Chapter 1: Introduction
The streetlights were still on.
That was the first thing Jez noticed—no cars, no people, just the dull orange glow cutting through the predawn haze, casting long, empty shadows across the pavement. He had been walking for what felt like days, his sneakers scuffing against the cracked sidewalk, his stomach growling from nothing more than the memory of food. The city was too quiet. Too *wrong*. It was the kind of silence that made his skin prickle, the kind that made him wonder if he was the only one left.
Then he saw her.
She was sitting on the steps of a boarded-up coffee shop, legs crossed, pen scratching furiously against a notebook.
Her hair was a waterfall of black, cascading over her shoulders, and her glasses were perched precariously on her nose, slipping down with every tilt of her head. She was... substantial. That was the word that came to mind. Her curves filled out the simple t-shirt and jeans she wore, and there was a certain solidity to her, like she was built to weather storms.
Jez hesitated, then approached slowly, his footsteps echoing in the silence. He stopped a few feet away, hands in his pockets, and just watched her for a moment. She was so focused, her brow furrowed, her tongue peeking out at the corner of her mouth. It was almost...
*intimate*. Like she was solving a puzzle no one else could see.
She didn’t look up right away. Instead, she adjusted her glasses with a sharp flick of her wrist, the movement so precise it was almost mechanical. Then, slowly, she glanced at him over the rim of her notebook, her dark eyes scanning him like he was a problem she needed to either solve or ignore.
“You’re still here,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
She blinked, then looked down at her notebook again, as if she hadn’t heard him. But then she exhaled through her nose, a sound that was almost a laugh, and said, “Yeah.
So are you.”
Jez didn’t move. He just stared at her, at the way her fingers tightened around the pen, at the faint red mark on her wrist where the strap of her glasses had dug in. She was so still, so *present*, that it made him feel like he was the only one in the world.
“You’re documenting this,” he said, nodding at the notebook.
She glanced down at it, then back at him, her lips curling into something between a smirk and a grimace. “Yeah. I’m trying to figure out what the fuck happened. You?”
“Same,” Jez said. “Except I’m not sure I can write.
Not like this,” Jez admitted, his voice barely audible. He looked around at the empty street, the silent buildings, the world that had gone quiet. “It’s too... big. Too fucking *impossible*.”
Levi watched him, her expression unreadable. Then she closed her notebook, set it down beside her, and patted the step next to her. “Come here.”
Jez hesitated, then sat down, leaving a respectable distance between them. Levi didn’t seem to notice, or care. She turned to face him, her knee brushing against his, and said, “You know, I’ve been thinking. About why we’re still here. Why we didn’t...
disappear. And I think it’s because we’re not... *alone*."
Jez raised an eyebrow, his gaze flicking to her face, then down to her lips. "Alone? Levi, there's no one else here. We're the last fucking people on Earth."
Levi smirked, a slow, sultry curve of her lips that made Jez's heart skip a beat. "Not that kind of alone, Jez. I mean... we're not alone in our heads. We've still got our thoughts, our memories, our... *desires*." She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a low, husky purr. "And I've been thinking about you.
About *us*. About how we could... *multiply*." Levi's voice was a low, sultry growl, her eyes locked onto Jez's, her pupils dilating with desire. She reached out, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw, his neck, his collarbone. Jez's breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum.
"Levi... what are you saying?" Jez's voice was barely a whisper, his throat dry. He could feel the heat radiating off her, could see the way her nipples pressed against her t-shirt, could smell the faint, sweet scent of her arousal.
His cock twitched in his jeans, pressing against the denim with an urgency that made him groan.
"Levi," he whispered, his voice thick with desire, "what are you doing to me?"
She didn't answer with words. Instead, she leaned forward, her lips brushing against his ear, her breath hot and heavy. "I'm showing you what it means to be *alive*, Jez," she murmured, her fingers tracing the outline of his erection through his jeans. "I'm showing you what it means to *survive*."
Jez's breath hitched as her hand slid down, her fingers brushing against the bulge, teasing him, making him want to beg.
He could feel the heat of her hand through the denim, could feel the way she was looking at him, like she wanted to devour him whole.
"Fuck, Levi," he groaned, his hips bucking slightly, seeking more of her touch. "What are you doing to me?"
She smirked, her eyes gleaming with a hunger that made his cock throb. "I'm making you feel, Jez," she said, her voice a low purr. "I'm making you *feel* alive."
She leaned in, her lips finding his neck, her tongue tracing a line up to his ear.
"You’re so fucking hard for me already," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "I can’t wait to feel you inside me."
Jez’s cock throbbed painfully against his jeans, his breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps. "Levi, please—" he groaned, his voice cracking with need. He reached up, his fingers tangling in her hair, pulling her closer, his lips crashing against hers in a desperate, hungry kiss.
Her mouth was warm and wet, her tongue sliding against his with a slow, deliberate rhythm that made his cock jerk violently.
He could taste her, sweet and sharp, like the first sip of a cold drink on a hot day. He groaned into her mouth, his hands sliding down to her ass, pulling her closer, grinding his hips against hers.
Levi gasped, breaking the kiss, her head falling back, exposing the long, smooth line of her neck. Jez took advantage, his lips and teeth trailing down her skin, nipping and sucking, leaving a trail of red marks. She moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him to her, her hips moving in time with his.
