Bring her to bed.

Ever since I had found Rosie, I had begun to feel strange. I started noticing little things. The colour of her eyes, the shape of her lips, the rain water as it dripped down her hair and onto her chest, where the clothing was soaked through making her pink bra visible.

I hadn't thought much about sex since the before times. I never thought I'd see a woman again, and had been so focused on survival. Masturbation was just something to help me sleep. But now, all of a sudden, something had awoken in me. A deep lust towards Rosie, that took everything to ignore. I was still trying my hardest to stay in touch with my civilised self, to be a good person, and look after her. So that's what I did, at least to start with.

"Rosie, you're going to get hypothermia if you don't take those wet clothes off."

"What? Oh. But I haven't got any other clothes here, I left them all back home."

"It's alright," I replied, "we can go and get more of your clothes tomorrow, but for tonight, you need to take those off. If we get you to bed, next to me, you'll be warm enough."

"Get in bed with you?? I'm sorry but I don't think I can do that. I am very happy to find someone else alive and I'm grateful you saved me, but I still don't know you well enough for that."

"I understand. But you've got to understand too, you can sleep in one of the other rooms if you like-"

"No! I don't want to be on my own. I'm terrified."

"Well alright then, you can sleep in my bed with me. Look, it's just for the sake of survival. Society is gone. All of it's standards are out of the window, no one will judge you, and if I was going to hurt you, wouldn't I have done it by now? We need to survive. That's all."

She seemed to weigh up her options briefly, before realising she had none, then nodding. "Okay."

I offered her my hand, and she meekly took hold of it as I led her to my room. She continued to shiver. "I'm going to help you take off these wet clothes now, okay?" I asked her. She nodded, and silently lifted her arms. I pulled the top over her head and threw it in the corner. I tried not to look, but I could feel my desire stirring in me. I admired the curve of her breasts, still covered by the bra, but I could see the outline of her stiff nipples in the cold night. I went to unclasp it but she stopped me. "This is wet too." I told her.

"I know," she replied, "But I... just can't." I simply nodded in understanding. With my hands I gently guided her to lie back on the bed and lift her legs, as I pulled down her jeans. I heard her hiss in pain as she felt the friction on her cut. Soon she was in nothing but her underwear.

As she stood up to go to the bathroom and clean her wounds, I got one incredible view off her arse, her cheeks wobbling from side to side, her damp panties pulled up in the crack...

By the time she got back, I was in nothing but my boxers, and my erection was very visible. I assured her it was just a natural reaction, and we both climbed into bed.