Twenty-Two
My finger tightened around the trigger. One last bit of pressure and Blitz would be nothing but a memory. A memory–I realized now of all times–that I would be proud to have. Sure he was the walking epitome of a melodramatic edgelord, but he was also my friend.
Firing a bullet through my friend’s skull to stop him from turning into a zombie was not how I wanted today to go. This is precisely why I wanted to be a one man show (how did that work out for you, Red Ryan?)
Fuuuuuck! I screamed in my head, loosening my grip on the trigger and feeling the other half of my consciousness recede from me as I (the other one, Blue Ryan) focused on the road. I (Red Ryan) couldn’t really blame myself for that decision. This was a tough enough situation as it was without making it worse driving through the place where Hannah died. I’d have done the same thing. Makes sense we were the exact same person after all.
“Ryan, please!” Blitz begged. “I can feel it changing me. Do it!” His eyes were already half-white and his voice came out as more of a pleading rasp than his normal voice.
Shaking my head, I prepared to pull the trigger once more.
“Wait!” A voice cried out from over by the tree. A wooden root suddenly snaked up from the ground and knocked my gun aside before I could pull the trigger and execute Blitz.
Autumn came running up to us clutching an apple.
“Here, eat this!” She commanded.
Blitz, half out of his mind from the pain of being converted to undeath, complied with the dryad’s words without any hesitation. His teeth sank through the flesh of the apple and he managed to chew for a second before he swallowed the bite.
Instantly he was flat on the ground. Foam spilled past his lips as he seized violently.
On instinct, I almost screamed ‘what did you do?’ but after a nanosecond of reflection I realized that whatever Autumn had done to him couldn’t be worse than putting a bullet through his brain, which is what I was about to do. So I kept my mouth shut.
Euna and Lana approached cautiously and we all watched as Blitz’s spasms slowly slowed to a halt. He sucked in a great lungful of air and coughed out disgusting black chunks of phlegm onto the grass that sizzled away into nothingness. Then his eyes returned to their natural shade and cleared of that pearly white film that marked all of the other zombies we’d encountered before.
Blitz looked utterly miserable, but looked up at us with a mixture of awe and fear. “Please tell me this isn’t hell.”
“No Blitz. You’re not in hell,” Euna assured him.
Not yet anyway, I thought to myself, remembering what he’d said on the ride over here.
“I have found a way to cure these dark spores,” Autumn announced proudly, holding up the apple missing a bite out of it. Her eyes instantly turned to me. “But I’m going to need your help, chosen one. A lot of it, I’m afraid.”
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Lana let out a puff of annoyance. “Of course that’s what she wants.”
Lo and behold, Autumn’s ‘help’ for curing the zombie plague was that she wanted to have sex with me. Shocking. She said something about needing the boost provided by sex magic to enhance the potency of her powers and spread the cure all throughout the city, but that just sounded like an excuse to get me to take my pants off.
I was honestly starting to feel a bit objectified, like if someone made a movie out of my life my penis would just be the macguffin that all of these hot girls were constantly clamoring over themselves trying to acquire… yeah I don’t know why I’m complaining either, that’s a pretty sweet deal now that I think about it.
One look at Autumn’s rocking bod and I was game. Hot green-skinned alt girl wants me to dick her down? No problem with me. There was a clear mutual attraction, we were both consenting adults, and the fate of the whole city (and possibly the world) was at stake. It was kind of a no-brainer.
A quick mental check in with all my girls told me that none of them had any qualms with it either. Though after my last check in with Selene I got a weird dose of silence, like she was extremely focused on something. Ditto for Tabitha, Hannah, and Blue Ryan. I assumed they were just focused on something on their end, or maybe driving through some sort of magical barrier that was interfering with our psychic link (that happens sometimes). I could tell they were all still alive at least, and so long as they had each other than I would just have to trust myself to look after them.
