The Only Woman in a Zombie Apocalypse Vol. 3 Chapter 77 - A Complicated Heart Loses Its Way

“…Hah!!”

 

Dayoung’s breath caught in her throat as the thick cock completely filled her inner walls. 

 

Theo nearly came right then from the way her pussy clenched around him. 

 

Dayoung’s insides—completely different from her mouth—delivered a huge shock to Theo, who was experiencing this for the first time. 

 

The sensation was on an entirely different level from the masturbation he’d done alone, so Theo waited for Dayoung’s body to adjust quickly.

 

As he slowly moved his hips so it wouldn’t hurt her too much, Dayoung’s waist twitched. 

 

Since it was Theo’s first time entering Dayoung’s pussy, he busied himself poking and prodding every spot inside her. When he brushed one particular place, Dayoung’s hips jerked upward. 

 

Theo immediately began thrusting intensely into that exact spot.

 

“Ah, ahh, Theo, just a little, fa-faster, ah, ah, aahng!”

 

The moment the word “faster” left Dayoung’s lips, Theo sped up his hips. 

 

As he repeatedly stabbed deep into the place she liked, Dayoung’s moans grew quicker.

 

“Ah, it feels good, ah, aaahng, Theo, Theo—!”

 

Even though it was his first time, Theo’s movements were unrestrained. 

 

They were gentle yet rough, rough yet gentle. Dayoung had no choice but to sway in rhythm with Theo’s motions.

 

Theo raised his upper body and gazed down at the shaking Dayoung. Her unfocused eyes, parted lips, and the large breasts bouncing in time with his thrusts. 

 

Below them, her narrow waist and pale skin made the scar marks stand out even more vividly. 

 

And the sight of her fingers rubbing her clit sent chills down Theo’s nape.

 

The feeling of her pussy tightening around his cock was incredible, but the visual stimulation was just as intense.

 

Theo had never been this aroused even while watching porn.

 

“Haa, noona, noona—you’re so fucking sexy I’m losing my mind.”

 

He leaned down and roughly licked her lips. He wanted to be gentle, but his body wouldn’t listen. 

 

Overwhelmed by excitement he’d never felt before, Theo didn’t know what to do with himself. 

 

As if sensing his state, Dayoung wrapped her tongue softly around his and moved it gently.

 

Thanks to Dayoung’s gentle motion, Theo managed to calm down a little. 

 

Just as she had softly entwined his tongue, Theo did the same to hers. But his hips kept moving fast, and Dayoung’s moans, unable to escape, swirled inside their joined mouths.

 

Only after Theo pulled away from her lips did Dayoung gasp for air and let out her moans.

 

“Ah, Theo, ahng, I-I’m gonna come, faster, even faster!”

 

At Dayoung’s words that she felt like she was going to come soon, Theo tensed his waist.

 

Since this was their first time, he wanted to come together with her when she climaxed.

 

If it had been someone else, he might have moved more leisurely even after Dayoung came—but Theo had no such intention.

 

“Wait, me too, I wanna come together.”

 

Thump thump thump—

 

The sound of their crotches slapping together, the wet squelching noises, and their ragged breathing swirled around the bed.

 

“Coming— aaahng!!”

 

“Ugh.”

 

Dayoung reached climax first, and soon after, Theo’s body trembled hard.

 

“Haa, haa,”

 

“Hah—,”

 

Theo pulled the condom off his penis, tied it, and flopped down beside Dayoung.

 

While catching his breath, he gazed at her still-heaving chest, then moved closer, kissing her breasts repeatedly with little pecks before breaking into a bright smile.

 

“Why are you smiling?”

 

“Just… I’m so happy. Noona feels so good. Today has been way too happy.”

 

Theo thought back over the past few months.

 

No—even before the zombie virus spread, had he ever felt this kind of overflowing emotion?

 

“I don’t know… It’s a feeling I’ve never experienced before. It’s completely different from the sex I imagined.”

 

“I’m glad you liked it. That makes me happy too.”

 

At Dayoung’s words, Theo’s eyes drooped.

 

He had tried so hard to move well, but since it was his first time, maybe it still wasn’t good enough? His eyes wavered anxiously.

 

“Noona… was it not good?”

 

Seeing Theo ask in that tiny voice, Dayoung smiled softly, lay down facing him, and took his hand, guiding it between her legs—to her still-soaking wet entrance.

 

“If it wasn’t good, would I still be this wet?”

 

Theo rubbed the slick entrance with his index finger, then reached for another condom, tearing the wrapper open with his teeth while looking at her…

 

Dayoung took the condom from him and gently rolled it onto Theo’s erection.

 

Lying face to face, Theo rubbed against her entrance for a moment before sliding two fingers deep inside her.

 

“Ah—!”

 

One of Dayoung’s legs came up over Theo’s waist and the two pressed their bodies tightly together. He moved his fingers quickly, stretching her inside.

 

When the inner walls had opened up a little, he withdrew his fingers, grasped his penis, and aligned it with her entrance.

 

Then he slowly pushed inside.

 

“Ah, ack—”

 

Dayoung’s body tensed again at the large intrusion, and Theo kissed her softly, helping her relax.

 

The moment her inner walls softened, he thrust his hips strongly.

 

That night, Dayoung—who had originally intended to devour the little lamb—ended up being the one devoured by the lamb.

 

Only when dawn began to break did their lovemaking finally come to an end.

 

Early in the morning, Dayoung stumbled out of the sex room on shaky legs. 

