Chapter 6

This ended up being a lot harder to write than I imagined. I hope you guys like it since this will be the first chapter with a teensy weensy bit of lemony-lime goodness. Part of this chapter is inspired by a Clem x Louis picture I saw on pinterest but, the story took on a life of its own.

R&Rs are greatly appreciated!

The kids gathered around a campfire after dinner.

Violet

Willy

Aasim

Ruby

Omaar

AJ

Clementine and Louis.

It was an ordinary night. The kids animatedly talked to each other. Striking one another's ire with disagreements, interruptions and good old ribbing. It was a rollicking time. It was unlike nights Clementine spent with adults; these people actually got along.

Clementine bundled her legs to her chest and held them tightly. She laughed when she heard something funny and perked up when AJ spoke.

Clementine looked into the fire as if it was a Ouija board. She asked, 'What is going to happen?'. If she was a normal teenager this would be one of those defining moments of her adolescence. In wizened age she'd look back in awe of her daring and the ignorance of her youth. But that was not the case.

She scrubbed her face raw to remove blood and guts, she wished she was removing blackheads and excess sebum for prom, or whatever.

Clementine knew too many dead people. She was familiar with death. Isn't that what caused the panic attacks Ruby talked about? For that reason, talking to the dead was talking to old friends. What saddened her about all the death, was that it took more good people than bad. She tried to even the scale by killing a few of the bad ones, but it never evened out. No matter what.

The souls murmured their answers from the fire. Divining a cruel fate or a peaceful one? She kept her hands close to the fire. The fire's heat vibrated her hands; it was imploring her to pull her fate from the flame. She just might have under worse circumstances. Sacrifice her hands just to know if she should fight another day or if it was just better to sleep. But a leg was enough, for now.

Louis slid his arm behind Clementine. She relinquished divination for now and placed that singular focus on her boyfriend. The flame illuminated his mischievous features. For a split second, Clementine thought he was going to ask her a riddle.

"Hey. You seem quiet tonight. Everything okay?". She leaned into his arm.

She nods. It was better to speak to him than the dead, riddle or no riddle.

"You know, AJ and I finished planting seeds and mixing the soil for you and Ruby".

"Thanks, that's really nice Louis".

"I wish I was nicer. I only mentioned it because I wanted to earn brownie points with you".

Clementine lolls his name in a sing-song then snuggles close to him.

"It worked". Clementine closes her eyes. It feels like they're the only ones around the fire.

"Beautiful tonight as always, '' Louis thought. Clementine gripped the opening of his jacket,

She looked at him with her eyes ablaze. "Louis".

She pulled him down and kissed his cheek.

"You are amazing".

This was it. Clementine set a mood and Louis's mouth went dry. But he was ready tonight, because today was different. Louis strummed her spine with a feather-light touch. His caresses suggested his hand wanted to be more places than her back.

Clementine was charged by his touch. She rested on his shoulder yet her head was spinning. Louis's breath tickling her scalp only accelerated the swirling.

Louis was seized with boldness. Lust. Instead of being blinded by it, it gave him perfect clarity. He ghosted his finger against his girlfriend's tailbone.

"Clem can I?" he breathed, far more excited by this small step in their intimacy than any of his fantasies. Clementine turned her head in his embrace. Her lips lightly grazed his neck and she let out an aroused sigh. The effect on Louis was life-changing.

He gasped. His hand sprang a life all its own and reached its destination. He stroked her bottom with an open hand so he could handle every inch.

Clementine gasped. Was her timid boyfriend groping her right now? Louis? She had never dreamt this would happen and now that it was, she was unprepared. His hand on her backside, roaming, gripping, touching; set her on fire. Clementine whimpered deep in her throat.

It felt like he downed a kettle when he heard her whimper. He didn't think girls made sounds like that save, baby animals . Hearing his girlfriend make a carnal sound darkened his vision with desire. His fondling got more daring, harder. He circled her bottom to clench her thigh.

"Clementine".

Clementine was terribly excited. A pool of warmth spread from her stomach and between her legs. For whatever reason, she constricted her legs as tightly as possible and wiggled from his touch. She was enjoying this, so why was she wriggling from his touch? Heat was climbing up her body. She shut her eyes so hard that it was almost painful, but accompanied with that pressure came a white beam of rapture. What was happening? Dizzy from her rivaling emotions, dazed from Louis. She hoped Louis would answer.

She stiffened in his grasp, anticipating what he would do next. She escaped the bubbling pleasure by burrowing further into the crook of his neck.

Clementine was making these little pants against his neck, culminating this intoxicating cloud of heat and moisture. Her chest bounced from her heavy breathing, her wayward lips would randomly rain on his neck, making him gasp. Causing his own breath to hitch. And he was eating up those small trembles and jumps her body was making when he touched a place she especially liked. It was those mindless grazes of hers that encouraged him to dig his fingers into her thigh and pull his hand across her ass.

Clementine trembled. His hand was strong and when he gripped her thigh, dragging his fingers across her, it felt like his fingers were stirring a fuse that made her thighs erupt into vibrant works of fire. Her legs roared with intense sparkling heat, the darkness she found in the shade of Louis's hair illuminated that white hot pleasure behind her eyes and caused her core to rock and tremble. Encouraging her to scream in pleasure. The pressure from Louis's ministrations were messing with her self-control. She was going to shout. She had been good about being quiet but now it was impossible . She closed her mouth on Louis's neck to muffle herself.

