The Erotic Adventures of Dr. Angelica Pavlov

Angelica blinked over at the flashing red light on her wall. There was no sound to accompany it, only the quickly rotating flash. An intercom buzzed to life and filled her small utilitarian bedroom.
"Attention residents. A walker has escaped its containment. Attention residents. A walker has escaped its containment. Stay within your rooms, lock your doors, and do not leave."
She stopped listening to the message, horror making her heart skip a beat. He was out..The Hunter was out. She couldn't believe it. How had he managed to get out of The Pit? Oh no..it had to be that trick he had learned. Jumping off of one wall and using the other to propel himself upwards. Oh no, oh no, oh no. She should have told someone the very day he did it.
Why hadn't she told anyone? Clutching her head, she sat on the edge of her bed, her bare feet on the cold floor. She..she had wanted to keep it a secret. Her's and his so no one could know how smart he was in front of her. Everyone assumed he was an idiot because he was a Hunter. He was..he was just so amazing.
Jumping and leaping on the walls, his roaring and screeching. She was not thinking this! She wasn't! She bit her lip, holding back a scream and simply trying to maintain some semblance of her usual control. What was wrong with he-
There was an odd sound above her.
She looked around curiously, clutching her arms. It finally occured to her. She had a vent on the wall, just under the seam of the ceiling. It was a large enough grate for her to fit through and more than enough for the super flexible Hunter. Even the large male they had in custody.
She could hear him inside the vents, claws scraping across the metal and scuttling some. She stood and backed up against her wall. There was no way he could find her! How was it even remotely possible? She began to pant, biting her bottom lip hard as the scuttling got louder. Her eyes widened in shock when his fingers slipped between the grating, the claws scraping over metal. She saw a golden gaze leveled at her out of the dark and a low growl rumble through the vent.
Then the grate was flying across the room, slamming into the other wall, his legs slipping out before he dropped to the floor. He looked a little dusty, the white hoodie and strait-jacket combo he'd been dressed in smudged. His hair was a dirty blonde, one dirty amber eye bright through the hair, the other milky and scarred from his own clawing. Scruff covered his chin and jaw, a darker shade than his hair and his mouth was slightly open, the tips of mutated teeth showing as he took in the scent of her room.
He tried to stand awkwardly, his shoulders hunched as he shambled over to her. He gave a soft croon, his mouth twisting up into an awkward smile as the back of his hand touched her cheek. His smile was bright and surprisingly sweet despite his mutation.
She couldn't help smiling back at him a little awkwardly, "You...you shouldn't be here...you're going to get us both in trouble..." He crooned softly at her and she shook her head slightly. "C'mon, its time to go back boy.." She grabbed his sleeve and tugged but it was no use. He was taller than her and more than certainly a good bit stronger. He only cocked his head at her with curiousity and crooned again, his hand wrapping around her wrist and tugging.
She found herself pressed against his broad chest as his maw pressed into her hair. She froze up some, unable to move before relaxing into the heat of his body. He was so warm and it had been so long since she had been embraced. Maybe a few minutes would be ok?
He seemed to be trying to back up but tripped clumsily over his own feet, falling on his butt and dragging her with him. She let out a slight chuckle before noticing their rather awkward predicament. She stood over him on all-four's, he was leaning back some, hands on her hips and his gaze took on a new tone. One she recognized as he had tried the same thing several different times.
"Oh n-!" he stopped her protests by licking over her bottom lip, yanking her down on top of him with a groan. Her head began spinning as she scrambled to stop this..this was so wrong..
His hands kneaded her as his tongue traced over her lips before teasing between them. Someone had cleaned his mouth, he tasted like mint. Who would possibly dare to get so close to his mouth?
The thought stopped abruptly when she realized she was kissing a HUNTER. She struggled but he held her in place, an iron banded arm around her waist and his free hand clutching her head, forcing her to keep the kiss. She made protesting sounds as his long tongue wound around and over her's, tickling the roof of her mouth.
When he released her, she took a deep breath, breaking the little string of saliva he had left between them. He rumbled, his hands sliding down to grip her ass tightly, drawing another gasp from her. He ground his hips up with a rolling growl, making her shudder at the sizable bulge pressing into her groin.
No, no, no..this was SO wrong. She pressed at his shoulders but he kept a firm grip on her, allowing no escape as he rolled them. She was pinned to the floor, one of his larger hands snatching her wrists up. He would have no resistance this time. Her protests and whines were lost on him as his knee jack-knifed her thighs apart, spurred by the sight of bare thigh.
"No, no..please, wait! I..oh please wait..don't," she begged and pleaded but his groin pressed against her womanhood, his smooth pants leaving nearly nothing to the imagination as he ground against her with a loud groan. Oh, it had been so long since anyone had touched her like this..
