"Agent Patch speaking." Diego felt a strange relief at her familiar voice. It was her again, different and grown. He wondered what kind of person she was in this timeline, never having to meet him to love him. They were together, and burned brightly once, but like always Diego made it about himself. His job, his self-defeat, his own ego.
"I-I… I escaped a nearby forest. The psychos are still there. You have to help. I don't know where I am though. They have a lab or something, you need to come as fast as you can. I am going back to get the others." Diego had to concentrate on each word to not stutter his way out.
"How many are there? Who are you going to save?" Patch was walking rapidly, and he heard the clicking of her shoes and the scurried footsteps behind her.
"We didn't remember how we got there, but they did something to us. I don't know how many there were." Diego whispered and intentionally sounded rushed to give as little information as possible.
"We located your payphone location. There's a state forest there. Is that it?" Patch said.
"Yes. I have to go. Someone is coming. If I get them before you do, I'll let you know." Diego looked behind him to see his family fighting over chips.
"Sir, you need to let us handle-" Patch started saying, but Diego hung the phone back on its holder. He tried to calm his heart after hearing her voice. It had been close to a decade since he imagined her alive that he didn't even bother looking for her in this timeline. His heart skipped a few beats thinking about Patch being here, alive and meeting him for the first time.
He hurried back into the store and casually joined after grabbing a Gatorade from the fridge. They paid the tired looking woman and met Abigail filling up the gas.
"Only ten minutes to go. We don't even know what we're looking for." She said stuffing the gas handle back into the frame.
"Yes. We do. We just need to find the last remaining key that could actually end the world." Diego uttered and moved past her to enter the back of the van again.
"Klaus, stop it. Give it to me." Allison fought him as took back the salted chips.
"You should have gotten your own!" Klaus whined back. "So annoying."
"Are we almost there?" Luther asked, last one entering the van and closing it shut.
"Yeah. 10 minutes." Five said back, still staring at the overlaid map. They felt the jerk of the car as it roared to life again. The tinted windows made the outside barely visible in the dark forest. Not a single light, or signs of life showed.
They drove past the entrance with signs of a map and a list of prohibited activity, but no one paid attention since they were about to break every rule in the rule book. They have been diligently breaking the laws of time and this reality's law seemed like a joke.
Driving to campground C took them deeper into the middle of the forest as cabins separated further and further away. 20-5 was the end of a dead end but barely occupied, but they saw at least five trucks parked on the grass and knew they were in the right place when they saw a bumper sticker of an umbrella flipped over, broken and mangled.
Abigail parked a few cabins back and moved together towards the cabin.
"I'll do recon." Five said and before anyone could interject, he blipped away with a small flash of light. They eased when they saw him again a few yards away, peeping inside the cabin to peer inside. He walked over to the other side and flashed back, next to Lila.
"Only seven people inside. Mildly armed, rushing on a cute little science project. I saw they were making more bullets. Clearly amateur scientist with a few too many YouTube videos under their belt. How are we doing this?" Five rapidly reported as they gathered.
"I can deal with the weapons." Diego stated and wore a determined look on his face.
"I can rumor two people, right now. I'm too drained to do more." Allison added.
"I will grab the other two and Klaus can help with the rest." Viktor pointed.
"If there's more, we'll improvise." Klaus smiled when everyone grimaced. This was barely a plan, and they knew it. It felt like they just went through the deep frier then tossed around a few times. All they wanted was to sleep for a full 8 hours without being interrupted.
"Careful of the bullets and any weapons. Durango touches you and we don't have options for you anymore. No more vaccines. So avoid at all cost." Five added.
Abigail would hang back and enter at the end to deal with the Durango, but Ben, Jennifer, and Reginald would wait in the car until it was safe. They blipped away together and landed in the front steps of the cabin.
Five shoved his hands in his pocket and sighed. This had to be it or he was going to lose it. He didn't remember the last time he had a proper shower, ate a proper meal, or sleep without a nightmare or anxiety bubbling inside of him. He shoved his hair back and tugged it at the roots. He knocked carelessly, three times. The shuffling inside the cabin immediately stopped and heard them grab their weapons to open the door.
A white man was the one to open it, just a peek with the gun clear in his hands.
