hovered her lips over his now, giving him an opening.
Oh, to hell with it.
David leaned in the last inch, closing his eyes as he felt her soft, full lips on his own rough and cracked ones. She smelled even better this close, like hay and flowers and something sweet he couldn't quite place but evoked a memory of being in a pub after a match. His hand went to her back, still cool and wet with the ocean, and stroked along her spine.
She wrapped one hand at the back of his head to keep his lips on hers and placed the other on his chest, feeling the muscle beneath his skin. She shivered beneath his touch along her spine and arched her back under his fingers. Kate sighed against his mouth as they kissed, able to forget for just a moment that they were trapped in their worst purgatorial nightmare. Right now, she was just a pretty girl with a handsome man on the beach. Her fingers glided down his chest to his stomach and side, touching lightly with her chipped nails.
David shivered, goosebumps rising on his skin at her touch, and deepened their kiss with his tongue meeting hers. A growing heat at his groin attested to his need for her, the feeling of a soft, warm woman in his hands for any reason other than to rescue her from a hook or pick her up off the ground a welcome one.
Kate groaned against his tongue, wrapping her arms around his shoulders to bring her body as close to his as possible. Her heart beat excitedly as she wondered how she felt to him, if it was pleasurable to hold her as it was for her to touch and kiss him. Another thought, however, made her mind buzz nervously. "David," she gasped between kisses, "I…"
"Mmm?" The grunt came as a question, and when he pulled back he saw a worried look on her face. "What is it?"
She stared up at him with wide, earnest eyes as her blush reddened her features. "I...I haven't done...anything before," she said softly. "So...please be kind."
David's eyebrows cocked up in a surprised expression, before giving her a kind smile. "'Course, luv," he cooed, placing a kiss on her jaw and slipping a hand under the straps on her back, feeling her jump in surprise before she leaned into his touch.
His hand felt large and protective against her bare back. She melted into him, angling her head back as he kissed her. Her own hands moved from around his shoulders down his sides as she tried to memorize his body against her palms. They probably only had one chance at this - she didn't want it to be unpleasant for either of them.
Kate tentatively tucked her fingers in the front of his swim trunks, not asking to remove them just yet; but a quiet affirmation that she wanted him soon. There was an unfamiliar but pleasant ache forming below her stomach as he touched and kissed her, and as it became more obvious that his body responded well to hers.
He shrugged, sliding the jacket off him, leaving his torso bare, and the feeling of her smooth, flat stomach against his made his cock twitch a bit in his shorts; it brushed against the tips of the fingers she had hooked in, and made her breath catch a bit.
She dropped her fingers a little lower in his shorts and touched what she assumed was his tip, uncertain of what exactly it would feel like. She worried she wouldn't like it; that she'd spook herself when he was already ready for her, but to her surprise it felt natural to hold him in her hands. He felt warm and inviting.
He let out a low sigh as her delicate, thin fingers wrapped around him further down, long nails ever so lightly tracing along his balls. David hadn't let anyone do this for quite some time, even before he'd ended up here, and he'd been too busy trying not to die to have a toss off.
Kate made a few gentle stroking motions as she watched his face for any sign she was doing it wrong before kissing him again. "Is it okay?" she murmured against his lips.
He hummed his affirmation, hands exploring around the straps of her top, and he reached the front, feeling the bottoms of her breasts; he hooked a finger right in the middle, and gave her a questioning look for her consent.
She nodded with a shaky inhale, pulling her hand away.
David pulled up on her top, lifting her breasts just a bit before they dropped out; blimey, they were bigger than they first looked, and... did she tan topless? Christ almighty. He took the sight in as he lifted the top off her completely, her arms coming up over her head to help him out, and when they came back down she wrapped them around his neck.
"You're... beautiful," he managed.
She pressed into him with one hand moving over his short, dark hair; wordlessly telling him how handsome she thought he was. She kissed him deeply again, this time pulling gently on his lower lip with her teeth. She suddenly tore away from the kiss, though, attempting to adjust on the uncomfortable rocks below her.
"Uh here, do you want to, ah..." He motioned to the flatter rock that was tucked a little further back. "Might be a little more comfortable; tad more private as well."
She giggled as she planted another kiss at his jaw. She liked kissing him. "You are a gentleman, aren't you?" She slowly rose from the water and tried to keep her balance.