Angelica found herself biting her bottom lip to keep from encouraging him as he began a fast grinding against her core, pressing tightly against her for the most friction. His hand released her in favor of better support, his elbows framing her head as his hips pinned her's, forcing her to take his "affections". Her hands flew to his hoodie, holding on as she furiously bit her lip, throwing her head back and straining to keep back moans.
Her hands fisted in his hoodie, unwilling to let him go but also unwilling to do more. It was enough, having him over her and pressing against her core, his dry-fucking enough to stimulate her clit, making her shudder.
She could hold back no longer, letting out a wavering cry when he ground into her hard, forcing a shuddering orgasm from her. He let out a sound of approval at her noises, his nose starting to twitch madly at the release of pheromones. His head cocked and he seemed to practically slither down her body. She panted, unable to think, her mind stirred up too much.
And then his face pressed against her panties and he took a deep breath and growled loudly, his tongue dragging up the simple white dainties. She clutched at the floor blindly, her back arching as a moan was dragged from her. She couldn't do it anymore. She simply couldn't resist what he was offering any longer.
Reaching down with a trembling hand, she found him snapping his teeth at her but she couldn't think. She pulled her panties to the side and he rumbled, his eyes widening in the shadow of his hoodie as the scent doubled. He leaned down, taking her legs and shoving them as far apart as he could manage. She let out a yelp at the position, blushing furiously, "You...damned hood.." But his mouth pressed against her, his tongue dragging up her soft folds, slipping into her and making her eyes roll back at the delicious sensation.
His lapping was long and he pressed against core with his tongue deliciously hard. Her hand shot down, holding his head in place as he roughly licked her. He let out a growl but was too absorbed in his task to do much else. She was good, salty and sweet at the same time, receptive to him now. He should have done this a long time ago! His tongue shoved into her, tight from a long absence of sex or play.
"Oh god," she rolled her hips, "This is so wrong...God please forgive me...oh.." Her cheeks felt too hot, her body too hot and she tried to crawl away, a moment of clarity telling her this was so wrong. He shredded the front of his hoodie, leaving it to gape open, showing off the palor of his solid muscles, the roll of hipbones just above the hem of his pants.
It was just too much and she made a mad dash for her bed, in an attempt to possibly hide under the covers until he just went away. She was a rational woman though and knew that wasn't going to happen. He caught her right as her arms got onto the edge of the bed, pinning her like that with hands, hips, and legs. His groin dragged against her backside as he let out a growl, the tone clear. "Don't try to get away."
A whimper was drawn out of her when his tongue dragged over her nape and his teeth nipped at her. So delicious, the squirming noise-making female was so delicious.
Her panties were around her knees now as he crouched behind her, spreading her legs and ass open to him and taking a lick all the way up, from her clit to her asscheek. A dark blush covered her features, "You stop that or...or I'll scream!" Not that it would help. Her room was soundproofed as were many of the rooms on the grounds.
He seemed to pause but then, in an act of pure defiance, he growled and shoved his face against her womanhood, shoving his tongue into her again and wriggling it, curling against her and dragging another gasping moan from her. Why? Why did this have to be so good?
He mounted her again, his crotch rubbing against her backside as he attempted to enter her with his pants still on. He growled with frustration, dragging claws down his hip, trying to get his pants off but only drawing his own blood. She panted and then had a realization. Why should she feel bad? Why? Its not like any of the guys on the compound were going to make a move on her and she was sick and tired of always getting off on her own hand.
She reached back and was met with a snarl. She didn't care. Let him maul her. At least it would end all of this. But he didn't, just kept a steady growl going as she yanked his pants down around his knees, blinking when his cock sprang up to point obscenely at her.
Her mouth practically watered. He wasn't too big but he was certainly not too small. His thickness looked just perfect, something one of her hands couldn't totally wrap around and his length was just..just so good. Perhaps a good 9 or so inches, if not a little more. He grabbed her hips when she grabbed his cock and slid it against herself, hoping to entice him into thrusting.
He paused, groaning at the feel of his tip just barely touching her moist entrance. He swatted her hand away and carefully took hold of himself, looking down with an obscene amount of interest. He tried to guide himself but was far too clumsy, sliding this way and that before he ground over her clit with the bare head of his manhood. She gasped and he seemed to think he was in the right place and set to thrusting against her. His shaft slid back and forth over her poor tingling clit and she panted, her hips bucking back against him.
Oh, it was too much! Such direct contact with such a sensitive place...she was going to cum again! But she didn't want to have her orgasm while empty. She reached back again, slapping his hand away and he grunted at her. Why were they fighting over his cock?! She grabbed him and pushed him to her entrance, tugging until she felt his fat head slide into her with a gentle "pop"! She let out a moan at the same time he seemed to get an awed expression on his face, his jaw dropping as he groaned loudly, hands resting on her ass as he stared down in amazement.
