Love Revived A Zombie Romance

A New Plan

After a few hours of me sitting in the room and exploring everything it has to offer I sigh falling on the bed. How can I be tired from doing nothing all day? I sigh again, closing my eyes and feel something rub up against me. I smile and turn over to see Zombie laying in bed with me. I can’t help but awe at how big he is and how much space he takes up.

I am pressed against his hard body and I don’t hate it. It’s warm and inviting. Raking my nails over his naked skin he moans, sending goosebumps to raise across his skin where my nails just where as well as my own. His reaction sends a bolt of need to my core and I clench my thighs together to try and suppress my need but it doesn’t help. I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter by the moment.

“Please” he whispers in my ear and I know what he wants and I want to give it to him.

“Okay” I say meekly and notice I am already naked but he doesn’t go down on me he presses himself closer to me and I feel his hard hot length press against my stomach and I suck in a breath. He is so thick and large. I– I am in shock that he would be so well packed. I guess it makes sense for his size. As his hard length brushes against my skin I roll over on my back and open my legs for him. He is quick to get on top of me and he kisses me.

I don’t taste or smell any rotten flesh from his kiss and his nearness and it's almost like he is human. When I feel the head of his c**k press against my entrance I thrust my hips to sheaths him inside me. His moan reverberates down the length of my spine and I thrust up again, taking him fully inside me. He feels so amazing stretching me out and before I can move for another thrust his growl seeps into my skin making me feel alive and I open my eyes.

I am panting as I move my hand the rest on my heart to help slow it down as it beats wildly. I look around to see Zombie sitting on the ground with his back resting against the wall. It was just a dream. I look down and feel down my body, I am fully clothed and wet between my legs. I just had a s*x dream about a zombie. Someone kill me. I slap my hands over my face and let out a moan of disappointment.

When I hear a moan escape from Zombies lips. I freeze. I have never heard that sound before. Sitting up I swing my legs over the edge of the bed. Zombie moans again with his eyebrows knit together. Is– is he dreaming? Do zombies do that? Well I guess he does. He must be the cure. He has all the looks of a zombie but acts human. His brain must still be functioning on some level for him not to eat me and bring me water… and save me, along with other things.

Once I am off the bed I walk over to him and shake him. “Hey Zombie.” His eyes shot open and even though they are the same milky white, I don’t feel like he is driving the bus, if you know what I mean. I back up instinctively as he begins to growl. Grabbing my sword by the bed I don’t think I'll make it out of the room so I roll under the bed with it.

I want to laugh at how awful this is, I woke up from a s*x dream about Zombie, only to have him kill me and I am once again trapped with him, just in mortal danger this time. The zombie, my zombie is slow to get up and stumbles forward like a real zombie. Tears stream down my face watching his feet drag forward towards the bed.

Will he be just as fast as he normally is will– my thoughts freeze in place as I watch him stop in front of the bed and then drop down to his knees. My heart harmers in my throat. I trust him, but he is just a stupid zombie like the rest of them. When his face comes into view the same milky white eyes stare at me wide eyed, but he doesn’t move.

I hug my sword to my chest as if I am hugging Jacob goodbye for the last time. I can’t fight this zombie, I tired and lost before and I’ve seen the way he fights. I am as good as dead. As I let the tears fall down my face the zombie doesn’t move and then he backs away and sits against the wall again. I stay beneath the bed, unwilling to move out from under it with little protection.

When an hour or so passes and I don’t come out the zombie crawls over to me and lays on the ground staring at me. He reaches out a hand and I recoil from it, clutching my sword to my chest. “Ooo T” Zombie says to me and I suck in a breath.

“Wha–what?” I sob out like an i***t responding to it.

“Oo it.”

“No eat?” I guess and pray. He slowly nods and I know I should be relieved but I am not. I am scared, terrified. This zombie is smart and I need to get him to a colony for research but what if he turns on me. “You turned into a zombie, Zombie!” I yell at him, tears licking my eye lashes.

He eyes me for a moment before pulling back his hand and resting it under his face in a human-like motion. “Stop that!” I yell tears streaming down my face.