"Fuck, Levi," he muttered, his voice muffled against her skin.
"I need you. I need to *fuck* you."
She laughed, a low, throaty sound that made his cock twitch. "Then do it," she challenged, her eyes gleaming. "Fuck me, Jez. Make me *scream* your name."
He growled, a sound that was almost primal, and grabbed her by the waist, lifting her up and turning her around so she was facing the wall. She gasped, her hands slapping against the rough brick, her ass pressing against his cock. He could feel the heat of her through her jeans, could feel the way she was wriggling against him, trying to get closer.
He reached around, his hands sliding up her stomach, cupping her breasts, his fingers finding her nipples, hard and erect, pressing against the thin fabric of her bra.
"Fuck, Levi," he groaned, his hips bucking against her, his cock throbbing against her ass. "You feel so fucking good."
She moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder, her eyes closed, her lips parted. He could see the pulse in her neck, could feel the way her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps. He leaned down, his lips finding that pulse point, his tongue flicking out to taste her.
She shivered, her body arching slightly against him, her breath coming out in a ragged whisper.
"Jez," she gasped, her voice trembling with need. "Please."
He didn’t make her wait. With a growl, he grabbed the hem of her shirt, yanking it up and over her head in one swift motion. Her bra followed, her full breasts spilling out, heavy and perfect. His eyes widened at the sight of them—large, round, and heavy with arousal, her nipples already dark and hard, begging for his attention.
"Christ, Levi," he breathed, his fingers tracing the outline of her left breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple.
"You're fucking *perfect*."
She moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder, her eyes fluttering shut. "Don't stop," she whispered, her voice thick with need. "I need you to touch me. I need you to *feel* me."
Jez didn’t hesitate. He cupped her breast in his palm, his fingers rolling her nipple between them, feeling the way it hardened under his touch. She gasped, her body arching into his hand, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
"Fuck, Jez," she groaned, her voice a mix of pleasure and desperation. "You're killing me."
He didn’t give her time to protest.
His other hand snaked down, fumbling with the button of her jeans, his fingers sliding inside the waistband, pulling the denim down her hips with a rough tug. Levi gasped as the cool air hit her skin, her thighs trembling beneath his touch.
"Jez," she breathed, her voice thick with need. "You're going to make me come just from touching me."
He didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned in, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck, his teeth grazing her earlobe. "I want to hear you scream my name," he growled, his breath hot against her ear.
His fingers found her clit, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles, making her gasp and moan. She could feel the heat building inside her, could feel the way her body was tensing, her muscles clenching, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Jez," she panted, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her hips moving in time with his hand. "I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking *come*."
He didn't stop. Instead, he increased the pressure, his fingers moving faster, harder, his thumb pressing down on her clit, making her cry out.
She could feel the orgasm building, could feel the way her body was tensing, her muscles clenching, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Jez," she panted, her voice a desperate plea. "Please. I need you inside me. I need to feel you *fucking* me."
He growled, a low, animalistic sound that sent a shiver down her spine. He didn't need to be told twice. He yanked his own jeans down, his cock springing free, hard and ready. He didn't bother with foreplay, didn't bother with gentleness.
He just grabbed her hips, lifting her up and pressing her against the wall, his cock pressing against her slick, trembling folds. She gasped, her fingers clawing at his shoulders, her breath coming out in sharp, desperate gasps.
"Jez," she moaned, her voice trembling with need. I need you. Now."
He didn't make her wait. With a rough, possessive growl, he lined himself up, his cock pressing against her entrance. She was so wet, so ready for him, and he could feel the way her body was trembling, her muscles clenching around him.
"Fuck," he groaned, his voice thick with desire.
"You're so fucking tight, Levi. You feel amazing."
She moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her body arching against his. "You feel amazing too, Jez," she panted, her voice a low, sultry growl. Fuck me hard." With a growl, he grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, and began to move. He pulled out almost completely before slamming back into her, his hips moving with a fierce, relentless rhythm. She gasped, her body jerking with each thrust, her tits bouncing with the force of his movements.
The sound of their skin slapping together filled the air, mixed with her ragged breaths and his guttural groans. Jez’s fingers dug into her hips, his grip bruising as he fucked her against the wall, his cock buried deep inside her.
"Fuck, Levi—you feel *so good*—" Jez panted, his voice raw with need. His breath was hot against her ear as he pulled back, then slammed back into her, making her cry out. "You’re *perfect*—tight, wet, *mine*—"
Levi’s head fell back against his shoulder, her fingers clutching at the bricks behind her.
"Fuck, Jez—you’re so deep—"
He could feel her, every inch of her, her walls clenching around him, pulling him in, begging him to stay. He growled, his hips slamming into her, his cock throbbing inside her. "You like that, don’t you, Levi? You like being filled up by my cock?"
She moaned, her body arching against his, her tits bouncing with each thrust. "Yes—fuck, yes—"
He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight, fast circles. "Come for me, Levi," he growled, his voice a low, filthy command.
"Come on my cock, baby. Let me feel you squeeze me with that tight little pussy."
Levi's breath hitched, her body tensing as his words sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. She could feel the orgasm building, could feel the way her body was clenching around him, her muscles tightening, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Jez," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea.
He didn't let up. If anything, he fucked her harder, his hips slamming into her, his cock filling her completely.
