Reality Check

Chapter 8

My dreams had been calmer than normal since Wilson and I started getting to know each other better. We spent most of our downtime talking about our likes and dislikes, getting to know our limits for the time being, and cuddling by the fire. I found out that Wilson enjoyed being touched and teased and he found out I like when he takes charge and undresses the both of us slowly. However, we only explored each other's bodies at night when it was the most dangerous to be outside our tent. During the day, I would go gathering supplies while he hunted or tinkered on the machinery at our camp. Currently, I was unpacking my backpack into our storage and organizing all the food inside.

Wilson watched from his seat on the log and appeared bored while I took one last look into our supplies to make sure I had organized it nicely. Nodding at my work, I stood up and dusted my pants off as I made my way over to sit next to him. "What are you thinking of, Wilson?" I asked as I sat down and stared at him. He smiled warmly at me and grabbed my hand as I sat down. I tilted my head slightly concerned about him since it had been a while since he had last had a sanity issue, but he kissed the back of my hand and scooted closer to me. "How is your leg doing now? I know the wound is healed, but the damage inside could last for the rest of your life," he explained as I shrugged.

I stared ahead into the wilderness surrounding our camp and frowned. "It's better, but I still can't feel most of it. I don't mind living with the after effects of it at least. I think I've come to terms with it being something I will have to deal with. Even when we get back home out of this world," I said. While I didn't say it, I knew that we would have to eventually go through the door he had built so we could finally escape this world. It had been a few weeks since he had built it and we tested it a little with a rope tied around Wilson's waist. He had explained how to know to pull on the rope if he gave it three tugs and that he would be back shortly after figuring out whether it was safe to go inside or not. Once we were ready, he pulled me into a deep kiss, letting himself linger and hold onto me as he did not want to leave me behind.

Despite wanting him to stay with me, he parted and went into the gate, only the rope giving me any idea that he was not truly gone from my side. I held onto the rope tightly, waiting for him to tug it as we discussed so I could bring him back to safety. After a couple hours, I felt the three tugs and pulled the rope with all my strength and watched in disbelief as Wilson came tumbling back out of the door, but his vest tattered and his pants torn in several places and him holding onto one of his shoes. "Wilson!" I exclaimed as I ran up to him and dropped to my knees next to him.

He was shaking with silent laughter and his eyes were wide and wild. I scooted away from him and dropped the rope. It had taken a while to help him regain his sanity enough to function again, but that was the last time he had an issue. I leaned against his shoulder while remembering the first and only test we did on the door gate and frowned. "Wilson, I don't want to lose you," I whispered into his vest. He put his arm around my side and pulled me close to him on the log. I looked up at him from his shoulder and pouted at him. We had done so much together and had been through so much since I first came into this world from my home, but I did not want to risk losing him before we got home.

"Y/N, you won't lose me. I promise," he stated as he smiled down at me. I gave him a small smile and snuggled into him as we watched the day become dusk. I got up and threw a few logs into our fire pit before starting our fire back up for the night. "We should probably head inside the tent soon. Tomorrow, we should try to go through the gate and finally find our way home. I'd love to not worry about any dangers for once," he chuckled as he stared at the fire. I nodded in agreement and made sure our storage was secure and our backpacks were easily accessible near our tent before crawling inside and flopping down on my back on top of our blankets.

He followed behind shortly and chuckled at me before crawling inside the tent as well and hovering over me. Taking his hand in my own, I smirked at him while guiding him to touch my sides. I leaned up a bit and pulled him closer to myself and kissed him wanting more than what we had done before. His gaze was intense and uncertain. "Just let me know when to stop, okay?" I nodded and once more guided his hand under my shirt and took a deep breath. He leaned closer, grinding against me slightly as he put some of his weight on me and his arm next to my head. I trailed my fingers along his neck into his hair. Pulling him back down to my lips, I kissed him hungrily and bucked my hips upwards to meet his. "Wilson, I want you so badly. Please?" I begged him while pulling on his waistband.

He continued to tease me, slowly taking both our clothes off and massaging his thumb softly against my clit. Few words were exchanged as he slowly inserted his cock into me and waited for me to adjust, but he soon had me calling out his name. With each thrust, his eyebrows furrowed and his breathing became uneven but he still lovingly praised me and asked if I was okay. When I was close, he sped up his thrusting until it was too much for both of us and we came together while he kissed me to stifle our moans. Completely exhausted, he collapsed softly against me and stayed in me for a couple minutes before pulling himself out and rolling over next to me.

Rolling onto my side, I cuddled into Wilson's embrace and did my best to not doze off from the sex. "I love you, Y/N. I will not lose you," he proclaimed while brushing his fingers through my hair. "I love you too, Wilson," I whispered tiredly. Falling into a dreamless sleep while in his embrace, I did not care what the next day's events would bring since I knew Wilson would be by my side when we went through the gate.