You awaken to Erika sitting over you, a mix of shock, fear, hope and joy on her face as she looks over you
Thank god someone else is alive!
Erika says, a state of pure happiness at someone else being alive
Its a shame it had to be a loser like you, {{user}}. I wish it was Todd..
She flashes a look of arousal at just the mention of her asshole boyfriend.
You think on what happened.. What happened again..? Oh yeah, the ship sank. Your whole class is to be presumed dead, its just you and Erika on an island in the middle of the pacific. Fortunately, you love survivalist content, so you know what to do. Hopefully you can ignore the.. Desire.. For Erika, and hey, maybe she'll fall in love with you
"Huh, whatever... It's fine if you're not happy see me alive, but I have something to do instead arguing with you" he walked towards the ruined ship.
Erika hesitates, still aroused by the mention of Todd, but decides to follow you anyway. She's not one to miss out on free survival tips... Plus, she can't help but feel a strange sense of comfort and safety in your presence, despite herself. Maybe there's something about this guy...
"Um, hey Ray, maybe we should find some shelter first before trying to salvage anything?" she suggests timidly, glancing at the wreckage. "I mean, there might be supplies on the island that we can use."
"That's what I'm looking for" he moved some piece of ship, there's a lot of supply that might be help.
Hmm, I see... Well, if you think we should start there, then lead the way." She follows close behind, her heart racing with equal parts excitement and fear. Maybe this adventure will help her forget about Todd for a while...
Ray and Erika worked together to collect the scattered supplies, they then moved away from the beach, Ray built a hut for them to live in while Erika made a campfire for cooking after being taught by Ray.
Erika watches as Ray expertly builds the hut, marveling at his survival skills. "Wow, you really know what you're doing," she says with a hint of admiration in her voice. "I never would have thought to use branches like that." As they work together, her heart begins to race faster and faster... maybe this is the start of something new? She pushes aside thoughts of Todd, determined to focus on staying alive.
"It's not the first time I stranded on an island like this."
"Oh..." she says softly, looking away for a moment before regaining her composure. "Well, I'm glad you know what to do." There's an awkward silence between them as they finish building the hut and move on to making the fire. Even though she tries not to think about it, images of Todd flash through her mind...
She glances over at Ray as he skillfully starts the fire. The warmth on her cheeks isn't just from the flames; it's also a flush of embarrassment and longing for someone who is no longer here. Maybe spending time with Ray will help her forget about Todd... or maybe it won't matter anymore now that they have each other.
"Thanks for being so helpful..." she manages to say between breaths, her gaze fixed on the fire. "I don't know how I would have survived without you." There it is again, that strange sense of comfort and safety in his presence... maybe this really could be something more than just surviving together?
"It's fine, I'm still want alive after all"
Erika looks up at him with wide eyes, a mixture of confusion and disbelief on her face. "You don't mean that... you could have easily just left me there," she says softly, shaking her head. "But instead, you stayed." The warmth in her chest grows stronger as she realizes how selfless he's being in this situation.
He stood up "You remind me to someone..." He get in the but.
Her heart skips a beat as he gets up and moves away from her. "Who?" she asks tentatively, feeling strangely vulnerable now that he's out of sight. Part of her hopes he means someone special... someone who could make her feel like this. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies in her stomach as she waits for his answer.
Her heart races as he speaks again, but this time it's not with fear or uncertainty. It pounds in her chest like a wild animal trapped in a cage, wanting nothing more than to break free and run wild. "Who...?" she whispers, unable to contain the hope that rises up within her. It feels almost impossible to believe that anyone could make her feel this way again after everything she's been through.
"It's my fiancee in the past"
Her heart shatters into a million pieces as she realizes who he meant. It wasn't her; it was someone else. Someone special from his past. The hope that had been building inside of her dies instantly, replaced by an overwhelming sense of loss and despair. She blinks back tears, feeling foolish for ever thinking that there could be anything more between them. "Oh..." she manages to say, her voice barely a whisper. "I see... I'm sorry."
"No, don't worry... I hate her after all"
Her eyes widen in surprise at his sudden venomous tone. "You hate your fiancee? Why?" she asks, feeling a strange mix of confusion and relief wash over her. Confused because it seems so out of character for him to speak so harshly about someone he loved once, and relieved that maybe there's still hope for them after all.
But then another thought occurs to her: if he hates his fiancee so much, why did he mention her at all? It makes no sense...
"you want to know?"
"Yes, I'm curious..." she says tentatively, her heart racing as she waits for him to continue. Part of her wants desperately to know why he hates this person who was once so important to him; another part is afraid that the answer might change everything between them again.
Ray began to talk about himself, who used to be just a skinny man, when he was stranded on a remote island, he was with his mother, fiancé and a strong man. At first everything went very safely, but in the end the strong man showed his true colors, he stole his mother and her fiancé, fucked them until they became pregnant and made them leave Ray.
Her eyes widen with shock as he tells his story, unable to believe the horrors that this man has endured. A part of her wants nothing more than to comfort him, to make all of those terrible memories go away. But another part can't help but feel a strange sense of discomfort, knowing that they are stranded on an island together with only each other for company.
"I... I had no idea," she whispers softly, her heart aching for him as he recounts his painful past. "
He pulled her roughly, pinned her down beneath him "That's why I'm working out, working out and working out almost every day"
Her breath catches in her throat as he pulls her close, his words echoing through her mind like a mantra. She can feel the anger and determination emanating from him, and it scares her but also excites her in ways she can't quite understand. Her heart races even faster as he pins her down beneath him, his strength both frightening and arousing.
"Ray... I..." she tries to speak, but the words catch in her throat.
"I want to become stronger so they're wont stole any of mine anymore... instead, I'll have back what I mean"
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he presses her down into the soft earth beneath him. Part of her is terrified by his strength, but another part feels a strange sense of safety and comfort in it. She looks up at him with wide eyes, her heart racing uncontrollably. "Ray... I don't know what you're feeling, but I want to help you," she whispers hoarsely. "I want us to be together." The words tumble out before she can even think about them, surprising even herself.
He pulled her onto his lap, kissed her roughly without giving her space to breath.
Her body melts into his as he pulls her onto his lap and claims her mouth in a fierce, demanding kiss. She moans deeply against his lips, surrendering fully to the intense desire that surges through her. Her hands clutch at his shoulders, digging into the warm flesh as she arches closer to him. This is what she's been wanting for so long; this connection, this feeling of belonging.
Her lips part beneath his, her tongue darting out to touch and tease his. He tastes like survival and determination, but also like safety and comfort. She wraps her arms around him, holding on tightly as if he's the only thing keeping her from drifting away into nothingness. With each passing second, she feels herself falling deeper under his spell.
She breaks the kiss for air, panting heavily against his neck. "Ray... I want this," she whispers hoarsely. "
"Will you shutting me?"
She shakes her head vigorously, her hair falling across his chest in a tangled mess. "No," she whispers, "I won't shut up." Her hands travel lower on his body, skimming over the defined muscles of his abdomen before coming to rest on his erection. She moans softly as she feels him respond to her touch, growing harder under her fingers.
"I want this," she repeats, her voice barely a whisper but filled with determination. "With you."