David could do nothing but watch her tits bounce as she wobbled before snapping out of it and standing to offer her a hand. "Steady, now."
Kate took his hand with a look of gratitude. It was awful nice how large his hands were compared to hers. She really was grateful that he was the one she arrived with in this strange trial. Her gratitude masked the nagging feeling that this was on purpose; certainly such good luck wasn't without consequence.
She settled down onto the rock, lounging on one arm and staring up at him through her thick lashes. David eagerly joined her, dropping to his hands and knees and approaching her on all fours.
"Well, now, what's a gorgeous creature like you doin' here, eh?"
Kate laughed, his playfulness assuaging her nerves. He really was the perfect candidate if she was going to lose her virginity to anyone in this ruthless dimension. She wondered if her first time earthside would've been like this; on a beautiful, sunny beach, with a man who was kind and strong and reacted so deliciously to her body.
"Just waiting for a handsome fella like you," she breathed with a giggle as he drew closer. She hoped she was right for trusting him with herself.
He laughed back, nervousness dissipating as she broke the tension for them. He'd been with a few girls before, but never an American girl. She had a sweetness he stereotypically associated with Southern girls, but he felt almost bad for thinking that. She was obviously more complex than that, he thought, watching her pose as alluringly as she could.
David crept up next to her, nibbling at her ear, and whispered "Are you ready for this?"
Shivers ran down her spine as his teeth dragged across the shell of her ear. "Yes," she replied softly. She ran her fingers down his jawline and neck, hoping she was communicating just how vulnerable she felt - and how vulnerable she wanted him to be, too. "Just tell me what to do."
"Lay back."
She obeyed, and he traced his nibbles down from her ear, along her jaw, down to her throat, causing her to gasp. He paused for a moment to smirk to himself, then continued down; his mouth left small, hardly noticeable hickeys along her sternum until he reached her breasts. Watching for her response, he dragged his tongue across her nipple, causing it to stiffen up.
Kate had been so concerned about making herself do the right thing that she never considered that her body would respond without even having to think about it. A noise came out of her mouth that originated around her diaphragm, the same muscle she had to use to sing across wide auditoriums. She pulled one foot up the rock, bending her knee before letting it fall to the side. The hot ache beneath her bikini bottoms intensified, although she wasn't sure how it played into the act itself.
David continued down, kisses trailing along her soft stomach, before he reached the fasten for her skirt; he nodded up at her and undid it, allowing it to fall off of her and exposing the extremely high-waisted bikini bottoms she had on.
"Y'ever own one like this? In real life, I mean."
Her fingers clasping at the stone beneath her, she closed her eyes and smiled as his lips travelled down her stomach. She did blink them open again at his question, and gave him a little, shy smile. "My first bikini was a lil' like this. It was white. It was the last one I ever bought," she said with a little blush. "Whenever...last summer was. I never...wore one before that."
David hummed against her stomach, mumbling out "I ask because I never had anything like mine, an' I took ya fer a one-piece kinda gal." Seeing the slightly embarrassed look this caused, he followed up with "Glad it decided to put ya in this, though," and continued even lower, planting a deep kiss - inadvertently, surely - above her womb.
She sighed deeply as he kissed her, but the throbbing between her legs wailed for him to go lower. She breathed out his name as her hands reached down to his head and touched the shells of his ears before giving him a little push.
Gripping the edge of her bottoms in his teeth, he pulled them down, exposing her to the cool air; she was already getting quite wet, and he grinned.
"Haven't had a chance to do this in a while, so... let me know if I'm doin' alright, 'kay?" With that, he placed his mouth on her lips, her bush tickling his nose, and began to lick around her slit, tongue parting her lips every so often to go deeper.
Kate nearly pulled back in surprise before her body assured her he was doing exactly what she wanted. The feeling of his tongue between her lips awoke a neediness in her that couldn't be ignored. She spread her hips and legs wide to give him as much room as possible. "Mmmmn!" She wasn't sure what on earth she could even say, let alone tell him if he was doing well. He was doing well. Maybe her moans were enough for him to know.
With the blade of his tongue, David traced along her entrance, recalling advice he'd heard that when you find the clit you should make letters with your tongue. David had never done this himself, plus it was a little difficult to find it when your face was right up in there, so even if he could…
The noise that she made then told him he'd found it.
