Resurrection

Rainbow poured another cup of herbal tea and let the exhaustion flow over her.
It was week three of detox, the zones were buzzing above them as BLI searched for the killjoys who had been ordered to disappear, even the Crater Club was empty as they went undercover in the villages and dusty towns of the Zones. It was a smart tactic, let chaos reign in the city and prepare for the counterattack. Rainbow thought of Missile, safe miles away on a farm that was beyond the range of camera flies and wondered again how to break it to her that the boys were alive if and when they could make it out there.
Of course that depended on the occupants of the bunker and so far it was enough that they could keep Gerard and Ray comfortable as their bodies purged themselves of the cocktail of chemicals that the enemy had used to keep them docile and to make them forget. The doctor from the club, a sweet faced young man known as Archangel had told them that the best they could do was to use as little medication as possible to help them ride it out. Sleep, water and light food was the order of the day and so far it seemed to be working. There were now more memories inbetween bouts of sickness and chills, fevers and deliriums that had kept their friends working around the clock to keep the two men alive.
“You okay?”
Rainbow smiled, the gentle kiss against the tattoo on the back of her neck was enough to make her relax against him, Ghoul’s arms wrapped around her waist as he enjoyed just holding her. They hadn’t had much time together, the council needed her to keep them and the DJ updated, Ghoul himself had needed to rest and heal from his injuries and malnutrition. They had shared a bed and each other’s warmth but thoughts of anything else had been pushed back. Until now as far as Ghoul was concerned, he felt better and just watching Rainbow was now getting him a little hot.
“I’m fine. Crim’s finally gone to sleep and Kobra and Toxic are now with the guys.”
“Really? So we’re alone right now with no interruptions for the next five hours?”
She turned, Rainbow loved the cheeky grin that accompanied the desire in his voice and she could do nothing but pull him closer to her and enjoy the warmth that flooded through her.
“Yes and what are you thinking?”
Ghoul could say no more, one hand working into her hair as he kissed her hard. Rainbow moaned, she had never been able to move on from his death and there had been no other men. Now it felt like she had been dead too and was only now breathing again as she almost clutched him to her, his lips moving from her mouth to her neck and the sensitive point below her ear that he knew was a weak spot.
“You know what I’m thinking. You, me and that bed if we make it that far.”
His voice was husky with need and she was almost running to keep up as they raced down the corridor and the two flights of steel steps to the sleeping quarters below. It was exciting and somehow they both ended up giggling as if being caught would somehow be a big deal. Ghoul locked the door behind him, his eyes firmly fixed on her as she turned back to him.
There was silence, he leant back against the door and folded his arms. The smirk on his face now was one of a predator and she shifted at the immediate heat in her stomach. There had always been that edge to their relationship. He wanted her submission and Rainbow ached to give it to him, slowly removing her shirt and jeans as he watched unmoving. Not that it wasn’t having an effect, Ghoul knew he was almost panting and couldn’t hold back a groan as she removed the last of her clothes.
Rainbow knew there were new scars on both of them, waiting patiently as he walked to her and ran his hands over her shoulders, down to the fullness of her breasts and the swell of her ass. He was gentle, almost reverent as he kissed her again, soft fingers tracing the scar on her face. His eyes were a mix of love and rage, his voice in her ear as he held her and those fingers stroked along her back.
“You two should never have turned on each other. I know it must have been so hard….”
“Frankie…”
Ghoul kissed away her tears and sat her on the bed. Now it was Rainbow’s turn to watch as he stripped. The sight of the laser scars made her wince and go to him, both of them now naked and trembling. She kissed down the scars, his eyes fluttering closed as she knelt before him. He let out a shuddering breath, quickly growing hard in her hand as she kissed his thigh and smiled up at him.
Rainbow knew Ghoul was beyond words, his head tipped back a little and his eyes closed. She continued to watch his face as she licked up his cock, her lips swirling around the head as he gave up trying to hold it in and moaned her name. His fingers had worked back into her hair and he forced her head down, the sweet taste of him flooding her senses as she sucked him a little harder. Ghoul found he was holding his breath with her, the feeling probably the most intense that he could remember.
It would get too much too soon and he wanted more. Ghoul needed to possess his girl again and erase every memory and nightmare. Dying, returning, the beatings and torture, he could forget all of it as long as her hands were stroking him, her soft voice telling him that she had never stopped loving him and never would. He lifted her up, his eyes meeting hers, his face momentarily serious.
“Death couldn’t part us Claire. Nothing can, not ever.”
“No more dying Frank.”
He giggled and grabbed around her waist, Rainbow laughing with him as they tumbled onto the cool sheets. Soon they were twisted and so were those sheets, legs and arms wrapped around each other as he kissed every inch of her, saving her sweet pussy for last and wetting lips and fingers as it was her turn to shiver and buck under his touch. This pleasant exploration of familiar bodies lasted a long time, both of them savouring the rediscovery until he couldn’t bear it anymore. He needed to reclaim her and she knew it, laying back as he parted her legs with one knee and his head dropped to her breasts.
Rainbow couldn’t see anything but stars, the momentary pain as he pushed inside her was almost as sweet as the pleasure of finally joining their bodies.
Ghoul couldn’t get enough, the heat of her pussy devouring every inch of him and the taste of her nipple on his tongue as she pushed her hips up against him. He pinched her nipples just to hear her gasp and then pinned both hands above her head. There was a soft growl as he plunged deeper into her and Rainbow gasped, the feeling causing her eyes to open and she locked onto his gaze.
The universe had ceased to exist, there was no war, no BLI and nothing but the pair of them and the tingling nerve endings as he let her hands go and lifted her hips. Rainbow wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled his face back to hers, kissing him hard, tasting him and hearing him moaning louder and louder as he fought not just let go and cum in her immediately. Ghoul needed to feel her cum, he had always found that the intense spasms around his cock when she cried out lead to the best orgasms of his life and when you had slept with Party, that was saying something.
Rainbow could feel how badly he wanted to cum, his face caught up in an expression of pure animal desire as he pushed harder and harder. She loved that look, his hands clutching her ass and lifting her a little more until suddenly he had found that one special spot and she almost screamed, her body launching into an explosive orgasm that seemed to course up her spine and into her brain. Ghoul gave a throaty chuckle at forcing it from her and finally let himself go.
Rainbow caught him as he collapsed, both of them sweating and still feeling the deep core driven pleasure as they simply held each other. The sounds of the bunker were slow to break in and the cooling air condition was so soothing that both drifted away into a deep sleep, the wounds of war starting to heal in both of them. Ghoul’s last thought was that he had to make sure that Crimson got this feeling back too, that he could somehow bring Party back to all of them.

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