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The Last Of Us : Firefly Folly	By : Nemesisvsjill Category: +G through L > Last of Us, The Views: 10055 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Last Of Us : Firefly Folly
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The light bulb flickers a few times before shutting down, leaving the room in the darkness. The guy between my thighs whispers :
"-Shit, the lamp is dead. What should I...

-Shut up, nobody cares. Just keep going."
Then, I feel his throbbing cock penetrating me again, rubbing against my most sensitive spots and driving me closer and closer to the edge.

It feels pretty weird to be having sex in a pitch black room with a guy who's almost a complete stranger, but I kinda got used to it. After all, it's been 20 years since the apocalypse. When 50% of the population got turned into mushroom-headed men eaters, you have to get used to living in a less-than-pleasant world.

Not that I'm actually complaining about that. I was only a little girl when the infection struck so I don't remember that much about what life used to be like. By the way, my name is Tory Wilson. I'm 26-years-old, and a member of the Firefly, the terrorist group that's been fighting the military government since day one, and actively fighting to search for a cure.

Not that I care about any of this. The only reason I'm working with them is because they've given me everything so far. Food, weapons, a decent life at their HQ. But if one day, they fall from the top of the food chain, I'm not gonna get taken down with them. I'll be long gone by the time this happens.

Anyway after about a minute of having my partner's full length ramming inside my pussy, my back resting against the cold toilet booth, I start feeling a wave of heat near my crotch like I'm about to explode in pleasure. He gives my plump ass a slap and asks :
"-How do you like that ?"
I start moaning, wrapping my legs around him to keep his prick inside of me and closing my hands around his back.

Suddenly... nothing. I feel his cock slowly shrinking inside of me, replacing all the pleasure cumulated so far by frustration. I shout :
"-Hey, what the hell ?

-Aw man. Look captain, I'm really sorry but it's too dark in here. I just can't focus.

-Focus on what ? All you have to do is keep pistonning inside me. That's what you were doing before the light went off.

-Yeah, I know, it's just... what if a Clicker shows up ?

-How could an infected get here ? We are in the middle of a secured hospital. It's the third floor. And there's about fifty other rooms in there. So why would an infected get right on this specific floor, in this specific room, and try to open open this particular toilet booth ?

-Look, I... I can't."
He puts me back on the floor, I feel his hands moving away from my thighs. I try to find my combat fatigues suspended above the door and start putting them back on while asking the guy :
"-Ok, what's your name already ? I think I've forgot it.

-Shane Douglas ma'am.

-Alright. Shane, tomorrow I'll give you one last shot at this. If you disappoint me again, I'll kill you."

He starts chuckling nervously, not sure if I'm serious or not. I add in a cold tone :

"-If you talk about this to anyone, you're dead. You have 5 seconds to run away.

-What ? Wait a second, I can't find my pants.

-3...

-Alright alright !

-2..."
He runs away, leaving his pants somewhere in the room. I hear a small series of clicking noises, and the light comes back on. I sigh :
"-I hate this place."
I come out of the toilet booth and look at myself in the mirror. I pull my disheveled shoulder-length chestnut hair back in place and put my olive cap back on. Aside from that, I'm wearing an olive tank top and some urban camouflaged fatigues. I never did understand the point of wearing a yellow jacket or something like that. Just because we're called "The Fireflies" doesn't mean we have to dress ourselves like idiots.

Anyway, that'll teach me to try and have sex with a young recruit. What I like about them is that they never dare to talk about what happened. As one of the Firefly's most dangerous assassin, I have a reputation to keep up. It's hard to appear dark and threatening when you're talking to someone who made you his bitch an hour earlier.

For a moment I consider walking back in that toilet booth and finishing the work by myself. I mumble :
"-Yeah, why not..."
I step inside and close the door behind me, immediately pulling my pants and my G-string down. It takes a few minutes to get myself in the mood, think about something pleasant. I start rubbing my slit slowly, enjoying the feeling of my fingers on my already wet and sensitive pussy. It doesn't take long for me to get excited. Then I push one of my fingers inside, followed by a second one. I bit my lower lip to prevent myself from moaning, thrusting my fingers in and out at a faster pace.

I shiver, collapsing against the wall and masturbating feverishly.
"-Fuck..." I mutter for myself.
Suddenly I hear a loud THUMP, the sound of the door opening. Footsteps echo through the toilet and somebody knocks at my door. A feminine voice says :
"-Hey, Tory, are you in there ?"

I recognize the voice of Melissa, my ex-sidekick and long time rival. She adds :

"-Come on, stop plowing yourself like a bitch, we've got a mission on our hands.

-Yeah, later. I'm kinda in the middle of something here.

-I know, I've heard you. But hey, I think I know what you'd like even more than what you're currently doing.

-What is it ?

-Murdering people. We've got a group of hunters nearby, Reid asked us to take care of them.

-Alright, touché."
Gotta admit that this bitch knows me pretty well. Indeed, I have a certain lust for murder. Taking someone's life in itself is nothing, only some crazy lunatic would take pleasure in doing that. But committing a well-prepared murder, neutralizing your opponent, someone maybe stronger and faster than you, killing him in a stylish way, that's my job, and I always enjoy every second of it. So, I pull my G-string and my fatigues back on and open the door of the booth. Melissa is standing against the wall crossing her arms and her legs and looking at me with a knowing smile on her face.
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