"That's it, baby," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Come for me. Let me hear you scream."
Levi's body trembled as she felt the first wave of pleasure wash over her. Her fingers dug into the rough bricks behind her, her nails leaving red marks on the wall. "Oh god—Jez—" she gasped, her voice breaking with the intensity of her orgasm.
Jez could feel her, every inch of her, her walls fluttering around him, her breath coming in sharp gasps. He growled, his hips moving faster, his cock buried deep inside her. "You're so fucking tight, Levi," he groaned, his voice raw with need.
His fingers dug into her hips, his grip bruising as he fucked her against the cold brick wall. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the empty street, mixed with the ragged breaths and guttural moans of two people lost in the heat of the moment.
Levi's head fell back against his shoulder, her fingers clawing at the bricks behind her. She could feel Jez's cock buried deep inside her, stretching her, filling her completely. His hands were everywhere, gripping her ass, kneading her tits, his fingers rolling her nipples between them.
"Fuck, Jez," she moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure. "You feel so good.
So fucking *good*." Jez groaned against her ear, his breath hot and ragged, his fingers digging into her hips like he was trying to pin her to the wall. His cock was buried deep inside her, stretching her, filling her completely, and she could feel every single inch of him. "You're gonna make me cum," he whispered, his voice thick with need, his hips jerking against hers with a desperate rhythm. "I can't hold back anymore."
Levi moaned, her body arching against his, her fingers digging into the rough bricks behind her. The cold wall was a stark contrast to the heat radiating off their bodies, but she didn’t care.
Levi’s breath was coming in sharp, needy pants, her chest heaving against Jez’s back. He could feel her nipples hard as pebbles against his chest, pressing into him with every thrust, every groan. His cock was buried deep inside her, his balls tight and aching, his fingers digging into her hips like he was trying to anchor himself to her.
"Fuck, Jez," she gasped, her voice raw and desperate. "I can't—hold—back—"
Jez didn’t give her the chance. He slammed into her one last time, his hips snapping forward with a force that made her gasp, her body jerking against the wall.
His cock was buried so deep inside her that she could feel the tip pressing against something inside her, like he was *owning* her. His fingers dug into her hips, his knuckles white, his breath hot against her ear.
"Fuck, Levi—" Jez groaned, his voice thick with raw need. "I'm gonna—*cum*—"
She could feel it—the way his body tensed, the way his cock swelled inside her, the way his fingers dug into her flesh like he was trying to mark her as his. She moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder, her body trembling with the force of her own orgasm still rippling through her.
Jez's cock throbbed inside her, his release hot and thick, filling her up completely. He groaned, his body jerking against hers, his fingers still digging into her hips, holding her in place as he emptied himself inside her.
"Fuck, Levi," he panted, his voice ragged, his breath hot against her ear. "You feel so fucking good. I can't... I can't get enough of you."
Levi's body was still trembling, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She could feel the way her pussy was clenching around him, milking him for every last drop.
Jez’s cock was still buried inside her, his body trembling against hers, his breath coming in ragged gasps. She could hear the wet, sloppy sounds of his release filling her, feel the way his cock pulsed inside her, sending aftershocks of pleasure through her body.
Levi’s fingers dug into the rough bricks behind her, her nails leaving red marks on the cold surface. She could feel Jez’s fingers still gripping her hips, his knuckles white, his breath hot against her ear. She turned her head slightly, her lips brushing against his ear, her voice a low, sultry purr.
"Fuck, Jez," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "You feel so good inside me.
I can feel your cum dripping out of me," Levi whispered, her voice laced with a hunger that made Jez's cock twitch, even as it softened inside her. He groaned, his fingers flexing on her hips before sliding around to grip her ass, pulling her tighter against him.
"Fuck, Levi," he muttered, his voice thick with satisfaction and a hint of amusement. "You're insatiable, aren't you? Always ready for more."
She smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Only with you, Jez. You bring out the... *wild* in me."
He chuckled, his lips finding the sensitive spot on her neck, sucking and biting gently.
"You're going to get me killed, you know."
Levi laughed, a low, throaty sound that made Jez’s cock twitch inside her. "I don't care. I want you to fuck me until there's nothing left."
Jez groaned, his fingers digging into her hips, pulling her back against him. The cold wall behind her was a stark contrast to the heat radiating off their bodies. He could feel her wetness, the slickness of her arousal coating his cock as it slid in and out of her.
"You're going to make me lose control," Jez whispered, his voice rough with desire. He could feel his cock swelling again, already hardening inside her.
"Fuck, Levi," he groaned, his voice thick with lust. "I can't believe I'm still hard after that. You're *killing* me."
Levi turned her head slightly, her lips brushing against his ear. "Good," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "Because I'm not done with you yet."
Jez’s breath hitched as she reached down between them, her fingers wrapping around his cock, stroking it gently. "You're so hard for me," she murmured, her voice a low, sultry purr. "I can't wait to feel you inside me again."
He groaned, his fingers digging into her hips, his body trembling with need.
"Fuck, Levi," he muttered, his voice thick with desire. "You're going to be the death of me." "But what a way to go, huh?" She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear, her voice dropping to a low, sultry purr. "I want you to fuck me again, Jez. I want you to fuck me hard and fast, like you can't get enough of me."