It’s a full day before I decide to climb out from under the bed. I am hungry and need to use the bathroom desperately. The zombie has not moved from where he laid down. Well he rolled over on his back and seems to sigh after twelve hours and moves, well shifts every now and then to look at me. It's funny seeing him like this. There is almost remorse in his eyes.

Steeling myself I call out to Zombie, “I’m coming out. If you try to eat me I will kill you.” I warn and wait for him to get up and slide out of the room. “Where are you going?” I ask too scared to actually come out from under the bed. “On that note why did you follow me and trap me again?” I ask as if he will answer me but of course he doesn't. He hasn't spoken a word since he told me he wasn’t going to eat me, at least that's what I think he said.

I listen to him walk around the house and watch as his feet return in front of the bed. He drops something on the ground and for a moment I just stare at it confused. It’s an umbrella. “Why did–” I jokingly asked for one… on the roof. He left to find me one, because I asked. Staring at the tattered red and white umbrella I can't help but feel touched. “You got this for me?” I ask from under the bed.

Zombie doesn’t respond to me, he leaves the room without another word or grunt rather. I want a few moments before shifting over and out from under the bed. I stand quickly with my sword up at the door but he isn’t there. Rushing to the door I close it and the step over the broken door to the bathroom. I really need to pee. I go as quickly as I can with my sword up the entire time, straining my ears to listen.

Once I am done I exit the bathroom back into the bedroom to find the door is still closed. I head to my pack and take out another can of food, this time is black beans. I have to say I love the variety. I picked a house once where all the cans were corn. Not creamed corn, but just corn. It got old fast.

Emptying the can I stick it next to the other empty one and check outside. There are still about fifteen zombies in view which means there are too many around the house for me to escape. I sigh and lean against the wall with my sword. Searching the room earlier I didn't find any ammo. I really need to search the rest of the house but Zombie is out there and I am trapped in here. Trapped once again.

Sighing I get up and sit on the bed keeping my sword in reach and think. I need someone to see this… human zombie and more importantly I need someone to test on him. We might have a cure for those who are not bitten yet or maybe we can reverse the effects. I can’t help but think that is what is happening to my own personal zombie. Everyday he seems more and more human and he spoke, well kinda. I am still counting it.

Another day passes and I am stuck in the room. I don't bother trying to open the door but I am getting tired and I roll under the bed and try to sleep. When I wake up the door is still closed and can’t help but feel grateful. When I peak out the blinds I see my zombie outside shewing the other zombies away. I stare out in utter shock at the sight and to my surprise it seems to be working.

They stumble away from him even before he gets close. Almost like they are afraid of him. I watch this for a time and one or two still linger a few hundred feet away from the house but most seem to be stumbling elsewhere. Zombie turns back to look at the window and I can see a longing etched in his face and I quickly let the blinds go, blocking my view.

My heart is in my chest and somehow I know that he will come in here so I dash to my sword and pick it up when I hear rustling outside my door. When it opens it slowly and Zombie peeks his head in, in a very human-like manner. So much so that I let out and laugh and quite it quickly, keeping my sword up and ready to strike.

“Oo it” he says, his voice more gurgling and grunts more than anything.

“No eat.” I repeat, “or I kill.”

“K” he says, taking me by surprise. My eyes widen and I feel my eyebrow shoot up. Did he just agree to me killing him? “EN” he says, making me frown.

“In?” I ask. I watch as his shoulder slump and he ever slightly nods. “Fine.” I bite out but I don’t have a plan other than somehome get him to a colony or back to the radio tower so I can radio out. He walks in slowly and keeps his hands up in an innocent like manner.

Once he is fully in the room he repeats “EN.”

“What?” I ask lowering my sword just a bit. This zombie had a million chances to kill me and I didn't need to know why. His shoulders slump again and he falls to his knees. “Dramatic much?” I ask, trying not to roll my eyes.

“Rrrr-EN” I squint at him as he repeats himself, staring at me wide eyed and with his arms open and palms up as if giving himself to me. “Rrr-EN'' I can’t help but think that he is trying to say my name.

“Gwen?” I ask and watch as he nods fluidly this time. More human. He knows my name.