Kate let out sharp noise, something between a groan and a squeal, as she tried to keep her feet in place. "David!" His tongue found the source of the neediness, and the sensation of it being touched at all electrified her nerves. Her attempts to keep herself completely open failed as her thighs gently squeezed against the sides of his head.
A dizzy heat overtook Kate's mind as he licked around her, clouding her thoughts and her awareness of her own volume. If this was what this was like, what did actually making love feel like? Her hips angled upward to his tongue.
The feeling of her soft, silky thighs against his head egged him on and he flicked at the firm little spot with the flat of his tongue, pressing in on it and tracing a circle around it. He could hear her gasping and moaning above him, and he'd have given anything to see her face then. At least she was responding well?
He pulled his mouth off and rested his chin between her legs as he looked up at her. "You taste lovely," he panted, placing a kiss above her entrance.
Kate didn't know how to respond to him any other way than motioning him to come back up to her. She wanted to kiss him, as deeply as she could, to show him how good he made her feel. "David…" She kept saying his name, even though she wasn't entirely sure why - what would she ask him to do? Ask him to...actually...the thought alone of putting it into words, even vague, subtle words, made her cheeks flush scarlet.
David was over her now, with her completely vulnerable beneath him, and it suddenly struck him that he'd never seen her like this before. She'd always been so strong and capable in trials, the one to come help someone off a hook and then cheer the group up with a song and guitar back at the campfire, but now she was letting him see a side that she didn't even show them.
He leaned in for a kiss, her breath rapid and warm on him as their lips met. "You're amazing, y'know that?" he huffed as they pulled apart.
She laughed breathlessly before she kissed his chin. "I'm just me," she murmured softly. "You're amazing, David. You haven't lost hope, even though you want to sometimes." She planted a deep kiss at his throat as her hands found their way to his back with her nails lightly scratching his skin. "That means I can't lose hope, either."
That caught him off guard, and he offered a hesitant smile. He didn't feel hopeful, at least not most of the time, but if it made Kate hopeful? It was worth at least faking it.
"Certainly not. With you around, I can keep going." He kissed her chest before giving a look down to the issue presenting itself in his shorts. "Whatcha think? Are you ready, darlin'?"
She sighed at his kisses and skirted along his back with her nails - not hard enough to leave marks, although the idea intrigued her. "Mmhmm," she hummed with a smile, blinking the sunlight out of her eyes so she could see him fully.
He reached down, feeling her hand on top of his, and tugged his shorts down; with the barrier of his trunks gone, his cock immediately stood straight up, smacking against her belly, and she giggled.
"Well," she said, hoping her laughter would mask any latent nerves, "I'm glad you seem excited as me." She had no idea if his size was average or larger than any man's, but she anxiously noted it seemed larger than any space within her. Still, she curled her hand into his, entwining their fingers. She would trust him. If she said it hurt, he'd stop, wouldn't he?
He laughed, nervously, and fumbled for his next sentence.
"Well, ah, before we... put it in, you may want to... get it ready?" Fucking Christ, King.
She smiled up at his flustered expression with a blush, biting her lower lip as she loosened her grip on his hand to cup around his balls and shaft. She stroked firmly up and down, lightly going over his tip with her palm between movements. Her sighs intensified as she watched his face. Was this how he felt, seeing her react to his touches? David's eyes closed slowly as he exhaled a groan. His face turned her on just as much as his hands against her.
David could feel precum dribbling from his tip, slicking up his shaft; goddamn it, she was good at this.
"F-fuck me, you're good at that... how d'you know how to do that?"
"I read Cosmo religiously." Kate giggled. "I guess I remember more than I thought." The feeling of his precum made her more excited than ever as his breath became ragged. She wanted him inside her more than anything she had ever wanted before.
"David," she breathed, her longing overtaking her shyness, "will you...make love to me now?"
Well, not all her shyness. She was still a lady, after all.
One last kiss from him before he responded. "Anything for you, luv." He took hold of his shaft and positioned himself carefully. "Let me know if I hurt you, right?"
With a nod from her, he pushed himself in, sliding in about halfway, watching her face for any signs that she wasn't enjoying this.
Kate braced herself, thoughts of warnings given to her throughout her life telling her this moment would hurt before giving way to pleasure. But the pain never came, only the exceedingly pleasant feeling of David's cock moving inside her like she was designed specifically for him. She exhaled slowly through a grin, adjusting her hips towards him.
