Zack X Ray (AGE UP)

"chapter 13"

He let out a pathetic little moan and desperately tried to stave off his impending climax any way he could. He failed. As predicted, he couldn't last long enough to get her off.

He made a strangled sound and surged forward with a twitch of his hips.

"I- uh- fuck, Ray-" He stiffened on top of her with wide eyes and muttered out a dozen unintelligible apologies between curses.

"Did you just come?"

"You can't tell?" he groaned. It was humiliating, the way his orgasm snuck up on him.

"Mm... It does feel very warm and wet. And you made a really good face for a few seconds."

"I'm the worst," he sulked. "I'm so sorry." He pulled out of her tight little body with a hiss and rolled to the side to cuddle her.

"It's okay! We have plenty of time to try again."

"Not enough time," he grumbled.

"Don't worry. I'll get you out of here soon," she responded after a few beats of silence.

"Yeah?" He kissed the top of her head and stroked her hair. "Is it gonna be dangerous for you?"

"Mm... Only if I get caught," she murmured against his chest with a small smile.

He frowned. He didn't like the sound of that at all.

"I don't want you to do something like that..."

"Okay," she dismissed his comment offhandedly. "You did the obligatory good husband thing. You don't have to worry about me though."

"Yeah..." he mumbled. "You're pretty dangerous yourself, huh?"

"Did you forget?"

"About the time you put a gun in my face?" he snorted in amusement. "Nah. Don't remember that at all."

"Subterfuge and guns are kind of my thing."

"Well isn't this just the weirdest pillow talk ever?"

"It's not the most creative plan, but it's definitely effective."

"Okay. Let's hear it."

"Honestly, I didn't think I'd even get this far. Apparently I don't look very suspicious at all."

She squirmed out of his embrace and retrieved her shoes, removing the soles to pull out two small knives, a little more than three inches each.

"I know," she rolled her eyes. "Not the best weapons for fighting your way out, but it was the best I could think of."

"Holy shit! What the hell are these made of?" He examined them in his hands, testing the sharpness.

"Fiberglass and reinforced plastic mostly."

"Yeah... I can work with these."