Louis groaned deeply. Her open mouth kiss made him sweat. Then, she whined again and it was just as arousing as her last. He continued to fondle her ass, hearing more appreciative moans from her. This time, her tongue flicked against the taut muscles of his neck. Her tongue shot his whole consciousness down to his erection. He brought his forgotten arm into the foray to squeeze her with the same tenacity he did this morning. Only this time, Clementine was jumping in his arms for an entirely different reason.

He squeezed, she moaned. She attempted to steel herself by taking deep breaths unaware of how that was affecting Louis. His manly charge at seducing his girlfriend withered as her tongue lapped his neck lightly and quickly. Her tongue was dangerous. Then she sucked on his neck and Louis's eyes rolled back. He was going to, oh yes he was-

He grabbed her waist and nearly pulled her into his lap. Clementine's mouth popped off of his neck with a satisfying 'smack'. Louis reveled in how sloppy and wet that sounded that he barely registered how cold his neck became.

He held her closely to dote one lascivious stroke of his tongue steadily on her neck.

"LOUIS!". She screamed. That white pleasure popped behind her eyes, blinding her and she forgot herself and her surroundings. She wasn't sure how loud she was. A total taboo in this world. She hadn't meant to lose herself like that but, . . . damn. Louis.

Louis was also struck with that . . display of hers. It stalled him. He couldn't believe the sounds she made. That she just screamed his name. The feeling was indescribable but he felt his blood run cold then run ultraviolet hot. He knew she was hot but, god damn. This was unbroached territory. Usually she was the one gaping at his antics. Now he felt razzled and dazzled by her.

He was sitting like a dummy because when Clementine nudged him away he yelped in surprise, nearly falling over.

Clementine's breath was still coming in ragged. She said between breaths. "Stop. Not .. you too".

Her hand pushed against his pec. In his aroused state he couldn't help but feel that Clem was feeling him up. God that turned him on. He shut his eyes to compose himself

"Clem?".

"Louis". She whispered. She sounded delicate and unsure. She also sounded pink.

"Let's-". Clementine was catching up with her breath. Whatever she was trying to say was conveyed. No need to finish the thought since they both knew they had to settle down lest they cause another racket. Causing a scene in front of their friends. Louis may be able to joke about it but Clementine would rather die than bear three pronged terror of Ruby, Assim and most rueful of all Violet's teasing.

At this moment she looked at Louis-

"Yeah," he sighed. His voice octaves deeper than normal. His voice laden with mettle and promiscuity. That sexy voice, the beguiling look that was hers and hers alone, caused that white hot pleasure to pulsate in her head, her chest and between her legs again. She attempted to pick up a knee to pounce on him but the lack of a half a leg and her labored breath sat her back on her bum.

A bum that still felt very alive after his touch. Clem's hand hadn't left his chest and Louis took her hand in his to reverently kiss it.

They looked at each other for what felt like eons. Their faces were colored by the midnight blue of the sky. Absently they realized the fire was out. Clementine's toes were cold, and everyone but them was gone.

When did everyone leave? How long have they been out here? Clementine panicked like a high-schooler whose parents caught them fooling around. Were they so forward that everyone absconded in disgust? How much had they seen? They had done all their . . fooling around in front of the fire. Byt Clem had to know when they left. What did they see? God screw the teasing. Clemetine wanted to die right now.

Louis, as satiated as possible given the situation, assumed the worst when he saw Clem acting out a mini drama in front of him. Had he . . hurt her? He opened his mouth but his words were bitten off.

At that moment AJ called out to them.

"Are you guys fighting?". Clem gasped and sputtered out

"Fa- fighting? Ah-ah- AJ, why would you think we're . . fighting?" Louis felt a manly pride well up inside of him seeing his girlfriend struggling to speak. Yeah, maybe he should feel guilty about making her look like a bumbling fool out in the open like this. AJ certainly gave her a look. Buuuut, he didn't! Not so secretly, he loved seeing her like this.

Clementine had to close her eyes mid-sentence to ground herself. My my he had quite the effect on his Clementine now didn't he?

AJ continued "Well it looked like you were upset when we were sitting by the fire. Isn't that why you sat really close to Louis, so he would comfort you?".

Clementine looked from Louis to AJ. Louis leaned back on his arms and pouted at her, shrugging. Clementine wanted to rip that twinkle right out of his eyeball.

"Then Violet said we should leave you two alone and play a game. It was so fun you guys you really missed out".

Clementine couldn't help but sigh in relief "So you guys left. You didn't see anything?"

AJ shook his head "Noo we were having such a great time , everyone was laughing and cracking jokes. It really was awesome. Then everyone went to bed. I stayed up a little later to patrol. The fire pit was my last stop before hitting the hay".

"Ohoho now AJ" Louis says joshingly "we may not have been in bed but-", he waggles his eyebrows at Clementine.

". . . I don't get it".

"AJ don't listen to him. He is just being a grade A idiot". Clementine is in disbelief at this man. She wonders what has gotten into him in the most awestruck way possible.

"Well everybody's been sleeping for a while now. You guys should rest too. It's pretty late".

AJ saved Clementine's life tonight, her social life. "Aye aye AJ". she said.

The three got up and made their ways to their rooms. AJ was going to dream of the warm meal, fire and great fun he had today.

Clementine and Louis be dreaming of 'fun' too. AJ was too young to know that though.