Z Nation Imagines!

The chain explained

{Takes place: the lunch room of that camp where freaky priest attacks, season 1}

"So kid, why exactly do you carry a chain in your pants?"
Doc asked, Addy giving a similar questioning look, before both getting distracted by food

10k freezes in his tracks, his mind going back a few days (or more like the night before) you and him had joined the group.

The dim lighting in the abandoned motel you'd secured, lit with only a small candle on the nightstand giving the room a low yellow glow.
The only sounds beside the wind outside being the creaking of the old wooden bed and 10k's moans and ragged breaths
10k tightened his grip on the loosely wrapped chain secured on the headboard and letting out another moan as you peppered his neck with wet open mouthed kisses
remembering the feeling of you straddling him, the feeling when you sucked on that spot of his neck, (the certain spot that somehow always seemed to be bruised) when his eyes rolled back when you tightened your grip on his arm and bit down a little harder, giving a small whimper at your actions-

An apple was placed on his tray, pulling him out of his thoughts "You alright kid?" Doc asked, pulling him further "C'mon you're holding up the line"

10k swallowed thickly, face flushed with bright red cheeks "I-I just thought it could be of use sometime, never know when a piece of chain might come in handy"
10k slid into a spot at the table, quickly took a bite of his apple, hoping this conversation to be over.

You slide onto the bench next to 10k, wrapping your arms around his neck "So, when do you think the next 'sometime' will be? Because I find it's very handy" you whispered in his ear, hot breath fanning his neck, promptly making him choke on his apple, red faced and regaining everyone's attention.