Five smiled at him like a kid selling boy scout cookies. He waved but shoved his hands in the pocket again and kicked open the door, knocking the man on the floor. His gun scattered out of his hands and all his friends snapped their heads at Five. Five blipped to the back of the room and watched Diego raise his hands only to rapidly drop it and heard the bullets drop out their guns and onto the floors. They panicked as they clicked on the gun, but nothing fired out. They threw it across the room in frustration and started to charge towards Viktor.
He burned blue from the inside out and pushed the yelling man on the floor and splayed him out. When the man fought out an arm and screamed, Viktor had to concentrate his powers, but felt like reaching into a dry well. Lila noticed and touched his shoulder, letting him take as much as he wanted and saw his eyes glow a darker shade as the man fell back down, flat against the floor.
"Why are you yelling, dude?" Viktor added and closed his mouth shut.
Klaus could only draw up three ghosts in the area. There was a veteran, an old Scottish woman, and a Pilgrim, and he pushed them to subdue three people trying to reach for more weapons. Terrified, they were trying to fight back, but their hands would pass right through.
Allison drew her powers, but didn't have enough to reach her mind and settled it on her lips. She felt the energy pour out and travel across the room and into their ears, when she said, "I heard a rumor, you showed me everything you were working on." She held on to the command as they went blank and gathered all of their information, vials, and reports into a neat pile.
Diego felt the knife in his holster and pulled it out liquifying it and transforming it until it pointed straight at the final man. He backed away at the floating knife as it followed him. Diego pointed the sharp tip on his nose and down to his throat, pushing it just a little to his jugular. When he saw his hand reach back to his pocket to grab a weapon, he threw his other knife to slice through his arm and hit the cabin walls. He drew a breath to start screaming in pain, but he didn't want to hear it. He pulled a little bit of metal and allowed it to flow to the man's mouth, muffling his yelps at the hole in his arm.
He was shaking and terrified eyes swirled to each of the siblings, glowing various colors.
Five was looking around as his family subdued them. He knew this part was going to be easy. Information was always hardest to get. He pulled down his jacket, puffing it flat, and pushed out a strand of his shaggy bangs away. He was several inches shorter than the panicked man, but right now, Five felt so powerful with his family, and drunk with sleep, that all of his inhibitions went right out the window.
He shoved one hand in his pocket again to stare at the man through his eyebrows. He didn't blink for a few seconds as the bleeding man searched for his soul. He didn't let it peek.
"How many?" Five asked, monotoned and bored of this whole ordeal. Diego cleared the flowing metal away from his mouth.
"How many what?" He acted dumb so Diego pushed the sharp edge closer to his throat until it started seeping blood. He yelped and panicked.
"Look around." Peeved at his answer. "Does this seem like a fluke to you?" Five huffed as he pointed to his siblings. "Does this seem like you are winning? Right now, with the low, low price of your life, you can tell us everything we need to know, and never see us again." He swiped at the dust on his shirt and the man winced when Five touched him.
"So. One more time. How many." Five tilted his head up to meet his eyes. The man shook his head again in protest and Five rolled his eyes. He reached to press down on the hole in his arm, driving his thumb on it as his eyes widened with pain. He nodded rapidly and Five graciously let it go. He wiped the blood on the man's shirt.
"This…" He hesitated but the glare on his face was impossible to avoid. "This is the only lab that makes weapons laced with Durango. I swear."
"Too vague. Try again." Five pressed on.
"We only just figured out to lace it onto bullets. The material is alien, and we couldn't figure it out. They said I was an MIT graduate with my own lab! How was I supposed to say no to that!" He grimaced at the knife still pressing at his neck. "Everything I made is here. Please. Don't kill me." He pointed at the neat piles and saw his friends, now tied tight and wriggling on the floor. With Five's nod, Luther bound the man as well and threw him on the floor.
Viktor could let go when everyone in the room were held tight by bonds as they tried to yell for help through their stuffed mouth. Viktor watched over them to make sure they weren't escaping.
Abigail entered and looked over the large stack. She gathered it all to a bag, including the lines of bullets that glowed yellow on the shelf. She saw a small computer and copied everything over with a drive and deleted everything. Soon everything was packed and Luther started slinging the bags over his shoulders as the people still struggled.
Lila held Allison's forearm and struggled to open her powers but once Allison started, she felt it easily flow through her. She let her say, "I heard a rumor, you forgot everything you did here, the Durango, Gene and Jean. Everything." Lila saw it flow through their ears and their eyes cloud over. They opened their eyes again to try to recall who they were.
