Scarecrow and the Rainbow Solution

Ghoul shifted and wrapped the blankets a little tighter around Rainbow.
Three days of medical tests had left her exhausted and Ghoul was starting to get both concerned and a little pissed off. The doc was kind enough, almost apologetic in fact, but insistent that he needed vial after vial of blood to be able to isolate the chemical strands that would stop the march of the toxin.
Ghoul and Jet had watched in horror as Dr Mayhem had pulled a needle from the vial that contained the toxin and injected it into a rat. Rainbow had left the room, able to hear the echo of screams in the squeals of the dying animal. The men had been disgusted as the creature dissolved, her description of the effect on humans now magnified by the reality.
“It’s not a virus, seems to be a manufactured gas that has been forced into liquid form in these canisters. When it hits warm air and enters the body it reacts with cells and…”
Doctor Mayhem was a young man, purple haired and sweet faced but at this point even he paled and looked away. He had barely got out of Vegas alive, pulled out of a wrecked house by Crimson who believed she owed him a debt. Ghoul and Jet had listened soberly as he explained that when Rainbow had been taken Crimson had been shot twice in the chest and by all accounts should be dead. Only luck and some good first aid had got her to him alive and the good doctor had done the rest. He now considered the debt settled and was happy to help the original Killjoys in their quest to end BLI once and for all.
While he worked Ghoul and Jet had explored the lower levels, combining the shorter man’s gift with a gun and the tall one’s gift with electronics to open up lockers of weapons, radar equipment and even short wave radio that would allow them to better communications from the teams in the desert to the radio station and people in the zones. It had been fun if dangerous work and both of them had been grateful to find vacuum packed rations and even a small store of alcohol that had been uncovered.
Now Ghoul was more grateful for the cots and blankets down in what had once been barracks. Jet and the doctor had pulled some into a room for them, knowing that Rainbow would want privacy after what she was going through and happy to let the couple have their time. Ghoul himself was scared for her, the strain adding to physical pain and nightmares that had her waking up screaming in his arms until he could calm her again.
“You awake ?”
Her voice sounded tired but calm and Ghoul kissed the top of her head.
“You know I am, your feet on my legs are cold enough to keep a corpse awake.”
“I need a use for you that don’t involve your dick.”
Ghoul chuckled and cupped her breast, both of them naked under the heap of blankets that had been gathered from a half dozen beds. The air in the bunker never seemed to rise above frigid and body heat was the best way of keeping each other warm. She stretched against him, his long fingers never failed to excite her in the best possible way and he knew it. It felt new and familiar at the same time and for the first time since they had been here, Rainbow wanted him.
“Usually my dick is the foremost thing on your mind.”
“What this ?”
Ghoul gasped as she wrapped a hand around him and gently teased until he moaning and stiff in her hand, he had been uncompromising in his support for her and Rainbow wanted to show him that his love and concern were returned. His lips found hers in a gentle kiss, his hands trailing over her shoulders and neck until he could touch her face and murmur his love for her. Theirs had been a deep and easy passion and both had stayed true to it and each other despite the long absence.
Rainbow pulled his face toward her so they were lying on their sides, eyes locked as she continued to stroke him. Ghoul tried to breathe steadily, resisting the urge to hold her close enough to him as this would curb the pleasure that she was intent on giving him. Instead he lightly ran fingers down her back and enjoyed the fact that she had come back to him.
“We could run.”
Rainbow’s eyes widened at his soft words, her hand pausing.
“You would do that ?”
“If it meant we both lived and I didn’t have to lose you ? Yes, I could do that.”
Rainbow kissed him harder, both of them panting as they gave in to the almost painful desire that they remembered. Her hands flat against his chest as he crushed her into his arms and ran fingernails down her back. They couldn’t be parted again and Ghoul realised that if he had to choose between Party and Rainbow, she would win.
“We have to stop them Frank, we can’t just run.”
Rainbow was breathless, the pressure on the bruises on her arms just added to the deep warmth in her stomach. She had never expected him to want to leave, the idea that they could run away together had only ever been a fleeting one. Where Party went, Ghoul went and they had been lovers even longer than either of the girls had been in the picture. Rainbow hooked a leg over his hip, resting her wetness against his hard cock and seeing a stronger flush rise in his neck.
“We can run anytime you want.”
She smiled at the cheeky grin, falling back into the kissing as he entered her slowly. This was an acknowledgement on his part that she was sore and hurting from the various tests and injections that had been her lot over the last few days and he wanted no more pain for her. He wanted to make love, show his Claire that if it needed to be that the world burned without them, then so be it. Her face rested now in the crook of his shoulder, light kisses along his neck and jaw that told him she was enjoying this as much as he was.
This gentleness was soon overtaken by her desire to please him, something which Ghoul had always found surprising in its intensity. He leant back against the mass of pillow and blanket as she climbed over him with the cheekiest of smiles, teasing his body by pulling away until only the tip of him remained to tease the soft nub of her pleasure. The growl caught in the back of his throat was enough to make her fully sink back onto him, her head tilted back in pleasure as strong hands on her hips forced her down.
He moaned louder, bucking underneath her until both of them were moving. It was better than the first night at the diner, no awkwardness now that they had spent some time talking their relationship over and his revelation that he would run if needed. Rainbow loved his face when they made love, the full pouting lips parted in an expression of wordless desire that only he could pull of without looking ridiculous. She leant down to kiss him again, their sweet release almost an afterthought that rocked both of them.
“Would Party let us leave ?”
Ghoul pushed his sweaty hair back from his face before nodding and letting her slide away from him until they were again lying side by side.
“He won’t lose Crim again, you have no idea of the wreck he’s been. He would get it even if he wouldn’t do it himself.”
“She wouldn’t ask him to. That’s why we left like we did. If he had asked her to stay she would never have made it out of Zone 6.”
The aircon was now sending a colder draft of air into the room and again Ghoul pulled the blankets up and around them. He wondered now if they should all run or if the girls idea to use this thing to end the war was such a bad one. The thought of the rat writhing and bloating before dissolving in a greasy mess came back into his mind.
“If we run a lot of people will die, if we use it a lot of people will die.”
Rainbow stared up at the ceiling, every ache in her body returning but somehow soothed by his presence. If there was to be any chance of a cure it would take more work but the lab here was still missing a few things and the only bunker that could supply it was the one that Crim and Party were going to raid in Zone 5.
“People will die whatever we do.”

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