On my end, we were all set to the sex ritual to save Eastport (okay yeah, my life is pretty cool). Then Lana started crying. It wasn’t like she was openly weeping or anything, it was just one little tear and then she zoomed off with some half-hearted excuse about checking the perimeter. But I still noticed.
I’ll go talk to her, Euna volunteered, sending two of her copies off to intercept Lana while a third guided Blitz back to the pickup truck to retrieve some medical supplies. Her fourth copy looked at me hopefully. Do you think you’ll need any help with Autumn? I wouldn’t mind playing support. O-or I could just watch. Would that be okay?
I gave her a wink. It’s gonna be Autumn’s first time, E. I think it’d be better if this was just her and I. Don’t want to overwhelm her with too much all at once. But if we ever come back to visit her, you can ‘play support’ all day long.
Euna scampered off cheerfully, happy with our deal and leaving me to my heroic duties.
Autumn was waiting for me at the base of her tree. The roots had reshaped themselves into a perfect four-poster bed with a mattress made of moss that felt like a damn cloud when I brushed my fingertips against it. She was standing beside the bed, biting her lip and eyeing me up and down. With her long locks and her flower crown, and nothing else covering her body except for tattoos and piercings, she was as glorious a sight to behold as I had ever seen.
I started to speak, but she interrupted me with a finger over my mouth. A slight shake to her head was all it took to indicate that the time for speaking had passed us by. From there on out the only communication we engaged in for a long while came from the motion of our bodies and the sensation of our wandering hands.
Her lips, as red as a freshly plucked apple, pressed against mine as she tugged at my clothing, protesting its stubborn refusal to move aside so that she could explore what lay inside. Realizing how badly she wanted my clothes off, I decided not to give it to her. With a smirk, I hooked a finger under her chin and guided her to the bed of moss she had conjured.
Autumn frowned, opening her mouth to protest, but I shushed her quietly and roughly parted her legs. She swallowed nervously and obeyed.
With a gentle touch, I let my fingertips play across the soft petals of her pussy lips, enjoying how soft she felt to my touch. Her entrance was as slick as dew clinging to leaves after a heavy rainfall, she must have been looking forward to this even more than I was, and my finger slipped inside her with ease.
Her gasp split the air and I knew I had her right where I wanted her.
Using just my right hand, I adopted a bored expression and pressed my fingers inside of her further, probing around for whichever spots elicited the greatest reaction. I compiled a list of six motions that made her react the way I liked and started swapping back and forth between them randomly, enjoying the way she leaned into my touch and embraced the sweet pleasure I slowly coaxed out of her.
Overhead, fresh leaves began sprouting from the lowest branches of her tree even though it was the middle of winter.
Curious.
She reached up, trying to pry my clothes off, but I gently pushed her hands away and started fingering her faster, finding my way towards the two spots that brought forth the greatest surge of sensation within her and attacking them aggressively. Her eyes rolled back, her chest (along with her incredible rack) thrust up towards me as her back arched, and her pussy grew wetter and wetter as it cinched around my fingers and I guided her through a few opening orgasms.
Something powerful shook her tree, and a second later the whole park, like an earthquake rippling outwards from the source of her power. More leaves magically sprouted over our heads as her eyes glowed a vibrant aquamarine for a prolonged pause as I finished her off.
When she sagged against the bed of conjured moss and breathed a deep sigh of relief, I loosened my tie, removing it from my neck and using it to tie her hands together. Then I flipped her onto her stomach and pulled her hips up into the air, bringing her pussy closer to me as I reached for my waistline. My belt came off and dropped into the dirt, and Autumn looked back at me looking more than a little terrified.
“More?” She whispered, frightened by the prospect of how much pleasure she was about to experience.
I nodded firmly. “Oh I’m just getting started.”
Autumn blinked in surprise. “But I…our ritual’s already complete. The cure is airborne. It should take full effect by midnight. You d-don’t need to…I mean we could, but there’s really no need for us to continue.”
