#xvirus

You had been smart enough to take a gun and some ammo, luckily you had been lucky a few times and managed to grab up some more along the way. You let out a groan, releasing you had just used your last stimpack. You quickly tore through your bag, hoping it wasnt so. Yet the bag turned up empty and dashed your hopes to smithereens. This meant one thing, you would have to travel to the nearest medical centre. The only place you could think of was run by a lunatic, you knew he came from the same time as you but the rest was a mystery. He suddenly popped up from all accounts, he had all sorts of medical devices and cures.

The thing about him was he was incredibly unpredictable, you never knew if what you were getting was correct or if you had became an unwitting experiment. But he was the only person for thousands of miles who could make cures, and when they worked they did extremely well. Even regrowing limbs without the risk of mutating. Although sometimes people didn’t stop growing limbs, or eyes. You knew it was a risk but you had no other option.

So you began the journey, hoping and praying you’d make it there with no more wounds.

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Adrenaline coursed through your body, arms swinging as you ran with all of your might. Finally the door came into vision, your mind almost shorting out the closer you got. You ignored the pain in your legs and the way your lungs screamed. Desperately hoping he would be in.

You wasted no time pounding on the door, metal rattling as your fist made contact. “XVirus! Open up! Please!” You shouted, anxiously looking behind you. You quickly turned upon seeing the rust raider approaching you. You squeezed yourself against the door, desperately shouting for him to open the god damn door. Finally it opened and you were yanked in, the door slamming and locking behind you. XVirus flung you behind him, not caring to break your momentum and stop you from tumbling to the floor.

You glared up at him, dragging yourself up. “Thanks.” You muttered sarcastically. “No problem.” He tilted his head, half gas mask and goggles obstructing his face from view. “How can i help you? It’s been a while.” You could hear the smirk in his tone, the promise of mischief dancing on his tongue. “I don’t have much, i need stim.” He hummed. “Price went up.” You frowned at him, this was getting crazy. “C’mon man, that shit’s getting expensive.” You whined, causing him to chuckle. “Of course, try something for me and i’ll give you six.” Always a catch, this could go horribly. “What can happen?” He shrugged, causing your stomach to drop further. “The rat’s healed up quick.” You felt like he was holding something back, but you needed those packs if you were going to survive out here.

You nodded, he quickly turned and walked over to a cupboard, pulling out a box of vials. You anxiously eyed the jars, horrors running through your mind. “You will have to stay here for a few days, i will need to monitor you.” You watched as he filled up a needle, flicking the air bubbles out. “Arm.” He ordered, holding his hand out. You mentally prepared yourself before handing it over, he slid the needle into your bicep and watched as you cringed. “Shit, that hurts.” You muttered, cringing as you felt the liquid push into your system. “It’s a needle.” He deadpaned, you rolled your eyes.

“So it heals? Whats different from a stimpack?” You questioned, feeling somewhat normal. “Faster acting, works for bigger wounds to completely stop any infection.” You nodded, taking a seat on the nearby sofa. The movement caused your heart to beat faster, sending the drug coursing through your system. The moment you sat down heat went flooding through your system, your cock twitched quickly to life just from the feeling of your sweats. “What else did it do to the rats?” Your voice came out airier than you had expected, breathing deep. “Why?” You tried to glare at him, he sounded smug. As if he already knew exactly what you were going through. “This isn’t to heal people.” He snorted. “Nope.” You let out a shakey breath, trying to collect yourself. “You son of a bitch.” You finally gasped out, mentally cursing him as he laughed.

“Could help you out?” You shook your head as you stared at your feet. “You planned this, you prick.” He didn’t deny it, laughing harder as he made his way over to you. You could see yourself in the reflection of his goggles, the colour may have been distorted but you could tell your cheeks were flushed. He suddenly yanked off his goggles, deep green eyes staring into yours. You tried to cover your shock, expecting him to be some old pervert. He only looked a couple years older than you did. His hair was a little long, curling around his face in a thick frame. It looked like it hadn’t been cut in months. He was pale, almost gauntly. Dark bags circled his eyes, evidence of long nights spent messing around with chemicals.

You felt paralysed as he pushed forward, locking your lips together. You didn’t fight, letting him take control and push you further into the couch. You whined into the kiss, eyes rolling back as you combed your fingers through his surprisingly soft hair. He slid you down the couch, climbing on top of you. When he pulled away you were left gasping, overwhelmed with everything. “Fuck me.” You spoke, voice light despite the heat in your words. His teeth shone as he looked down at you, his sharp canines almost intimidating.