"Guys. Time to go. Police is here." Diego peered out the curtained windows to see lights flashing far away and approaching them.
"What? That's fast." Five snapped at the lights far away.
"I called them. We need to know they are being taken care of." Diego muttered, but Five exploded.
"WHY? DIEGO. WHY." Five pulled at the roots of his hair again and roughly let it go, blinking away the rage. Five gathered the group and led them out of the room. Out of sight of their new blank faced witnesses and blipped away near the van. They hurried in and closed the door to see ambulances and police car file in and search each cabin.
Diego saw Patch open the car door and rush to the lit cabin with a Glock tucked down in her hand. She saw the people struggling and rushed to help, but she saw a note.
"Took care of it for you." Diego had hastily written it and stuck the sticky note on the leader's forehead. Just to make sure it stuck; he stapled it.
He saw her stand up through the window and read the note. She smirked and put it in an evidence bag. They saw them gather the small mass and file them into the police car. CSI soon entered through the same path, but once they were all inside, they quietly started the car and slipped out. Nobody stopped them or noticed their exit as they drove through the heavy forest and re-entered the highway.
It scared Diego that Five didn't continue yelling. The car was so quiet it stirred anxiety around him. It took ten minutes for Five to roughly turn around, right behind him where Diego was fidgeting with his knife.
"I'm sorry, but why?" He scratched his eyebrow in annoyance, "why would you do that?" He looked at Diego like he was a dumb teenager caught drinking. "Like why, Diego?"
Lila's eyes faltered and tried to grab Five's arm to calm him down, but Five simply held his hands up for space. She dropped it and watched Diego struggle through his words.
"I told her as an alibi, okay? You said we should frame them. So, I wrapped up the bow, alright?" He didn't like Five's condescending tone, "I don't know if you remember in that big brain of yours, but I was in the police academy. I know how this shit works."
"You were kicked out and became a poor version of batman." Five interjected.
"Yeah! And worked with the police all the time!" Diego shouted back, "I know what kind of evidence they want. They're not looking for the truth, they're looking for a story. And for the record, I didn't get kicked out, I quit because I found them ignoring evidence. I quit because they didn't let me take care of it."
"Oh wow, thank you for your background story." Five was dripping in sarcasm. "All you need now is a cape." He threw his arms up, "We just permanently locked ourselves into this timeline, and you want to make us felons. It's been like hours, Diego!"
"Of course not! I called from a payphone and told them we were held captive. I told Patch—" Diego tried to explain, but Five caught the name and threw up an eyebrow.
"You- You're telling me-" He smoothed his hair back and clutched it to his neck, "You're telling me, you talked to Patch?" Five said it so angrily, but quietly it confused everyone. They could feel him suppressing his rage down like trying to kill an active fire. His voice trembled as it quieted down to a soft exhale.
" …yes?" Diego shrugged and furrowed his eyebrows. He looked at Five and his anger shook him as his feeble answer.
"I'm going to kill you." Five burned with rage. "You are going to fix this, and I swear to God, Diego, if you make me go to court, I'll cut off your leg and shove-"
"OKAY. ENOUGH." Reginald stopped it. "Could we please, relish in the fact that there are no police chasing us, no small army killing us, and no apocalypse dooming us?" He raised his hand and glared at all of them. "The Sun. It's rising. So please, do shut up."
He turned back around and placed his hand on top of Abigails and she softly smiled at him. She raised his hand and kissed it. They remembered why they were all here in the first place. The tension was still thick, especially in the back, but they started to forget what they were even fighting about as they saw the farway Sun glint at their tinted windows and pour in streams and streams of light. They were merging onto another highway when they had to ride the overpass, but when climbing it up, they saw the city spread. People clogging up the highway, rushing to work, a man smoking leaning over a balcony, a mom hurrying her children into her van for daycare, all in one view. All these people, blissfully unaware of their fight and survival for everyone's life.
When Abigail still felt the tension, she stopped in a rest stop on a bridge that stretched over a lake. Similar vans, RVs, and cars lined in the Diner's parking lot. Slowly and silently, they walked over to the edge of the parking lot, walked over grass, and into the wide lake that stretched for miles ahead of them. All gathered, they saw the Sun fully beaming down, ducks that shook their heads in the water, toads and turtles gathering on the log. Trees glistened in the morning dew and rainfall through the night. The water splashed underneath them and over the fence and far away, across the lake, Five saw a Willow Tree swaying to say, 'hello' to him.
