A wave of consciousness.

Just as she rests her body on top of yours, her kiss becoming more passionate and demanding, her hands flowing softly against your body, a flash of reason enters your mind. The memory of how Tomi had sex with you and simply left you right after, her own words about using you, the coldness and calculation of it, hits you hard and sinks all desire in you into a deep void. Grace, who was still kissing you, notices your sudden passivity and pull away from the kiss, looking into your eyes.

“What’s wrong ?” she asks, seeing something in your gaze that has changed, her voice somewhat worried.

You place your hands upon her shoulders softly, and push her gently away, before whispering to her in a warm voice, your eyes locked with hers “Listen Grace, you drive me crazy with lust and want, you are a beautiful girl, and you know how to place desire in my heart, but no, I don’t want this. Not like this. Yes I am a man, yes I have urges, and yes I want you like I’ve never wanting something before, but I’ll hold back. I don’t want to feel that we’re doing this for control or for … any other reason you can come up with that is purely practical. I already feel bad about the way I was manipulated and used by Tomi, and I’d rather not have that feeling with you too. If I have sex with either of you from now on, I want it to be out of love… simple lovemaking, not just urged sex. I won’t ask anything of you two, and I’ll just keep on trying to make us live in this new world.”

Grace sits up, her rear resting against your hard cock through her black panties and the sleeping bag, making you wonder if she just didn’t do it on purpose. Her eyes are still locked with yours her hands resting softly against her thighs, as she seems to be thinking. After a moment, she whispers an answer back to you, a look of understanding in her eyes, “You know, I don’t know many men who would pull away like that in such a moment, but I respect your choice and we’ll do things as you said… in the end, it seems you found what was the right thing to do.”

She slowly moves her rear backwards, making it rub your cock and driving a wave a lust in you, but you just close your eyes and resist, wondering if what you just have done was actually the right thing or not. As you open your eyes again, you see her mischievous smiling down at, amusement in her gaze becoming clearly evident. You close your eyes again, thinking quickly, before speaking up again, your eyes opening again and looking deeply into hers. “But you can stay and sleep with me if you want… as long as it’s just that.”

She gives you a genuine smile, and leans back down, kissing your nose playfully. “I’d be glad to sleep with you, charmer,” she simply says. You open up your sleeping bag and she slides in with you, wrapping immediately her arms around you as you slowly close the bag again. You wrap your arms around her softly as you cuddle each other for a while, caressing each others body very gently and slowly drifting off to sleep together.

Your night is the first one since the virus that has actually given you a restful sleep, without any haunting nightmares of those you killed, and it is as the sun let it’s beams slide along your face that you awaken, Grace still cuddling close in your arms. You smile softly and kiss her forehead as you notice that she is still soundly sleeping, her body almost looking angelical in your arms. You slowly pull away from her arms, making her stir a little, and making you in turn pause, not wanting to wake her. Almost sure that she wouldn’t awaken, you pull away from her completely and slide out of the sleeping bag. Afterwards, you quickly get dressed and silently leave the office, and then the building, taking advantage of this early morning to go back to the undamaged house.