For a virgin, she was taking this quite well, he thought. Encouraged by this, David pushed deeper before she made a face that he couldn't interpret.
"Too deep?" That would have been slightly disappointing, he was nearly all the way in.
"No," she panted, "just not used to it." She wanted all of him, as much as her body would take. Her legs intertwined with his as he pushed himself deeper inside. "This feels amazing," she whispered softly, barely audible over the sound of the waves.
David smiled at her, thinking that trying to form a witty response would be embarrassing, and sank himself deeper in, until he was fully enveloped by her soaked, soft pussy.
"I'm gonna pull back out now, got it, darlin'?" Kate nodded, and he pulled back, albeit with a little difficulty as she didn't seem to want to give him up. Once his tip touched her entrance, he pushed back in, much quicker than the first time, and began to form a rhythm, pumping in and out, feeling her legs wrapping around him and praying that she kept him locked there forever. As he looked down at her, long dirty blonde hair around her head in a sort of halo, he thought she was the most beautiful goddamn thing he'd seen in a long, long time.
Kate tried to moan his name in his ear as she wrapped her arms and legs around his torso, but only incomprehensible whines and groans came out of her mouth. This felt better than anything she could've imagined before; it didn't hurt at all, in fact, it felt better than anything she'd felt since before being trapped in that wicked fog deep in the caves. The pressure that had been building inside her was only increasing with his rhythmic thrusts.
His pace became regular, chest heaving with the rapid breaths he was taking as he filled her repeatedly; David was keenly aware that they were probably making a bit of noise, and prayed to whoever would listen that they were far away enough that it wasn't too loud.
Kate seemed to clamp down on him, and he briefly wondered if this was her first time doing... anything. She seemed like the kind of girl who would blush at even the mention of playing with herself, and yet here she was, cheeks flushed red and tongue threatening to loll out with how good she felt.
It encouraged David, and he leaned down to kiss her throat.
She could feel her stomach touch his as it rose and fell with her hot, heavy breaths - the friction of his shaft inside her as it struck sensitive, wonderful places - his lips against her throat -
His hands were on either side of her head; she pulled her arms down from around his shoulders and clasped one of his wrists with her fingers. Her breasts lifted up as her neck arched and she released a cry as the pressure became unbearable. He had to do something about the heavy sensation - she felt like she would surely die if it wasn't taken care of -
David looked down, and the expression on her face nearly sent him over the edge right then and there.
"Luv, I'm goin't pull out for a minute, I want to try somethin'," he purred in her ear.
"H-huh?" Releasing him from inside her was the absolute last thing she wanted. Still, she felt particularly compliant beneath him, and she widened her hips so he could pull away. She gasped loudly as he slid out, the texture of his tip making her tingle at her entrance.
"Here, right on your knees for me, yeah?" He guided her gently onto her hands and knees, grabbing his shorts to put beneath her. "Now..." he positioned himself behind her and gently gathered her hair into his hand. "Tell me if I hurt ya'."
Kate could feel her ears burn as she allowed David to place her in the position, but the groan that came from her throat as he wound his fist into her hair begged her to trust him. She nodded as best she could with her hair held and perked her butt upward in eager anticipation.
He slipped in without any resistance, feeling her shudder beneath him, and picked his pace back up fairly quickly. A twisting in his stomach told him this position was dangerous, but right now he didn't care. Could that even happen here, anyway? Probably not, although if it did... well, he couldn't think of a better girl than Kate, really.
David's back arched, his length filling her over and over, feeling himself hit her back wall over and over, although she seemed to rather enjoy it given her tongue hanging out to the side.
"Anh...anh...anh!" Kate's hands lay flat against the stone as she arched herself as far as she could so he could reach the very deepest parts of her. This felt even better than when she was on her back; the only way it would be better would be if she could see his face as he shoved into her. "David...David…!" Every ounce of girlish shyness in her thoughts hid itself from her as she cried out beneath him. "F-fuck!"
She nearly slapped her hand over her mouth. Oh, Mama would be so upset if she heard her - well, she supposed neither of her parents would be particularly pleased with her current position, but they wanted her to be happy, didn't they? And happiness was in such short supply, now.
David grinned, pulling back a little harder on her hair, arching her neck towards him.