Lila heard the birds chirping and the squirrels tittering. She slid her hand into Five as she watched the peaceful scenery, pushing her hair out into the wind. Abigail and Reginald quietly stood next to them, leaning on the fence, and looking out to the calm water and sighing.
"It's over." Viktor broke the silence.
"The Sun shines another day." Five muttered under his breath, but everyone heard it.
"You think people will ever know?" Luther asked, eyes glued to the moon still visible in the sky.
"If we're lucky? No." Allison said, following his gaze.
"What do we do now?" Ben asked, suddenly realizing, he had nothing to do. No one to save. No one to chase after.
"Pancakes?" Lila said back, but she was far away and eyes unfocused.
"I would kill for some bacon, right now." Luther started to turn away from the lake and stared at the Diner. "Let's go."
The family trailed behind Luther, tired and legs ready to give out, they desperately needed coffee and some food. Five and Lila didn't move though, and continued to stare out into the lake. Lila and Five were holding each other's waist with her head resting on his shoulder.
"It's safe now, yeah?" Lila quietly asked Five.
"It's safe. I promise." Five sighed and pressed his lips on her forehead. He smiled as he kept his lips glued to her. "It's safe now." He started to giggle.
She started laughing in his chest as she felt his laughter building. They were loudly laughing at the empty park and scaring the ducks nearby.
"I can't believe it. We're safe!" Lila broke away as she threw her head back. "IT'S OVER!" She cackled out again.
Five was trying to catch his breath in between fits of silent laughter as he watched Lila tumble over. He couldn't decide whether he wanted to laugh or cry, so he did both. Through another burst of laughter, tears fell with it, covering his cheeks and sniffled his nose as he giggled. He looked up to see she was crying too, holding her ribs as she let out a silent laugh.
Five pulled her to him and hugged her as he continued to chuckle. He swayed her with the wind and picked her up slightly to spin her. "It's safe now to go home, love." He couldn't believe he was finally saying it, and with another pang in his chest, he let tears fall out of him.
She was wetting the corner of his shirt, "We can go home now. Together." She giggled but it just pushed more tears out. He pulled away from the hug and reached her face to wipe her tears. She reached to his lips to kiss him, actually kiss him, without stress or survival, but just because she wanted to.
She breathed him in, and everything felt different now. Their relationship felt different, her powers felt new, and the fact that they were looking over this lake filled her with so much relief, she couldn't handle it. She kissed him hard and opened her mouth for more. She pulled him tight, and the kiss was serious and relentless. She couldn't even remember the last time they properly kissed each other or had enough time to do more. She was willing to take every second she got just to kiss him like this, over and over again. He wiped her face with his hands and grabbed her neck to bring it closer to him. He pulled away to look at her again. He smiled so bright and twinkled his eyes that she felt like falling in love with him for the first time. He reached down and kissed her lips three times. She returned it back and smiled so hard her cheeks started to hurt.
They swung their hands together, back up the hill and reached the Diner doors. People didn't mind them any attention as they found their rambunctious and strangely large family squabbled over several connected tables over a long booth. They slid in on the empty seats and saw their family already ordered pancakes and an omelet for them. Five reached for the coffee first.
"Does no one actually know how to make coffee?" He painfully swallowed the watered down and bitter coffee. He pushed it aside and started digging into the pancakes, realizing how hungry and thirsty he was. The large group finished their food in ten minutes and ordered various pies while Luther ordered another skillet.
They talked about their injuries, where they were going next, and what would happen to the FBI case that has been chasing them. They honestly didn't care anymore. They had fought much worse now and nothing that humans could do would surprise them ever again. Everything about this world suddenly became so real to them, they weren't sure how to take it. Abigail and Reginald, sat together in front of them, felt like their real parents for a second.
They paid with two crisp 100 dollar bills that Abigail pulled out from the band in the duffle bag. Although the server threw her a strange look, she walked away nonchalantly when Abigail handed her an extra bill for her silence. The van re-fueled and speeding down the highway, the family finally all slept with open mouths and soft snoring.
"Reggie?" Abigail said and no one rustled as the snoring continued.
"Yes, my dear." He looked at her and had to shield his eyes through the Sun to properly see her. Her golden hair almost turned invisible and her skin glowed warm.
"It's like we have children." She said softly at him, with regret and grief washing over her face.