Jez's breath hitched, his cock throbbing inside her at her words. He pulled out of her, his cock glistening with their combined arousal, and spun her around to face him.
His eyes were wild, hungry, and Levi could see the raw, primal need reflected in them. He grabbed her by the waist, lifting her up and setting her down on a nearby windowsill, the glass cold and hard against her ass. She gasped, her hands reaching out to steady herself, her fingers gripping the edge of the sill.
"Jez," she panted, her voice thick with desire. "What are you doing?"
He didn't answer. Instead, he grabbed her legs, pulling them apart, his eyes locked onto her pussy, already swollen and slick from their earlier encounter.
The air smelled of their combined arousal, thick and intoxicating.
"Levi," he growled, his voice low and rough. "You're so fucking beautiful like this. So wet. So ready for me."
Levi’s breath hitched, her fingers digging into the windowsill as she watched him. Her pussy clenched with anticipation, her clit throbbing with each beat of her heart.
"Jez," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. With a growl, he knelt down, his hands gripping her thighs, spreading her wider.
The cold glass of the windowsill bit into her ass as he leaned in, his breath hot against her slick folds. His fingers trailed up her inner thighs, the tips of them brushing against her swollen, throbbing clit before dipping lower, teasing her entrance.
"Fuck, Jez," she moaned, her head falling back against the wall, her fingers curling into the windowsill.
"Look at me," he commanded, his voice rough and demanding. "I want to see you when I fuck you."
She obeyed, her eyes meeting his, dark and hungry with desire.
Her breath hitched as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her inner thigh, his tongue flicking out to taste her arousal. The cool glass pressed into her ass, the contrast making her shiver.
"Jez," she gasped, her fingers tightening on the windowsill. "You're going to drive me insane."
His chuckle was dark and low, vibrating against her skin. "Good," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Because I plan to."
His tongue traced a slow, deliberate path up her inner thigh, his fingers spreading her open wider. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, the dampness of his breath against her sensitive flesh.
Her fingers dug into the cold glass, her nails leaving crescent marks as she fought to stay still, to hold on to the last shreds of control.
"Fuck," Jez whispered, his voice rough and gravelly. "You taste like sin, Levi."
His tongue flicked out again, slow and deliberate, this time making direct contact with her clit. She gasped, her body jerking in response, her hips lifting off the windowsill as an electric jolt shot straight through her core.
"Jez!" she cried out, her voice raw with need. "That feels—*fuck*—"
He didn’t let her finish.
Instead he put his cock inside her mouth.
She could feel it, hard and throbbing, the tip pressing against the back of her throat. She gagged, her eyes watering, but she didn't pull back. She wanted to take all of him, to feel him deep inside her.
"Fuck, Levi," he groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her head as she sucked him. Your mouth is so hot and wet."
She could taste him, salty and musky, and she could feel the way his cock was throbbing, pulsing with each beat of his heart.
Her tongue wrapped around the head of his cock, flicking over the sensitive tip, her lips sealing around the base, her cheeks hollowing as she pulled back, taking him deeper into her mouth.
"Fuck, Levi," Jez groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair, his hips jerking forward, his cock sliding between her lips with a wet, sloppy sound. "That's it, baby. Suck me like you mean it."
Levi moaned around his cock, her throat vibrating with the sound, her lips sealing around him again, her tongue swirling around the underside of his shaft.
Jez groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair, his hips moving in time with her mouth, fucking her face with slow, deliberate strokes.
"Fuck, Levi," he panted, his voice thick with lust. "You're so good at this. You're going to make me cum if you keep that up."
She pulled back, her lips popping off the head of his cock, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock. She looked up at him, her eyes dark and hungry, her glasses slightly askew. "I want you to cum, Jez," she whispered, her voice low and sultry.
"I want to taste you, to feel you pulse in my mouth."
Jez groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair. "Fuck, Levi," he muttered, his voice thick with lust. "You're going to kill me."
She didn't answer. Instead, she took him back into her mouth, her lips sealing around him, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. She could feel him throbbing, could feel the way his body was tensing, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Levi," he groaned, his fingers digging into her hair, his hips jerking forward.
"I'm gonna—*fuck*—"
She could feel it—the way his body tensed, the way his cock throbbed in her mouth, the way his fingers tightened in her hair. She looked up at him, her eyes locked onto his, and swallowed him whole, her throat convulsing around him as he came.
"Fuck, Levi!" he roared, his body jerking, his cock pulsing in her mouth, his release hot and thick as it filled her throat.
She swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving his, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, milking him for every last bit.
He groaned, his body trembling, his fingers still tangled in her hair.
"Fuck, Levi," he panted, his voice thick with satisfaction and something darker, something primal.
She smirked, her lips glistening with his cum, her fingers trailing down his chest, over the damp patch of his boxers where his cock had been buried in her mouth. "Good," she whispered, her voice laced with mischief.
Jez's breath hitched, his cock still twitching inside her mouth, his release still warm and thick. He pulled back, his fingers brushing her cheek gently.
"You're fucking incredible, you know that?" he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction and something else, something softer. She smiled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I know," she replied, her voice laced with a confidence that made him chuckle. "Cocky little thing, aren't you?" He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers, his tongue flicking out to taste himself on her lips. "I like it," he whispered, his voice low and rough. "It makes me want to fuck that cockiness right out of you." She gasped, her body shivering with anticipation. "Promises, promises," she teased, her voice breathy.