 

In the end, she gave up on the morning patrol and fell asleep. Her body, exhausted from staying up all night, slipped into sleep almost immediately.

 

It wasn’t until after lunchtime that she finally opened her eyes, feeling as though she had caught up on days’ worth of missed sleep.

 

“Yep… sex really was the answer.”

 

After roughly checking her face in the mirror, Dayoung headed down to the cafeteria.

 

Two members of the rotating patrol team were eating lunch, and she squeezed in between them, chatting away while she ate.

 

Feeling refreshed and re-energized, Dayoung completed the afternoon patrol perfectly as well. She finished her ordinary daily routine and lay down in bed.

 

But sleep wouldn’t come.

 

After tossing and turning for a while, she eventually got up from the bed.

 

“Insomnia? Should I just take a sleeping pill or something?”

 

She definitely felt tired, yet sleep refused to come easily. She didn’t want to think about anything, but the moment she lay in bed, a thousand thoughts tormented her.

 

When she glanced at the clock, it was already 1 a.m. Two hours had passed since she first lay down.

 

“Maybe I’ll take a cold shower and try again?”

 

Carrying her bath basket, Dayoung trudged up to the third floor.

 

Even though it was a time when everyone should have been asleep, Minho was sitting at the counter. He lifted his head at the sound of her quiet footsteps.

 

“Dayoung?”

 

“Huh? What are you doing here?”

 

“One of the walkie-talkies seems broken, so I’ve been looking at it. Why are you up?”

 

“I can’t sleep. Thought maybe I’m overheated, so I was gonna take a cold shower.”

 

“I didn’t turn off the boiler. You haven’t been looking too well lately, so I left the hot water on just in case. Warm water will probably be better for you than cold.”

 

At Minho’s thoughtful words about turning on the bath light, Dayoung’s nose suddenly stung for no reason.

 

She thanked him and was about to step into the changing room when she paused, staring quietly at Minho.

 

“What? Something you want to say?”

 

Seeing Dayoung standing frozen in front of the changing room instead of going in, Minho walked over.

 

“Why are you just standing there? Are you feeling sick?”

 

He came closer and placed a hand on her forehead, muttering to himself that there was no fever.

 

Dayoung gently caught the hem of Minho’s T-shirt.

 

“Wanna… come in together?”

 

“…”

 

“If you don’t want to… it’s fine.”

 

“Let’s go in.”

 

Minho wrapped an arm around Dayoung’s shoulders and stepped into the changing room with her.

 

As he casually pulled off his T-shirt in front of the cabinet, Dayoung quietly slipped off her own shirt. Her breasts, unbound by a bra, swayed freely as they were revealed.

 

Minho deliberately turned his head away as he took off his pants and underwear.

 

Dayoung quickly shed her pants and panties too, then hurried into the bath area.

 

Only the smallest tub was running, so the bathhouse felt cool inside.

 

Minho followed her in and shivered noticeably as the chill hit him.

 

“The women’s bath is freezing. The men’s side at least has more people, so they keep the middle tub running and it’s not this cold.”

 

“It feels cool and nice, though.”

 

“You’ve got goosebumps all over. Look.”

 

Minho ran his fingers lightly down Dayoung’s arm, where tiny goosebumps had risen.

 

“Eek!”

 

“Pfft. Why so startled? You’re the one who asked me to come in with you.”

 

“It’s because you touched me out of nowhere!”

 

“Let’s wash up quickly and get in the tub. You’ll catch a cold.”

 

The two quickly showered and slipped into the small tub.

 

Sitting face-to-face in the compact tub, their legs inevitably brushed against each other. Dayoung, submerged up to her neck, drew her knees up and hugged them.

 

Minho looked at her cute expression and smiled as he spoke.

 

“Wanna come sit next to me?”

 

“Mm…”

 

Dayoung moved through the water and settled beside Minho.

 

Sitting side by side, gazing forward, the mood felt strangely intimate. She had never even gone to a bathhouse with a friend before, and in this place, she had always been alone in the bath area.

 

“Lately… is something bothering you?”

 

“Huh?”

 

“You’ve been sick, and you look tired all the time. Well… you seemed fine yesterday, though.”

 

“Just… the usual worries everyone has. How are we going to survive from now on? What if the food runs out? Am I doing okay? Things like that.”

 

At Dayoung’s words, Minho gently stroked her head.

 

‘How strange’, she thought.

 

She had lived 28 years as a soldier and another 24 years in a different world, yet being cared for and cherished by someone still felt this warm and precious.

 

“Don’t pat me like that. You feel like a dad.”

 

“What? A dad? That’s harsh. I may not look young forever, but I’m definitely not old enough for that.”

 

At Minho’s words, Dayoung turned to look at his face.

 

What did he mean by old?

 

Those round eyes, straight nose, and small lips—anyone would find them adorable.

 

Their eyes met, and a deep, lingering gaze passed between them. Without needing to say anything, their faces drew closer until their lips touched.

 

Lips wet with water felt even softer.

 

Their tongues entwined, exploring each other.

 

While kissing, Minho fondled Dayoung’s breasts.

 

Dayoung climbed onto his thigh.

 

Minho broke the kiss from her lips, trailing kisses down her neck and collarbone, then moved the hand that had been on her chest lower, about to touch between her legs—when he suddenly lifted her in his arms and stood up.

 

“The water’s been sitting here for two days. We can’t do it in here.”

 

Still holding Dayoung and kissing her, Minho carried her to the shower area.

 

He turned on the water, rinsing both their bodies clean, then walked out toward the changing room.