"Indeed." Reginald glanced back at the mound of misfits, sleeping peacefully. "They're quite a rambunctious, infantile, and voracious little monsters, but… it feels like… they're ours. Doesn't it?" He muttered back at her.
"They saved the world, Reggie. Do be nice." She playfully glared at him.
"They did. No doubting that." He nodded and kept his gaze to the front.
When Abigail parked the car, they felt it stop and opened their eyes to see an unfamiliar house. The house was almost swallowed by the wild green that surrounded them. The roof was splattered with moss and a large porch wrapped around the big house. It extended up to a second floor and they saw the same two vans that escaped with them, next to the house.
"Safe house?" Lila asked Abigail as she looked around at the stillness of the forest.
"Yes. My staff has been working from here. Quite roomy inside." She smiled at her and walked over to the front door. She pressed her thumb on the handle, and it clicked open.
"Do come in. Find rooms upstairs, and one in the basement." Reginald said as he shed his outer layers.
"Lila, that phone is secure line, if you'd like to use it." Abigail added. Lila and Allison rushed over to the phone, and she dialed the number with trembling hands. She held it over both of their ears as it rang. With a click, they jumped up in excitement.
"Hey! Hi! Where are you?" She perked up when she heard her brother's voice and Allison breathed in when she heard Claire's voice in the background.
"Mhm. Yes, it's done. No, don't do that." She played with the cord and let it wrap around her finger. "It's safe now. I'll explain more in person. Don't talk to cops. Just bring everyone home and stay there." Before she could continue on, Allison took the phone and demanded to talk to Claire.
"Hi, baby. Are you okay?" She nodded as she heard her voice, "I know. That was scary, but I took care of it, okay? Nothing to worry about." She reassured her and she handed the phone to Klaus when she asked for him. She had to quickly wipe her tears as she heard Claire cry at Klaus' reassurance.
The relief that everyone was okay seemed to relax their shoulders. It felt like a final declaration that this was truly over and done. No more monsters under the bed. No more timelines bleeding through. They will spend their mortal life, here like everyone else. Everyone fell silent at the good news, with no more energy to react or give, as they filed upstairs to find their rooms.
The family easily found a place to sleep. Ben and Jennifer, Klaus and Viktor, Luther and Diego decided to share the large guest rooms upstairs, while Allison found a smaller room tucked in the corner with a single bed. They barely bothered to take off their jackets before they were all asleep, exhausted and drained from the Capsule, multi-dimensional time travel, and the murderous mass chasing them. It felt peaceful here and so free of conflict that sleep easily took them.
Five and Lila traveled to the carpeted basement and found it baren. They saw a door and entered to a well decorated guest room and a half-window peeking out to the plants outside. They stood, holding hands, and stared at the cozy bed.
Five wasn't thinking when he turned to her to pull her into a heavy kiss. They were finally safe and alone, and like habit, he decided to use to his advantage. He pushed her against the wallpapered walls and opened his mouth to deepen their kiss. He felt the tingling electricity pour currents along his back as she traced his torso and fought with his shirt to pull it over his head.
Lila didn't even bother trying to catch her breath. She gasped when she finally had him half naked and hungry. She wanted to give him everything he'd ever wanted. She tried to push against him, but he continued to push her flat against the wall. She skimmed over his healing wound and his smooth back to bring him closer. He kissed her jaw while pulling her jacket off and take her shirt to throw it aside. He picked her up to place her on the bed and looked down at her.
"Finally got you on a bed. Alone." He slipped out a smile and she was still panting heavily against her beating chest.
"Just come here." She pulled his belt loop to let him fall on top of her. She felt everything intensified within her. Every passing touch, every pull of the lips, every grind against her felt like stars exploding. She pulled at his hair and let out a small groan when he hit a sensitive spot on her neck. His head snapped up, "Lila. There are people in this house."
He leaned into her ear and whispered, "If you don't make a sound, we can do a lot more, for a lot longer." She had to bite her lip to not moan to his voice. She struggled but whispered back, "Fine. But one day, I'm fucking finding a cabin so I can do whatever the fuck I want." She pushed him over and straddled him. She got to be as rough as she wanted now, if she was silent. She pushed him down, and felt his hands travel over back, making her shiver. He pulled on her sports bra, and she shook it out of her arms to throw it blindly across the room.
She had legs straddled over just one of his legs and she had to bite back a strangled moan when he pushed up his thigh up to meet her. He grinded while kissing her breast, perky and tingling. She rolled her eyes with pleasure and put every thought into stifling her voice and tried to remember what the reason for the stupid restrictions were.