But we should explore first and try to find proper shelter and food.
We can't just keep fucking each other like rabbits in this empty world," Levi said, her voice laced with a hint of regret as she adjusted her clothes, her fingers brushing against the damp patch on her jeans where Jez's cum had leaked out.
Jez nodded, his eyes still dark with desire, his cock still half-hard in his jeans. "You're right," he muttered, his voice thick with lust. "But that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun along the way."
Levi raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Oh, really? And what exactly did you have in mind?"
He grinned, a wicked, predatory smile that made her heart skip a beat.
"How about a little game of hide and seek? With a twist."
Levi raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "What kind of twist?"
Jez leaned in, his voice dropping to a low, sultry growl. "If I find you, I get to fuck you. Anywhere, anytime, any way I want."
Levi's breath hitched, her body already responding to his words, her pussy clenching with anticipation. "And if I find you?" she asked, her voice steady despite the heat coursing through her veins.
He chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Then you get to do whatever you want to me.
But," he added, his eyes gleaming with mischief, "you have to catch me first."
Levi's heart pounded in her chest, her body already buzzing with anticipation. "Deal," she said, her voice steady despite the heat coursing through her veins. "But we should set some ground rules first."
Jez raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. And what might those be?"
She held up a finger, her eyes narrowing as she thought. "First, no using your librarian skills to find me. No looking up my scent or something ridiculous like that."
He laughed, a low, rich sound that made her stomach flutter. "Deal.
And second," Levi continued, "no fucking in public places. We might be the only two people left on Earth, but that doesn't mean I want to be fucked on a street corner."
Jez chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Fair enough. I wouldn't want to give the pigeons a show."
Levi rolled her eyes, but she was smiling. "Asshole. And third, no leaving marks that will last more than a day. I don't want to walk around looking like I've been in a fight with a vampire."
Jez's smile faded, his eyes darkening with a sudden intensity. "Deal," he said, his voice low and serious.
"But maybe we can break those rules a little here and there" Jez smirked, his eyes darkening with a promise of wickedness. "After all, we're the last two people on Earth. What's the worst that could happen?"
Levi’s breath hitched as she imagined the possibilities. She could feel her body responding to his words, her nipples hardening against her shirt, her pussy already slick with arousal. She swallowed hard, trying to keep her voice steady despite the heat coursing through her veins.
"Fine," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But if we get caught, I'm blaming you."
Jez chuckled, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of her long, black hair away from her face.
"You're on, Levi. But remember, you started this game. And I always play to win."
Levi's heart pounded in her chest as she watched Jez walk away, his lean frame disappearing around a corner. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves, before setting off in the opposite direction. The game was on.
She wandered through the eerily silent city, her footsteps echoing on the empty streets. The air was thick with tension, the anticipation of the game making her heart race. She could feel her pussy throbbing with each step, her body already aching for Jez's touch.
She turned a corner, her eyes scanning the area for any sign of him. Nothing.
The street was empty, the only sound the distant drip of water from a broken pipe. Levi's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She could feel the heat of her arousal, the dampness of her panties, the way her nipples were hard and aching against her shirt.
She turned another corner, her eyes scanning the area, her senses on high alert. She could feel the thrill of the game, the adrenaline coursing through her veins, making her feel alive in a way she hadn't in months.
Suddenly, she heard it - the soft rustle of fabric against skin, the faint scuff of a footstep on concrete.
Levi froze, her breath catching in her throat. She turned slowly, her eyes scanning the alleyway for any sign of movement.
"Did you hear that?" Jez whispered from the shadows, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver down her spine.
Levi's heart raced as she saw him stepping out from the darkness, his lean frame silhouetted against the flickering neon sign. His brown hair was disheveled, his eyes dark and hungry as they locked onto hers.
"Jez," she breathed, her voice barely audible.
He grinned, a slow, wicked smile that made her stomach flutter. "Did you miss me?"
Levi swallowed hard, her fingers tightening around the strap of her backpack.
"I thought we were playing hide and seek," she said, her voice steady despite the heat coursing through her veins.
Jez chuckled, a low, dark sound that made her stomach flutter. "We are," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers. "But I found you first."
He took a step closer, his body moving with a predatory grace that made her heart race. She could see the way his eyes were locked onto her, the way his gaze was traveling down her body, taking in every curve, every inch of exposed skin.
"Jez," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"What are you going to do to me?"
He smirked, his eyes gleaming with a wicked hunger. "Whatever I want, Levi. That's the rule, remember?"
She swallowed hard, her body already responding to his words, her pussy clenching with anticipation. "And what do you want?"
He took another step closer, his body now mere inches from hers. She could feel the heat radiating off him, could see the way his chest was rising and falling with each ragged breath. His eyes were locked onto hers, dark and intense, filled with a primal need that made her heart race.
"I want to fuck you, Levi," he growled, his voice low and rough.
"Right here. Right now. Against this wall. I want to feel your tits pressing against it, your legs wrapped around my waist, your pussy gripping my cock like it’s the only thing keeping me alive."
Levi’s breath hitched, her fingers curling into the straps of her backpack as she stared up at him. His words sent a jolt of heat straight to her core, her nipples hardening painfully against her bra. She could feel the dampness between her thighs, the way her panties were already soaked through.
