♢♡Evan♡♢

"You can walk okay, right?" Brock says as he slowly let's go of my arms. "I'm fine, just show me where my stuff is and take me to Jon's room" I chuckle, smiling at my friend. "Sorry, nurse instincts" Brock hums, taking the bandage off my head. I flinch when he pulls it from the bloody part, wincing. "Careful there, man" I complain.

"Sorry, sorry. Stay still" Brock says, carding his fingers through my hair as he checks out the wound. "Momma Brock, here with his momma Brock hands" I grumble, getting a scoff outta Brock. "Babe! Who dis?" A guy with an Irish accent walks over, wrapping his arm around Brock's neck. I smirk and Brock quickly becomes a flustered mess. "Uh, Brian, this is Evan. Evan, th-this is Brian"

"Evan! Brock's told me to much about you! Glad you're not dead" 'Brian' chuckles, kissing Brock's cheek. "Just got back from my post. We should go to sleep~" Brian purrs in Brock's ear as I grab my bag. Brock shoves him away. "You're disgusting. I'm taking Evan to Jon's room, I'll only be a few minutes"

"But babe!" Brian gasps, but Brock is already holding my wrist and dragging me away. "Don't. No questions" He grumbles as I laugh. "Aww, you guys are adorable" I tease, making Brock roll his eyes. "Brian has no shame" He huffs, taking me to a staircase. "I think he's admirable" I chuckle, heading up the first flight. "He's disgusting, that's what he is"

"I have to say, I do love him" Brock's a little wistfully, opening a door after two flights of stairs and dragging me down the hall. "Good, I ship it" I giggle, getting a groan out of Brock. "Just go to sleep. And don't let yourself forget there's zombies outside, okay?" Brock says, and I look at my feet. "I won't" I sigh, yelping when I'm shoved into a room.

"Sleep well!" Brock smirks before slamming the door shut. "Polite" Jon says from the hospital bed. I jump up and laugh nervously, rubbing my arm. "U-Uh, yeah. Hi." I gulp, feeling pretty stupid and... centered. "Come on, it's eleven and I'll have to show you around tomorrow" Jon chuckles, patting the tiny space next to him.

I put down my bag and blush before I squeeze into the bed, blushing even more when Jon just pulls me onto his lap. "Better?" Jon smirks when his hands fall to my hips. My eyes widen and I turn red but I nod, looking anywhere but Jon's face. That is, until, Jon's kissing me. "Tension reliever, right?" He smirks. My jaw falls open but I nod, and Jon snickers before pinning me against the propped up hospital bed and kissing me.

"W-We really shouldn't be d-doing this" I stutter under Jon as he presses against me. Jesus body, now is not the time! "Why not? The door is locked, it's just us, and you're fucking beautiful" Jon chuckles before biting down on my neck. "BUt we jUst met each other!" I yelp, gripping his sweater. "And there's zombies! And people who will hear us!"

"Sayin' you're a screamer?" Jon smirks before he kisses me again. "Oh, fuck, wait are you straight?" Jon laughs, looking down at me. "Uh, well, n-no" I gulp, God body please stop. "Asexual? I can back off if you are" Jon says, panting just a little. Shit. "I- just- ugh, don't stop" I huff, and Jon's eyes grow dark.

Jon shrugs off his sweater and pulls his shirt over his head, oh hell what have I gotten myself into. He yanks my shirt over my head and latches onto my neck again as he yanks on my belt. I groan and the hair Jon actually does have before he shoves his own pants down his lips. I yelp when Jon yanks me further underneath him and hooks his legs around my waist.

Jon laughs and leans down to kiss me again, gripping my hips maybe a bit too tight. "Tell me if I'm going to fast" He rasps out before sucking on my nipple. I yelp but he shoves his fingers into my mouth, which shuts me up. I close my eyes and whimper, arching my back back. Jon chuckles and pulls his hand out of my mouth before sliding a finger into me.

I groan and Jon shuts me up with his mouth, holding me closer to his body as he starts to stretch me. I grab Jon's shoulders and pant when he sucks on my neck. Soon enough he's comfortably moving three fingers in and out of me with a hand over my mouth so I don't make any noises.

Jon pulls out his fingers and slides into me instead. My eyes roll into the back of my head and I dig my fingernails onto Jon's shoulders, whimpering against his hand. Jon kisses my jawline and down to my neck, rocking his hips gently. I groan and pant as pleasure bowls over me, honestly this feels amazing.

Could be because I haven't had sex in three months, could be because Jonathan here is a goddamn sex god. "Shit, you're tight as hell" Jon laughs breathlessly, rocking his hips again. I grab his wrist and pull his hand away from my mouth, giggling a little. "Maybe that's because you're so damn big- ooOoh fuck" Okay did not mean to swear then.

Jon snickers and covers my mouth again before he grabs my hips and starts rocking into me again. I whimper when Jon pulls out and flips me over, making me kneel on the place the bed bends and pressing my stomach against the half that's propped up. I bite the top of the mattress as Jon slides back into me and presses his body tight against mine.

I pant as Jon's arms bar me in and his mouth is hot against my neck as he starts moving again. He goes harder this time and I squeak, panting out more and more moans as I squirm and grip the bed. Pleasure bowls over me and I can feel every inch of Jon every time his moves. I fight down the louder noises and stick to whimpering Jon's name and moaning under my breath.

I groan as Jon's breath fans across my neck and his hands grab my hips again, pulling me against him as the sound of skin hitting skin gets louder. I squirm and groan, gasping when Jon hits my prostate. He laughs in my ear and it morphs into a growl. "Right there?" He purrs as he slams into that spot over and over again. "Right there" He chuckles.

My stomach burns and I groan, whimpering Jon's name. "Close?" Jon smirks, going harder. I bite the mattress hard and squeeze my eyes shut when Jon's hand wrap around my cock. "It's gonna be hitting watch you lose it" Jon growls, jerking me off at an inhuman pace.

I yelp and moan when I orgasam, squirming under Jon as he grunts and finishes in me. Jon slumps and I giggle, pulling hair out of my face. "Thanks for that" I pant, wincing when Jon slides out of me. Jon laughs and lays down, pulling me onto his lap. I settle against his chest and Jon tugs up the blanket, rubbing my back as I make a happy sound.

"Sleep well"