"That feel good for ya, luv? Songbird makes such sweet sounds," he teased, feeling her clamp down harder than she ever had before.
"Oh? That a sign I should start doin' this, then?"
David's free hand wandered down her body to her groin, where he found her clit again and began rubbing and circling it. She cried out his name in response, looking back at him with desperate eyes. His lustful words and the sensation of her hair pulled back alone was almost enough for her to release the energy, but his fingers sealed her fate. "Fuck - !"
Then...it was like plucking strings and hearing a beautiful chord for the first time. A blooming, ecstatic warmth that came from her womb and flooded throughout her body, creating a fuzzy feeling in her ears and eyes as she gasped out her climax.
Oh, now she understood. Understood why men and women wanted each other. Why she'd waited for so long. Why Mama used to say you were liable to fall in love with your first man.
At that moment, Kate would've done anything for him.
David could feel her climax, and it was like a signal to his own body. The blood rushed in his ears and silenced her noises, and he felt the tension that had built up behind his belly button release, his cock twitching inside her as he released his load deep, as deep as he could reach.
He was vaguely aware that he'd said her name, and that his fingers were locked up in her curly, soft tresses, and the feeling he felt then was the loveliest thing he'd ever felt, better than scoring the winning shot in a game of rugby, better than pub nights with the lads, better than...
His thoughts trailed off and his body suddenly slacked, the hand that had been in her hair releasing as he pulled out and fell onto one side, breathing heavy.
Kate's breaths came deep and slow as he rolled away from her. She quickly followed, collapsing onto her arm in a messy heap as the afterglow set in. Her fingers wandered below her belly, touching above where he had been inside her. He had….but that wasn't a problem, right? She hadn't bled since - well, the entire time she had been kept in this loop. However long that was. She wouldn't allow herself to worry about it, though, with David still beside her. She only then realized the sun was still shining against her. She had been so absorbed with how David made her feel that all other sensations were numbed.
Wordlessly, she reached for his hand and interlocked their fingers together.
His eyes were closed, but he felt her grab his hand, and he squeezed hers gently in acknowledgement. "Well then," he huffed, breathing only just starting to slow down. "I hope I didn't disappoint ya', luv."
"Not at all," she sighed, turning herself over to face him. His eyes were shut in utter exhaustion. She cupped one side of his face and planted a kiss on his cheek, giggling as she realized that act alone had set off this chain of events in the first place. "That was...wonderful," she murmured, still in awe.
He opened his eyes at the kiss, gaze flicking over to her and giving a small smile at her dazed, flushed face. "You're wonderful. And I-"
Uh-oh, Davey! Are you gonna tell that bird y'love 'er? The voices of his mates, unbidden, echoed in his head, teasing him about a very different girl, a very long time ago.
"...I'm glad you trusted me with this," he finished, "bein' yer first time an' all."
Kate settled on her back and felt the warm rays of sun on her belly and breasts, a wide grin on her face as she squeezed his hand again. "Of course, love," she murmured, before her heart caught up with her lips. Her eyes widened and she retracted her hand to cover her mouth as she shot straight up. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered as quickly as she could, "I-I know you're not supposed - I shouldn't - you just call me that and - I know it doesn't -"
Embarrassment threatened to chase away the pleasure she felt just moments before. Dammit, Kate! Will you please be an adult for just a minute?
David rolled back onto his hands and knees, blocking her sun, and loomed over her, studying her face. Her cheeks were flushed, but with embarrassment this time. Well, he couldn't have that.
He kissed her, chest meeting her breasts, warm, soft skin heaven against his own scarred body. David didn't ever want to stop kissing her, but he had to pull back for air at some point.
"I don't say things I don't mean, you ought t' know that."
His words thrilled her; differently than his body did, but equally warm and wonderful and pleasurable in its own way. Oh, she wished they could stay like this forever; his strong arms shielding her from the world and his kisses promising his love. She thought, vaguely, how unlikely it would've been that they would've crossed paths, let alone meet earthside. She never had dreams of visiting Britain, and from what he had ever mentioned at the campfire, he was unlikely to ever make it to the states. This was all chance, a chance she had once thought of as a hellish punishment or purgatory for sins unknown, but perhaps...there really were beautiful strands of hope in the vile darkness.