She growled at him, her orgasm beginning to fade. She slammed herself back on him, gasping to feel him filling her so suddenly and he let out a yelp, hunching some as his mouth opened in a wide "O" of shock, eyes huge as his hands clutched at her tightly, the tips of his claws digging in just barely.
He growled lowly, dropping down so his hands rested on the edge of her bed, leaving him hovering over her. He shoved her knees wider so he had more stability and adjusted his hips for a better angle before snarling and starting to thrust into her. She was so hot! It felt like his cock was melting inside her and he wanted more!
She let out a scream, clawing at the mattress when he suddenly began fucking her for all he was worth. His cock slammed in and out of her, dragging across her sensitive walls and his cockhead kissing the entrance to her womb. One elbow remained on the mattress, the other wrapping tightly around her waist, slamming her back against him as he grunted and growled roughly over her, mixing it into her screams and moans.
Oh, he was so big! He was touching everywhere! Her last boyfriend had never gotten so deep. Each thrust against her cervix almost hurt it was so good. Her hands gripped at the mattress as he thrust deeper into her and her orgasm suddenly took hold of her, convulsing her stomach muscles, her cunt contracting and dragging hard on him. It drew a slight screech from him and he thrust deeper into her, pushing against the entrance to her womb harshly, forcing a second orgasm and another scream from her throat.
She panted but he was far from done. He had the desire to see her face while he claimed her and he slid from her with a hiss. He snatched her arm, forcing her to turn around and face him, his claws shredding her shirt and he growled at the bared orbs of her breasts. Her look of shock spurred him on and he cupped her ass, picking her up as he stood. Her legs wrapped automatically around his hips, pleasing him greatly. She let out a cry, "Hey! Wait a seco-OH!" His cock slid into her again, a different angle and rubbing over her g-spot.
Her back met the wall and he held the bottoms of her thighs, resuming his pounding into her, occasionally shifting and unconciously changing his angle. One moment he was dragging over her g-spot, the next he was rubbing over her clit. It was too much, too much stimulation!
Her hands clutched at his shoulders and he felt something building inside him. His snarl increased, his thrusts becoming erratic as his claws dug into her. Not again, she couldn't take another orgasm, she would simply break! But he was so deep, so hard..so good...oh god it was so hot inside her! He snarled, pressing his face into her neck as his thrusts sped up even more! He was going to snap her in half if he kept..if he kept hitting THAT delicious spot inside her, shoving at her womb entrance, his groin grinding all over her clit.
Her eyes rolled back at the same time he shoved into her particularly hard, cumming directly against her with a screech against her shoulder. Her cunt milked him as his erratic thrusts continued. She felt so very filled, scalding cum pushing her to her limits before it pushed past his cock and curved down her asscheeks.
For a moment, they stood there trembling and panting together, her arm around his neck, the other against the wall with his arms supporting her. His husky pants were pressed to her neck as he shuddered slightly, his cock still twitching inside her.
He moved again, still holding her and she was shocked to find that, indeed, he had not shrunk within her. He found her bed, his knees hitting it and flinging her onto it, him on top of her and shoving deep into her. She gave a yelp, pushing at him but he only lifted himself up some, grinding deeply into her and she shuddered when he got that look on his face. "O-oh no...not mo-more! I can't take m-m-maaaah!" When he thrust into her, she couldn't hold back her yell, her hands digging into his powerful shoulders as he claimed her once more.
Her bed hit the wall at the fury of his slams. He sat up over her and the look he gave her...it gave her chills. It was a vulnerable expression, his eyes seemingly gentle despite the possession his body proclaimed over her's. His expression...was loving. She gulped at the thought. It simply wasn't possible. Hunters...sufferers of the virus...they didn't possess those emotions anymore.
His second orgasm had her writhing but that expression weighed heavily on her. It wasn't possible...was it? Did he...could he possibly...? Her arms clutched tighter at him as her climax took hold of her, forcing her into a writhing moaning mess. She couldn't stop twitching and her thoughts were forced from her when he bucked against her one last time. When her sanity returned, she found herself with her legs wrapped tightly around his hips, her hands around his shoulders and his face pressed to her neck again, his heavy chest heaving over her's but not resting on her.
After a moment, his hands gently pried her off of him and he rolled onto the soft mattress, his arm remaining tightly around her waist as his other tucked under her pillow and he gave a big heave of a sigh. He pressed his face into her hair again, giving a soft croon, forcing her thoughts back to his odd expression and dampening her aftersex glow. Unconciously, she reached back and grabbed hold of her covers, tugging them over the two of them. He investigated for a moment but all growls and grumbles seemed to be gone from him.
He gave her an odd smile, crooked as usual but it seemed softer than she had ever seen it and it made her heart drop like a stone. She pressed into his chest, seeing as she just had sex with him, she had the right to have cuddles with him and he seemed content with this. His hand rubbed up and down her back unconciously, a purr rumbling through him as he continued to occasionally look down at her with pleasure....and apparent love.