I paused thoughtfully in the act of removing my pants, holding them in such a way that it accentuated my dickprint pressing against the pant leg. “So…you want to stop?”
It only took Autumn a split-second to decide. “Fuck no.”
With a grin, I pulled my dick out and pushed her hands up over her head, guiding my head inside of her soaking wet pussy and reveling in the moans that rang out through the air. I had those green ass cheeks clapping in no time, but I was in no hurry to speed things up. Drops of sweat, which in Autumn’s case were like little beads of amber, clung to her flesh as our session wore on and on, and I may have lost track of time a bit as I flipped her into a bunch of different positions and just kept pounding my way deeper and deeper inside of her.
Her screams split the air and leaves were sprouting from every branch of the massive tree over our heads. Somehow I knew, maybe it was the psychic connection I could already feel blooming between Autumn and me, but every new bundle of leaves represented an orgasm I’d just given her. I glanced up at it and decided that there was still room for more.
Autumn’s cries filled the whole park and had me mildly concerned that some zombies might come looking for what was making all the noise. Luckily for us, I could direct Euna to watch the perimeter with a single thought.
Fine. But only if I get to watch, she negotiated.
Smirking, I conceded and let her indulge her voyeuristic tendencies.
Autumn’s tree was completely filled with leaves shortly after I started fucking her for real, and then started to grow taller and taller with every few orgasms that shook their way through her exquisite frame. It had already been the largest tree in Eastport, but now it was going to rival some of the smaller skyscrapers if we kept it up for too much longer.
Hey, handsome, Io interrupted, good work on spreading it so wide. The cure, that is. We’re getting reports of zombies dropping all across the city. Some of them with less damage are even turning back into humans. Please don’t forget you still need to go over to the college and put a stop to Kevin though. Who knows what he’ll conjure next if he doesn’t get put down now.
In a minute, was my only reply. I focused on Autumn’s gorgeous tits bouncing with my every thrust and tried to get back into a good tempo. I had been this close.
Growling in annoyance at the interruption, I slowly sank my cock deeper into Autumn, feeling her mind open up to me like a flower blooming at high speed. Her mind was a window into the longevity of the old forest. What was the lifespan of a mere mortal to the slow growth of the trees? I sank into her like a root burrowing through fertile soil, and I could almost feel her green magic swirling through my veins.
Io peered through my eyes and I felt a wave of horny approval wash through our connection. Damn, that’s hot. Sorry to interrupt, handsome. Please hurry it up just a smidge though, I’ve lost contact with my drones covering Blue Team. Everyone’s vitals check out on their implants, but something went down out there. Sending a new flock to scour the area, but in the meantime, the sooner you deal with Kevin the sooner this mission can be done.
Instantly alert, I tried to reach out to my other self, Blue Ryan, and came up empty. It was like something was actively blocking myself from reconnecting both halves of my mind. Had this happened a day earlier, I might have begun to panic, but I trusted myself. Whatever was going down in the forest, Blue Ryan could handle it.
Once again annoyed at the interruption, I picked up speed and started ramming myself into Autumn’s embrace faster and faster. She was so soaked and she’d cum so many times that I could nearly fit all of my shaft inside of her.
But I was losing rigidity by the second. My mind was already wandering to my next steps and the inevitable showdown with Kevin. I needed to get moving.
Don’t get me wrong. She felt incredible, and all I wanted was to decorate her gorgeous green flesh with my ‘seed’ (her word for it, not mine), but the effort was wasted (at least on me, she was having a great time). Concern over the missions had taken root in my mind, and I could not shake the feeling that time was running out.
Autumn screamed out in ecstasy once again, louder and more ferociously than ever before, and I took no small amount of satisfaction in knowing that her great tree now cast its shadow practically to the doors of that grand church.
I slid my cock out of her as slowly as possible to make sure she felt every inch on the way out. After a second to control my breathing after all that sustained effort, I started pulling my clothes back on.