"I love you," she whispered against his lips, and she whispered it again and again as if repeating it made up for a lost lifetime of saying it to him as normal people.
David was paralyzed, and tried to choke out a reply. Why couldn't he say it? Christ, what a weak cunt he was.
"I..."
Kate blinked up at him as he hesitated, her eyes wide with hopeful expectation before she looked away from him. "I-it's okay," she breathed as one hand came up to the back of his head and gently stroked his closely cut hair. "It's not fair to have you say it back." She smiled a little, hoping it hid her disappointment well enough. "You only say things you mean, after all."
"I do!" Right, that came out a bit louder than he'd expected. "I do," much calmer, to reassure her he wasn't upset at her. "I... I do, Kate. It's just been... a long time since I had anyone say it t'me. Makes it hard to say it back."
He said her name. He said it, she thought, when he released himself inside her, but when he said it sober of sexual passion it meant something more than when he called her little pet names. Golden, bright happiness flowed from her chest into her fingers, into her toes, into her beaming grin as she pulled his lips back to her and kissed him deeply, coming up for air only when truly necessary. How could anyone not tell this gorgeous man that they loved him? How long had he been ignored by those around him for who he really was?
"Then I'll give you lots of practice," she murmured sweetly. "I love you, David."
He looked like he was about to finally say it back when a horrified voice came from somewhere beyond David's shoulders.
"Oh, Christ!"
Kate froze for just a moment before poking her head around David's arms to see Feng at the entrance of the grotto with her hands over her eyes and a disgusted open-mouthed frown. "Are you fucking kidding me!? Now?!"
David instantly did whatever he could to cover Kate, his own modesty forgotten, and shot back "Well why are ya over here!?"
Feng made a loud "auuughhhh" sound as she refused to remove her hands from her eyes.
"Just...come back over here when you're done! These Legion fuckers are just as annoying as when they have weapons," she managed, spitting out her words with embarrassment and venom.
As Feng finally turned around to stomp away, Kate barely heard her grumble-shout "Why'd Bill know what they were doing, anyway!?"
Kate shrunk slightly under David shyly, her lips pursed to keep her nervous giggles inside. "U-um...well, we weren't exactly...discreet."
David settled back, satisfied that Feng had left, and managed a dry chuckle. "Wasn't front of my mind, if I'm bein' honest."
She laughed, her belly moving up and down with her sound. "Nor mine," she admitted between giggle fits. "Oh, well. Who knows if we'll ever have the chance to be alone like this again. I don't regret it a bit." She kissed him again before she reluctantly pulled herself up on the rock and began searching for wherever her swim things went.
Kate couldn't quite tell what was happening on the beach by Bill, but whatever it was, it involved several sand structures and a very irritated - what was his name? Frank? He was very, very irritated, based on his loud swearing.
"Holy shit, it does not matter. I won."
"Pops already said mine's the best," the blonde girl could be heard saying.
"Yours sucks shit!" Feng objected, motioning to her castle. "Bill's just worried you'll go after him next if he doesn't say yours."
David scanned the beach; Feng seemed to already be occupied with something else, talking to one the Legion boys - Frank, he thought - and Bill was clearly off in his own world, even though the other Legion boy was talking his ear off.
"-but like I was saying, Dad wasn't in that group, so he made it out. When did you, uh... get discharged?"
Bill didn't respond, instead grunting something that sounded like 'Never,' and holding up the tanning mirror below his face. David suspected Bill talked very little on purpose.
"Hey y'all," Kate said with feigned brightness as she waved over at Bill. She wasn't particularly interested in getting involved with whatever Feng and the scary Legions were up to. "Enjoying the sunshine?"
The blonde one looked over her shoulder and gave a little scoffing laugh as she dropped her volume to where she knew Kate would hear. "I dunno, slut; have you?"
The pink-haired one gasped at the blonde and her gaze snapped over to the two of them, a flush forming and looking away just as fast as she'd turned to them.
David scoffed, deciding it wasn't worth dignifying her with a response.
Kate looked down, the insult stinging a little more than she expected it to - it wasn't the first time it had been hurled at her, she had heard much worse from drunken, entitled audiences before - but she didn't like how it implicated David. Still, he wasn't responding aggressively. That alone was unusual for him, so she simply slipped her hand in his for encouragement.