"You're talking too much," she said, her voice a low rasp, her eyes darkening with desire.
Jez didn’t answer.
Jezreel ripped her shirt and bra of ready to fuck her tits.
He grabbed her tits and started squeezing them hard. Levi moaned loudly as he pinched her nipples hard. He then started licking her tits and sucking on them. Levi was in heaven as he was licking her tits and sucking on them. She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter.
Jezreel then picked her up and carried her to the wall. He pressed her against the wall and started kissing her neck. Levi could feel his hard cock pressing against her pussy through his jeans. She started grinding against him, wanting to feel his cock inside her.
Jezreel then unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his hard cock.
Levi's eyes widened at the sight of it, thick and throbbing, ready for her. He grabbed her by the thighs and lifted her up, pressing her against the wall, her legs wrapping around his waist instinctively. She could feel the cold concrete against her back, the rough texture biting into her skin, a stark contrast to the heat radiating off Jez's body.
"Fuck, Levi," he muttered, his voice thick with lust as he positioned himself at her entrance. "You're so fucking wet. I can feel it already."
She moaned in response, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her hips bucking against him, trying to impale herself on his cock.
"Fuck me, Jez," she panted, her voice thick with desire. "I need you inside me.
Jez growled, his fingers tightening on her thighs, his hips jerking forward, his cock sliding into her with one smooth, hard thrust. Levi gasped, her body arching against the wall, her pussy stretching to accommodate his size. "Fuck, Jez!" "You're so big. I can feel you everywhere."
He didn't answer, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps, his hips moving in a steady, pounding rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of her with wet, sloppy sounds.
Levi's head fell back against the wall, her fingers digging into the cold concrete, her nails leaving crescent marks as she fought to stay still, to hold on to the last shreds of control.
"Fuck, Jez," she moaned, her voice raw with need. So deep. So fucking perfect."
Jez growled, his fingers digging into her thighs, his hips moving faster, harder, his cock pounding into her with a relentless rhythm. "Levi," he panted, his voice thick with lust. "I can't get enough of you. You feel so fucking good. So tight.
Fuck, you’re *choking* me, Levi. You’re gonna make me cum before I even get to play with your tits again."
Levi’s breath came in sharp, uneven gasps, her body trembling against the wall. She could feel Jez’s cock stretching her open, his thick, veiny length hitting the perfect spot inside her. Her nails dug into the concrete, her fingers curling into claws as she fought to stay upright, her body betraying her with every thrust.
"Harder," she gasped, her voice raw. "Fuck me harder. I need it." She arched her back, grinding her ass against the rough concrete, her hips rolling in slow, deliberate circles to meet his every thrust. "Fuck me like you mean it, Jez. Like you’re trying to break me."
Jez groaned, his breath hot against her ear as he growled, "You’re *begging* for it, aren’t you?" His fingers dug into her hips, his grip bruising as he lifted her higher against the wall, his cock sliding deeper inside her. "You want me to fuck you until you scream?"
"Fuck yes," she hissed, her voice trembling with need.
"I want you to *ruin* me, Jez. I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk straight, until I can’t think straight, until all I can feel is your cock inside me."
Jez’s breath hitched, his hips jerking forward with a sharp, bruising thrust that made her gasp. The concrete dug into her spine, the rough texture grinding against her sensitive skin, but she didn’t care. All she could feel was Jez’s cock—thick, veiny, *perfect*—slamming into her over and over again.
"Fuck," he groaned, his voice raw with desire. "You’re so tight. You’re *choking* me, Levi.
I can feel your pussy milking my cock like a damn vice, and I’m not gonna last much longer. You’re gonna make me blow my load right here against this fucking wall, and I don’t even give a shit if we’re the last two people on Earth—this is too fucking good to stop now."
Levi’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling against the cold concrete as Jez’s words sent another wave of heat crashing through her. She could feel his cock swelling inside her, the thick vein pulsing against her inner walls, the tip brushing against something deep inside her that made her whimper.
"Fuck, Jez," she gasped, her voice trembling.
"I want to feel you cum inside me. I want to taste you on my tongue."
Jez groaned, his eyes darkening with a primal hunger. "You're gonna get it, Levi. But first, I'm gonna make you scream."
He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down, her legs still wrapped around his waist. He lowered her to the ground, pressing her onto the cold pavement. The rough texture of the concrete bit into her back, but she didn't care, her body already consumed by the heat of Jez's touch.
"Spread your legs wider," Jez commanded, his voice a low growl.
Levi complied, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she felt the cool air against her slick pussy. Jez's eyes darkened as he took in the sight of her, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips. I can see your pussy glistening."
Levi's cheeks flushed at his words, her body squirming with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. Jez didn't give her time to respond, his hands grabbing her thighs and pushing them further apart, his face lowering to her pussy.
Levi gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as she felt his tongue flick out, licking her from her entrance to her clit in one long, slow stroke.
"Fuck, Jez," she moaned, her hips bucking against his face, her pussy throbbing with need. "That feels so fucking good."
He growled against her, the vibrations sending a jolt of pleasure through her. "You taste so fucking good, Levi," he muttered, his tongue circling her clit, his fingers spreading her open, exposing her to his hungry mouth.