She unbuttoned his pants and struggled to push it down. In a hurry and in a daze, she struggled to pull hers down. All she thought about was him underneath her and his breath on her skin. She wanted all of him, now, having been restricted so long, she felt the urge grow between her legs and desperation grow in her breath.
Five groaned under his breath as he felt every inch of her pressed on his skin. Lila wanted to be on top, but he didn't want to let her have all her greed. He turned them back over and pressed his lips back on her as her legs wrapped around his torso and hung on like her life depended on it.
He grabbed thighs to let it fall open as he traveled to them, pulling her underwear down as he lowered it. He let it slip away and he made eye contact with her and put his index finger to his mouth, reminding her. But she looked eager and breathed harder when she felt his breath hit her sensitive clit. She had to steady her breathing and fight every cell in her body wanting to let out a moan. Then, she dropped her jaw and stopped her breathing to ensure nothing would come out. He pressed his lips on hers and circled his tongue around.
She felt his soft tongue melt against her, as it brushed over everywhere. She was gasping for air when she ran out of oxygen in her brain. The breath was sharp as he continued to eat her out, growing more aggressive and hungrier for her, and he finally landed on her clit, sucking and lingering on it. She arched her back and swallowed a desperate moan for more and instead gripped the sheets and covered her mouth just in case something slipped past her. He stopped to look at her and she threw him a look, 'More. Give me, more.' She bucked her hips to find the soft lips again. He smirked at her face growing red and greed rising in her eyes.
He slowly leaned down to her, as she watched him take his time. He breathed heavily and she felt the air pass her, growing her sensitive more, making her crave him more. He grazed her clit just with the tip of his tongue as his hands caressed her entrance. She didn't realize she was that wet and felt the slickness as he continued to tease her. Then, he hungrily pressed his tongue against her clit to play with it. She felt his fingers slowly slip in and felt him curve his fingers up. The two motions made her let out a small gasp as fireworks exploded behind her eyes. It had been so long since they've done this, she forgot what it was like. Before in the greenhouse, he'd do this to her, every other day for hours, just to pass the time, which left her sensitive and twitching for days.
But now, it was rewarding. They saved the world and closed its doors to more potential danger, and this fuck was well deserved, as far as she was concerned. She curled her fingers into his hair as he pumped harder, hitting the same spot over and over. She was concentrating on not making any sounds, but when she felt the building and tension in her stomach, she couldn't help but whisper, "Yes. Yes. Yes." She immediately regretted saying it when he pulled away from her and heard the wetness when he pulled his fingers out.
"What? Why." She was trying to catch her breath and panicked at the tension aching for more, for release.
"I'm not done with you." He pulled her down and kissed her again. She felt her clit twitch and throb, and her hands found his boxers, pulling it down. He wasn't in a hurry, but she was. Eager and so close, she wanted to overpower him so she could ride him without stopping. But he pressed her down and sucked on her soft breast, biting, and pulling. His breath hitched when he felt his tip meet her. She hated he took his time, to make sure she was okay, and not hurting. So, she thrusted up to finish the job for him.
He glared at her, "So impatient," but he didn't protest as he started to move. Lila remembered what he felt like, what he looked like vulnerable and naked, and ravenous for her. She felt feral, clawing at his back, and pulling him closer to whisper, "Faster."
She was beginning to feel the tension back in her stomach and he hit the same spot, over and over, sometimes hard then slow, then back to a consistent rhythm. He pushed himself up so he was perpendicular to her, still inside her. He grabbed her hip, and pressed down her lower stomach so she couldn't keep bucking into him. He rolled his hip and felt her twitch inside. She gasped again when the spot he was hitting, intensified under his hand and the pressure. He felt her tighten as he went harder, pushing down the same spot, and saw her shake her head and arch her back. She looked like she was screaming but nothing came out. She held her breath and let the high ride itself out.
Five wasn't done though, and he continued to push on, through the tightness and her silent orgasm but he felt himself building to match her fast breathing. He felt the energy drain out of him with his last thrust. He pulled away, eyes squeezed his eyes shut and felt Lila breathing heavy. She pulled his hand, so he'd land next to her. She grabbed his arm and pulled him close and threw the blanket over both. She kissed him again and again, even with their dry lips. They only heard their breathing slow when they fell asleep.