He felt strong as he pushed against you, his muscles straining as he kept himself from baring his full weight onto you. Your nails dug into his biceps, squeezing as he sloppily ground against you. “Fu-fuck.” You gasped out, body twisting under him. You ground back up against him, moaning as you felt your cock rub against his. “You wanna get fucked?” You didn’t care how desperately you nodded, pulling him back down by the collar of his jumper. You kissed him, deeper this time.

You didn’t have much experience, you had messed around a little but you had never gone all the way. You hoped you would do okay, he didn’t seem to mind kissing you at least. “Call me Cody.” He whispered in your ear after pulling away from you, lips trailing from your jaw down your neck before finally sucking a deep bruise onto your flesh. His teeth were sharp, breaking the skin in some areas. All of it just seemed to spur you on, your cock straining against your boxers. All you could think about was getting him inside of you. It felt like a primal need, as if you would spontaneously combust if he didn’t.

His hands slid down your sides, grabbing your hips and pulling you up to grind your cocks together. It felt sloppy, a mix of your saliva dripping down your chins. Your hands couldn’t stop from running all over him, nails dragging against his exposed skin. When he pulled away your trailed down his jaw with your lips, sloppily kissing his neck. You were hyper aware of the hands currently sliding down into your sweats, ragged nails catching on your skin. He dug his fingers into you, stretching you apart. “God. Gonna fuck you up.” He groaned in to your ear, biting your lobe before pulling back.

He looked like he wanted to devour you, you pushed your hips up against his. "W-whats stopping you?" You grinned, chest heaving. It was like something snapped, wasting no time in pulling his hands out just enough to pull down your bottoms past your ass. He grabbed your hips and pulled you up, shuffling so he was sitting and pulling you onto his lap. He shoved his fingers into his mouth, slobbering over them before they found their way to your hole. You whined before he finally pushed it into you, sinking as deep as he could get it.

You held eye contact for a moment, lust coating your face. His eyes were slightly wide as he looked at you, he bit his lip before edging forward. He smirked before pressing your lips together, sliding another finger into you. You whimpered and moaned, grinding back against the digits currently stretching you out. You pressed against his body, desperate to feel more of him. You began clumsily yanking up his shirt, hands running up his stomach. He had a decent amount of muscle for being in an apocalypse, you could tell he was strong as his muscles twitched.

You pulled apart just long enough to pull both of your shirts off, throwing them off somewhere. He threw himself onto you, shoving you back into the couch as his tongue messily explored your mouth. It was almost suffocating, his weight baring down on top of you but you loved every minute. He grabbed your legs, wrapping them around his waist. You could feel his cock pressing against your hole, he took a minute to tease you. Pressing his tip in just to pull back out, it drove you nuts. "Would you please just fuck me already.” You rasped out, blown out pupils staring into his. He chuckled before finally pushing into you, it burned and you choked on a whine. You grit your teeth, baring through the pain and trying not to squirm away. Not that you thought XVirus would let you.

When he bottomed out you were almost sure your nails would forever be embedded into his back, your fingers going numb. He buried his head into your shoulder, biting and licking wherever he could reach. His first thrust felt like a gun shot, ripping a loud yelp from you. His laugh was muffled, beginning a steady pace. It hurt at first, his cock was thick and stretched you past your limits. It was overwhelming, each thrust sending your eyes rolling to the back of your skull. You could feel him grinding against your prostate, it didn't take long before you were huffing and panting. "Call m-me Cody." He smirked, he wanted to hear you scream his name. "C-Cody!" You moaned, you could see a feral look settle over his features.

He pressed his lips back to yours, kissing you deep and sloppy and he fucked you on his couch. You whimpered and whined into his mouth, borderline sobbing.

Cody couldn’t believe how tight you were, your walls warm and clamping around his cock. He hadn’t fucked anyone in a while, it felt good to get his dick in something nice and warm. Even better that it was the pretty (H/C) that came in for Stim. “You c-could stay, y’know? Be a pretty little cumslut f-for me. G-gets real stressful, making thi-this shit. Lock yo-you up and keep you all safe.” Cody didn’t miss the way you tightened up and moaned, your reaction spurring him on. “Leh-leave you all t-tied up ‘n re-ready for me.” Cody knew he was drooling, the idea too delicious to cope with. You squealed his name as you came, thighs tightening around him as your back arched into an impossible angle. Cody didn’t last much longer, you had tightened around him almost making it hard for him to thrust. It didn’t stop him from sloppily riding out his high, moaning obscenely into your neck. He didn’t bother pulling out, flooding his cum into you. Cody went limp, full weight baring onto you as he heaved in air.