Jez then puts his cock in her pussy and fucks her again ready to cum inside her.
His tongue was relentless, his lips sucking on her clit like he was trying to pull every last drop of pleasure out of her. Levi’s back arched off the pavement, her fingers clutching at his hair, her breath coming in sharp, desperate gasps. "Jez, please," she whimpered, her voice raw with need. "I can’t take anymore. I need you to fuck me." Instead, he pulled back just enough to look up at her, his eyes dark and hungry as they locked onto hers. "You want me to fuck you, Levi?" he growled, his voice thick with lust.
"You want me to fuck you, Levi? Say it. Tell me exactly what you want."
Levi's breath hitched, her body trembling with need. She could feel the heat of his breath against her pussy, the way his fingers were still spread her open, exposing her to him. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the way his gaze was locked onto hers, waiting for her response.
"Fuck me, Jez," she whispered, her voice raw with desire. "I want you to fuck me hard. I want to feel your cock inside me, filling me up, stretching me open. I want you to fuck me until I can't think straight, until all I can feel is you.
I want you to make me scream, Jez. I want you to make me cum so hard that I forget my own name."
Jez's eyes darkened at her words, his cock throbbing against her thigh. "Fuck, Levi," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "You're gonna make me cum just from hearing you talk like that."
He didn't wait for her to respond, his body moving over hers, his cock sliding into her in one smooth, hard thrust. Levi gasped, her body arching against the concrete, her pussy stretching to accommodate his size.
she cried out, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her nails leaving crescent marks. You're splitting me open."
Jez groaned, his hips moving in a steady, pounding rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of her with wet, sloppy sounds. "You feel so fucking good, Levi," he muttered, his voice thick with lust. "Your pussy is so tight, so wet. I can feel you gripping my cock like a fucking vice."
Levi moaned, her head falling back against the concrete, her eyes fluttering closed as she lost herself in the sensation of Jez's cock sliding in and out of her.
She could feel every ridge, every vein, every throbbing inch of him, filling her up, stretching her open, hitting that perfect spot inside her that made her see stars.
"Fuck, Levi," Jez groaned, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her with a relentless rhythm. I can't get enough of you. I could fuck you forever."
Levi's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her body trembling with each thrust. She could feel the heat building inside her, the pressure coiling in her core, her pussy clenching around Jez's cock like a vice. "Jez," she panted, her voice raw with need.
"I'm so close. I can feel it. I'm gonna cum."
Jez's eyes darkened with intensity, his breath hot against her ear as he growled, "Good. Cum for me, Levi. Cum all over my cock."
His words sent another jolt of pleasure through her, her body trembling as she felt the first waves of orgasm crash over her. Jez's cock twitched inside her, his hips moving in a frantic rhythm, his fingers digging into her hips as he fucked her harder, faster.
"Fuck, Jez," Levi moaned, her voice trembling with ecstasy. "I'm cumming.
Fuck, I'm cumming!" Levi screamed, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. Jez groaned, his cock throbbing inside her as he felt her pussy clench around him, milking him for all he was worth. "Fuck, Levi. You're making me cum too," he growled, his hips jerking forward as he spilled himself inside her, his hot seed filling her up.
They stayed like that for a moment, Jez's body pressed against hers, their breaths ragged and uneven. Levi could feel Jez's heart pounding against her chest, his cock still twitching inside her as they both came down from their high.
"ok now this time we really have to find food and shelter it's almost dark" Levi said as she pushed him off her and started to get dressed.
Jez chuckled and pulled up his pants, "You're right, but I have a feeling we're going to need a lot more than just food and shelter if we're going to survive this world."
Levi raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"
Jez looked at her, his expression serious, "I mean, we're the last two people on Earth, Levi. We have to think about the long term. We have to think about... repopulating."
Levi's eyes widened, "You can't be serious."
Jez shrugged, "I'm just saying, it's something we need to consider.
We're not getting any younger, and if we want to have any kind of future, we need to think about it."
Levi rolled her eyes, "Let's just focus on finding a safe place to spend the night first, okay? We can worry about the future later."
Jez nodded, "Fine, but we should stick together. It's not safe to wander alone in this world."
Levi agreed, and they set off together, their footsteps echoing through the empty streets. The sun was beginning to set, casting long, ominous shadows across the city. They walked in silence, both lost in their own thoughts.
After what felt like hours, they finally came across a small, abandoned apartment building.
The door was slightly ajar, creaking softly in the breeze. Jez pushed it open, revealing a dimly lit hallway with a staircase leading up to the apartments.
"Looks like this is our best bet for the night," Jez said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Levi nodded, following him inside. "Let's find a place to settle in and then we can figure out what to do next."
They climbed the stairs, the old wood creaking under their weight. Jez tried the first door they came to, but it was locked. He moved on to the next one, and the next, until he finally found one that was unlocked.
The apartment was small, but it would do for the night.
The air was thick with the scent of dust and something faintly metallic, like old paint or rust. The walls were peeling in places, revealing patches of exposed plaster, but the windows were intact, and the curtains were drawn, blocking out the last remnants of daylight.
Jez flipped on the light switch, and a single bulb flickered to life, casting a dim glow over the room. The space was sparse—an old sofa, a coffee table, and a kitchenette with a stove and a refrigerator. A single bed sat in the corner, its sheets yellowed with age.