“Wait, aren’t you going to finish?” Autumn asked breathlessly. “I could feel your pleasure building within you, longing to break free. Then it all faded like leaves in winter. Did I do something wrong?”
“No, no. Of course not,” I reassured her, genuinely. “It’s just…that cure was only half of my mission. I still need to track down the source of the undead plague and silence it before it conjures some new horror. Until my mission is done, I’m not sure I am going to be able to relax enough for an orgasm. But that’s okay, I’ve already had plenty of fun,” I promised her.
Autumn frowned, seeming disappointed. “I understand, but I cannot help but feel that I owe you. You’ve pleased me so much,” her cheeks flushed, “and I worry that I have not done enough to satisfy you.”
She was so beautiful, and I hated to leave a beautiful woman feeling like she had failed me somehow, but time was running short.
Ryan, sorry to interrupt again, but I’m getting a weird energy spike from the college campus. You need to get over there now. Io’s fear lent an urgency to her psychic voice that could not be ignored. He knew the last thing she wanted to do was interrupt him in the middle of clapping cheeks, as that was her favorite thing to watch him do, but the fate of the world took precedence.
I shook myself and leaned down, pressing my lips to Autumn’s cheek. She was not the first woman I’d slept with outside my immediate circle of girls whom I had no prior relationship with (there had been a few fun hookups and threesomes in the months since Boris was defeated) but she was the first with whom I had achieved a new psychic connection. Our attraction was so strong and natural that it all just fell into place. So, to reassure her utterly, I unlocked our psychic connection and allowed her into my mind.
Feel me, Autumn. Do I seem unsatisfied?
N-no, she admitted. You feel good. Alive with power. Strong.
I am. I’ve gotten stronger since we started. Your powers are already flowing through me, altering me in ways I cannot wait to explore. If you have any pointers on how to use your gifts, let me know. You were worried you did not do enough to repay all the orgasms I gave you? Knock that off. You’ve helped me cure the city and granted me new abilities. More than a fair trade, in my eyes. But I don’t need to cum every single time to enjoy myself. Experiencing you, feeling the way you cum over and over while you’re wrapped around my cock, that’s intoxicating to me. Don’t worry, I’ll be back to finish where we left off once I’m done saving the world. How’s that sound?
Autumn beamed at me and nodded, finally accepting that she had done nothing wrong. She clutched my red tie even after I removed it from her wrists and freed her from the makeshift restraints. I left it behind, safe in my new alt dryad girlfriend’s hands. I also left my suit open and the top few buttons of my shirt undone as the heat of our exertion still lingered on my skin.
I marched back across the park to find Lana sitting (pouting) on the hood of the truck. Blitz was resting against the side, sharpening his katana, and Euna’s copies had all merged back into one thicc form now that there were no more zombies left to fight in the immediate area. She had killed all of them, or the ones nearby had started getting hit with Autumn’s cure.
“Alright. Euna, Blitz, stay here and protect Autumn in case Kevin decides to counterattack. Lana, you’re with me.”
Lana blinked in surprise. “Wait. Why me?”
I didn’t pause as I moved to the driver’s seat of the truck. “Because we’re going to go fight a dude who likes casting magic, and you’re the only one here who knows any magic.”
“Oh. I thought it was because… nevermind.” The little fairy floated into the cab of the truck, her wings hanging dejectedly as she sat in the back seat.
Euna came around to the driver’s seat and kissed my cheek. Go easy on her, okay? And uh, keep an open mind about adding her to the list. Autumn’s a great addition, but don’t count Lana out just yet. She might surprise you.
I started up the truck and rolled my eyes in annoyance. Her entire body is less than half the size of my dick. My head alone is bigger than her whole torso. Hell, my pinky finger would split her in half. I’m not fucking the fairy, Euna. Just drop it.
Euna stepped away looking like she could barely contain her own laughter. I still had no idea what the hell was so funny, but I didn’t have the time to ask her right then. I had a mission to complete.