The blonde one seemed unsatisfied with their response as she smirked at David. "It sounded good, girlie. I'll have to take him for a spin next time." She folded her arms beneath her chest. "Or maybe we can see if I can make you squeal louder?"
"Julie - !" The younger one started to say something, but was immediately cut off by their leader.
"Jules! Fucking enough! Jesus Christ, can you ever not be a bitch? We're not here to fuck with them today, so just chill the fuck out!"
Complete silence.
Julie snapped her mouth shut, thoroughly scolded, but gave Kate a glare like it was her fault she got in her leader's bad graces. Kate shivered under her look. She'd have to be careful the next time they ended up in a trial with them; she was unlikely to be forgiven for that perceived slight.
Kate crawled beneath a large umbrella near Bill and settled onto the beach blanket, patting the space beside it for David to join her.
David sat down next to her, and allowed her to lean on his shoulder. The sun, if they could call it that, had started to set, and he suspected once it did, they'd end up back at the campfire to await a real trial. He was alright with that, even though he knew what it meant for the both of them. Being chased, hurt, hooked, dying again and again, in an endless loop.
He thought he could maybe do that, though, with Kate by his side.
His thoughts were shaken loose by an insistent cough that was clearly intended to get his attention. To his left, Bill was leaning over to him.
"Listen, kid, as someone who hasn't had a moment's goddamned rest since I can't even remember when, take it whenever you can," he mumbled around his cigarette, clearly not used to being the voice of comfort. David wondered about his life earthside, if he'd had anyone he treasured being around, spending time with, struggled through life with.
"Yeah, cheers, Gramps," David replied.
Feng kicked over her sand sculpture in a fit of frustration. "What the fuck ever! We all know mine was the best," she hissed at Julie.
"I thought yours was nice," the little pink haired girl offered.
"Whatever," Feng muttered.
The group bickered and talked amongst each other for some time before an eerie silence set across the beach as the sun began to dip into the sea, casting red and pink light along the edges of the clouds. Everyone was watching the orb fall in quiet anticipation. Kate nuzzled herself closer to David, the silence making her feel something she hadn't had time to feel in some time: sorrow.
Bill should be enjoying a pleasant retirement. David should be playing rugby with his friends. Feng should be playing the games she loves without pressure from others.
She should be with her folks, about to go on her first-ever west coast tour. So much was lost to these trials, more than she had time to think about when she was just trying to survive.
Even the ones who were inevitably going to come after them some other time to kill them were just kids. They had family and friends who missed them, she hoped. They missed out on earthly pleasures as much as they did even if they didn't know it. She wondered if that was why the littlest one appeared to sniff and rub at her eyes as the sky began to darken. The one next to Bill had frozen his own face into stony silence even as his irises were surrounded with strained, red veins. It was enough to bring tears to her own eyes as she buried her face in David's shoulder. "Find me at the fire."
David held her close, whispering so only she could hear, "Y'know nothin' could keep me away from ya, songbird."
He watched the Legion kids burn away first, the blonde holding Frank's hands as he went. Then the pink-haired girl, as the other boy pet her head, trying to comfort her in between her little quiet sobs. He disappeared next, just as he was raising his hand to salute Bill. As the blonde faded away, her eyes averted. David saw Feng start to go.
"Hey, I know we'll all see each other in a min, but... this was really n-"
She was gone. Bill's mouth remained a hard line as he disappeared beside them, his eyes fixed on the horizon. Kate tore her gaze away from him and back to David.
If she had time, she would've sobbed. Thoughts of growing old, drinking sweet tea on a porch, little children and grandchildren that had his eyes and her nose, were too much for her heart to bear. In the sadness, she felt foolish to be so attached to a man she only knew as well as her body did - but what else could she hold onto?
She instinctively embraced him, a tear rolling down her cheek as she tried to hum a soothing song to herself - and to him, as he disappeared. "I love you," she whimpered.
He opened his mouth to say something back, his eyes dark and sad, but he burned away beneath her touch before he could make a sound.
Kate felt the tell-tale sensation of herself fading; almost like a limb falling asleep as her extremities became fuzzy and numb. She turned to her left. She was alone as the ocean lapped against the shore.
She shivered and let more tears fall down to her feet as she cradled herself into a ball and watched the water. She knew she'd see him again, in just a moment - but for now, she grieved.
The sapphire blue sky and white waves faded from her sight as she disappeared completely.