Levi walked over to the window, pulling the curtains aside to look out.
The city was a ghost town now, the streets bathed in the eerie, orange glow of the setting sun. The sky was a murky gray, as if a storm was brewing, though no clouds were visible.
"Looks like we're stuck here for the night," Jez said, joining her by the window. "Unless you know a better place to hide."
"Yeah, this will do," Levi replied, her voice calm but her mind racing. She turned to face him, her glasses slipping down her nose again. She adjusted them with one hand while the other rested on her hip. "You’re right about one thing, though. We can’t just wander around aimlessly.
We need a plan. A long-term plan."
Jez raised an eyebrow, leaning against the windowsill. "And what exactly do you propose, Levi? We're the last two people on Earth. Our options are kind of limited."
Levi paced the room, her fingers tapping against her chin as she thought. "We need to find a safe place to stay, first and foremost. Somewhere we can defend if necessary. Then we need to start gathering supplies - food, water, medical supplies, that sort of thing. We should also look for any information we can find about what happened. There might be clues out there that can help us understand why everyone disappeared."
Jez nodded, his expression thoughtful.
"That's a good start. But we also need to think about the long-term. About... survival."
Levi stopped pacing and looked at him, her eyes narrowing. "What do you mean, 'survival'?"
Jez pushed off from the windowsill and walked over to the bed, sitting down on the edge. He ran a hand through his messy hair, sighing. "I mean, we're not getting any younger, Levi. And if we want to have any kind of future, we need to think about...
Levi's eyes widened, and she crossed her arms over her chest. "Are you serious?
Right now?" Levi said, her voice sharp but with a hint of amusement. She crossed her arms, her large breasts pushing against the fabric of her shirt, making Jez’s gaze flicker down for a split second before he caught himself.
Jez shrugged, his fingers drumming against the bed frame. "I’m not saying we have to do it tonight. But eventually, we’ll need to. We can’t just keep fucking each other and hoping for the best. The world’s gone to shit, and we’re the only ones left. If we want to make sure humanity doesn’t die out with us, we have to think about it."
Levi exhaled sharply through her nose, her glasses slipping down again.
She pushed them back up with a frustrated flick of her wrist, the movement causing her shirt to ride up slightly, revealing the curve of her waist and the shadowed dip of her belly button. Jez’s eyes followed the line of her body before he forced them back up to her face.
"You’re thinking about this like it’s a spreadsheet," he said, his voice dry, but there was a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Numbers and probabilities and cold, hard logic. But this isn’t a problem to be solved with a formula, Levi. This is life. Raw, messy, *alive*."
Levi scoffed, but the corners of her mouth twitched.
She knew he was right, even if she hated admitting it. She walked over to the small kitchenette, opening the refrigerator door. Inside, it was empty except for a single moldy yogurt cup and a rusted can of beans that had long since given up the ghost. She slammed the door shut with a sharp *clang*.
"Well, at least we know we’re not going to starve from food poisoning tonight," she muttered, though her voice lacked its usual bite. She turned to face him, her arms still crossed, but her posture had softened. "Fine. We’ll talk about it. But not here. Not now.
Not here. Not in this empty, dust-choked apartment that smelled like stagnant regret and old regret.
Levi turned away from the fridge, her fingers curling around the edge of the countertop. She could feel Jez’s gaze on her, heavy and unreadable. She didn’t look back.
“Fine,” she said, her voice quiet but firm. “But we’re doing this *my* way.”
Jez exhaled through his nose, a sound that was almost a laugh. “You’re the one who keeps adjusting your glasses like you’re about to start a lecture.”
Levi shot him a look over her shoulder, her lips twitching. “I’m not lecturing.
I’m *strategizing*,” Levi corrected, her fingers tightening around the edge of the counter. The fluorescent light above flickered, casting jagged shadows across the peeling wallpaper. The apartment smelled like mildew and something faintly metallic—like old blood, or maybe just the rusted pipes beneath the floorboards. “And if we’re doing this, we’re doing it *right*.” She turned back to face him, her thick-rimmed glasses slipping again, this time catching on the strap of her bra. She adjusted them with deliberate slowness, her fingers lingering on the fabric for just a second too long.
Jez watched her, his expression unreadable.
He knew she was hiding something behind that sharp, analytical exterior, something tender and vulnerable beneath the layers of cynicism. The way she adjusted her glasses, the way her fingers lingered on her bra strap, the way her breath hitched when she thought she wasn’t being watched. He wanted to peel it all away.
"You're thinking too hard," Jez said, his voice low and rough. He stood up and crossed the room in two strides, his fingers brushing against hers as he took the glasses from her and adjusted them himself. His touch was gentle, almost reverent, and Levi’s breath caught in her throat.
"Stop," she said, but her voice lacked conviction.
"let's just get some sleep now and talk more tomorrow" she added, her voice softer now.
"ok"
Jez replied, his voice barely above a whisper. He pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her waist, his face burying in her hair. She could feel his heart beating against her chest, steady and strong. She closed her eyes, breathing in the scent of him—clean sweat and something faintly floral, like the soap he used.
They stood like that for a moment, their bodies pressed together, their breaths falling into sync. Then, slowly, they moved apart, their eyes meeting for a brief moment before they both looked away, embarrassed.
Levi cleared her throat, "Goodnight" she said as they both drifted off to sleep.