Chapter 40: Gunner and the Reunion pt 2

Trigger looped her arm around his neck and pulled herself up, wordlessly offering herself to him as she wrapped her legs around his waist and leaned back, making room for the baby.

Gunner leaned in and licked a bead of milk from her nipple, making her groan in pleasure. He lapped up a stream of her milk, holding and squeezing her breasts to palpate more out. When it sprayed out, he caught it with an open mouth gratefully. He could not swallow, and the milk spilled out of his split cheek, but it wasn’t about sustenance; it was about arousing his woman.

Between them, his cock twitched, and Trigger began to run her core up and down his length in response. “Yes…” she breathed quietly, so as not to wake Cue. “I want you.”

“I am yours, always,” he promised, reaching between them and positioning the head of himself at her core.

Slowly, Trigger lowered herself onto him, her eyes widening as he sank deep inside her until her clit brushed the hairs above his deliciously large cock. “I’ll never get enough of you,” she panted.

“Nor I you,” he promised, balancing her hips as she let her back float in the water. Gently, he pressed in and out of her, making love to her slowly and steadily rather than the hurried fucks they usually had.

Trigger mewled with pleasure, her teeth scraping the knuckles of her hand as she tried to keep quiet. The other hand pinched and massaged her right breast, expelling milk and stimulating her nipples. When her clit began to swell and throb, she was practically breathless.

Gunner pulled her up and pressed his mouth to hers hard, forcing his tongue to move to his orders and kiss her inside the mouth like she always wanted.

The moment she felt his tongue on hers, Trigger’s body ignited with pleasure and exploded inside her. She felt as if she was burning from the inside out just from a brief touch of his tongue.

“Don't stop,” she cried, no longer concerned by waking Cue. “Harder.”

Gunner grabbed both her hips and slammed her down on his cock, making her ride him harder and harder through her orgasm.

Behind them, Cue woke, looked around, and then her eyes landed on them with a heated lust. They locked eyes, the three of them, as Gunner ground into Trigger and Cue undressed.

Gunner reached for Cue as she neared the edge of the water, admiring her smaller breasts and slim form, so different from Trigger's curves and plush breasts. Trigger pulled herself off of Gunner’s cock, and together they bathed Cue, kissing and licking her skin as it came away clean in the water.

Trigger pressed her breasts to Cue’s, sandwiching her up to Gunner’s hard cock behind her. Gunner lifted her hips, raising her in the water as he sat on the ledge. He put his legs between hers and spread them apart, exposing her core to Trigger.

As he sank inside her, Trigger leaned in and licked Cue’s clit, making her jump in surprise, but Gunner held her down.

“W-w-what are you doing?” she asked, her words stuttering as her body twitched, unused to the feeling of having a mouth there.

“The best thing next to sex is oral,” Trigger said, breathing every word hotly on her clit.

Cue cried out, jerking away, nervous.

“Shh, baby, I promise you’ll like it.”

“I will hold her steady,” Gunner offered, sinking into her fully and pinning her hips to his.

Cue threw her head back and keened into the morning air as Trigger locked her lips around her clit and sucked.

Gunner kissed the top of her head as she pressed it to his pectoral and began a slow and steady rhythm, barely pulling out so every little thrust rubbed on her cervix lightly.

Cue writhed in pleasure, her body naturally finding the rhythm and riding Gunner in time with every touch of Trigger’s tongue. She tangled her fingers in Trigger’s wet hair, anchoring herself to reality as her orgasms started rising within her.

Cue’s stomach tightened as Trigger moaned against her clit, the vibration and heat nearly driving her over the edge. Gently, she rocked and writhed against them both, one hand in Trigger’s hair and the other over Gunner’s hand on her breasts.

When he finally came apart, she did so with a loud moaning wail, her head pressed to Gunner’s chest with her face turned toward the sky and her eyes closed.

As both panted in pleasure, Gunner lowered them back into the water to soak. He pulled each of them under an arm and kissed them gently before leaning back against the bank and closing his eyes. They bobbed there, floating in the crater, and trying to catch their breath.

“So the hospital…” Trigger started, closing trembling fingers around Cue’s. “I’m not sure we should go there. I’m not sure we should try to find a doctor after all. It’s led to only finding maniacs, after all,” She tried to laugh, but it failed weakly. “Women have been having babies for centuries, or none of us would be here. I’ll be fine.”

“No!” Gunner growled, holding her tighter. “I will not risk you, I cannot, my programming will not allow it.”

Trigger sighed, but it was the tears in Cue’s eyes that made her pause.

“I can't lose you after only just finding you,” Cue said quietly. “We need to find a doctor to make sure you’re safe.”

“But we keep almost dying,” Trigger pressed. “I don't want to lose either of you, either.”

“If there’s one thing these people are right about, this baby is the future of human survival. That can't be put off to chance.” Cue said, nose wrinkling in disgust as she thought about agreeing with the monsters who called themselves people, even just a little.

They bobbed in the water in silence for a few minutes, just clinging to each other in the throes of passion. Birds sang around them, darting through the trees, as frogs and crickets sounded nearby. They floated there and listened to it all, each of them facing their own internal monologue of fears and hopes.

“We should go, either way,” Gunner said, lifting them out of the water and setting them on the bank to dry.

Cue and Gunner stood there, holding each other as the hot sun began to heat and dry them almost instantly. Gunner returned to the carts and pulled out some clean pants and shirts that the doctor had gathered for them.

He took a moment to say a word of thanks to the world for what doctor Alex had given up to save them, that she would lead them even after death to a hospital where Trigger could be safe, and so could her baby.

They dressed in silence and took what they could carry from the too-loud cart and then headed off into the unknown in search of the hospital that the doctor meant for them never to find, for there they would find horrors they could never imagine.