System Of The Undead

Chapter 127: Who Will Tap Out!? [R18+]

Clementine nearly choked on his dick and she had a taste of what Jason suffered when he was on his knees but she didn’t want to tap out.

Clementine took it upon herself to see who would lose this battle, would she pass out first or would Jason cum before she loses consciousness?

She wrapped her arms around his lower back and pulled him close, this forced more inches into her mouth.

"H-Hey, if you keep that up... I will...!" Jason said but the gagging made this all the more arousing and Jason let out a huge load right down her throat before pulling his entire dick out of her mouth.

Jason nearly stumbled because Clementine had sucked his soul right out of his body.

He watched what Clementine would do, he wanted to apologize for cumming in her mouth as he knew it wasn’t everyone that liked such a thing but Clementine just picked up her cup of coffee and drank it to wash down the semen that clung to her throat.

"I guess you were wrong about what goes best with coffee..." Clementine said and Jason couldn’t believe it. Clementine managed to make him cum so easily but this could be attributed to his lack of experience.

He cracked a weak smile but he wanted to do a lot more.

"I’m sorry Jason but I’m not interested in your harem," Clementine said with a stern face.

"Huh? Why? It was your idea," Jason said but Clementine simply pulled her shirt down to signify that she was done with whatever it was they were doing.

"I’m not staying here Jason. I only did that to prove a point to you but I do admit, you have skill," Clementine said in the most casual tone.

She was talking like herself again and Jason felt embarrassed that he even asked that.

"Harem? What the fuck was I thinking! Which girl in their right mind would be okay with that!?" Jason thought to himself.

He had to save his relationship with Clementine or things might get awkward.

"Why did you agree to do those things with me?" Jason asked, he wanted to know her reason.

"Why? I don’t think I need a reason to do what I did, do I?" Clementine asked this rhetorical question.

Jason kept his mouth shut, he was surprised by how passive Clementine was.

He thought she would be a lot more stuff than this but seeing how open-minded she was regarding these things.

Jason knew there was no need to use his skill because this was all Clementine was willing to do with him.

It was like her mind was on something and Jason realized that it was probably Sam.

"Are you worried about Sam?" Jason asked, taking a seat beside her.

"Ha! Is it that obvious?" Clementine responded.

"I’m sorry but I do think Sam is in the wrong for tossing you aside the way he did," Jason tried to take her side but Clementine shook her head.

"No, Sam was right. I was the one that let my feelings get the best of me. If I listened to Sam, we wouldn’t have ever endured what we endured," Clementine knew that she had become a liability because her choice nearly cost Sam his life.

She appreciated what Jason was trying to do but she didn’t hate Sam for abandoning her, she hated herself for losing his trust.

"Sam is perfect for this world but I can’t shake the feeling that he’s keeping something from me. I don’t know what it is but Sam has never been one to speak about what’s disturbing him..." Clementine said.

Jason knew this conversation had the potential to put him in the friend zone.

"Sam is fine, like you said. He’s perfect for this world so there is no way that he would fall to it," Jason reassured her and Clementine forced a smile.

"You’re right, thanks Jason..." She responded.

"So that’s what it is...." Jason thought to himself.

[That’s what "what" is?]

Chronos asked Jason.

"Clementine, she has a thing for Sam," Jason told Chronos but Chronos kept quiet because he had no interest in this conversation but neither knew what had happened to this man.

-

The aftermath of the military base was chaotic, bodies lay everywhere with the zombies roaming.

The place smelled of death and there was one man that supposedly fell the night before and that man was Sam.

In a dark room, desolate and robbed of light except for the single bulb that barely illuminated the room lay a man on a table and another standing over him.

"Where am I?" The disgruntled voice asked.

His eyes settled on the man standing over him.

"More importantly, who are you?" He asked.

"I’m the one who saved you and now, you owe me a favor," The man said.

The eyes of the man on the table were suspicious as he tried to move but found out he couldn’t.

He was bound to the table and wondered why such precautions would be needed.

"How am I alive?" The man asked.

"I was sure I was dead..." The man questioned.

The person on the table, unfortunately, wasn’t Sam but rather, the man he had communicated with on the radio, it was Delta.

He couldn’t see the face of the person standing over him but Delta knew that whoever this was had managed to save his life.

"You’re dead, it’s only a matter of time," The man said to which Delta raised a brow.

He followed the gaze of the man and realized he was looking right at his forearm.

Delta looked at it and realized that he was bitten.

The hope in Delta’s eyes was replaced by a defeated yet tired smile.

"Hahahaha! People like me don’t make it until the end," Delta muttered but the man standing above him didn’t find this funny.

"Why did you bother saving me if I was bitten? You should put a bullet in my head, please don’t let me turn," Delta pleaded but the man was unresponsive instead choosing to walk away from the table and into the darker parts of the room.

Delta watched the dimly lit bulb above him.

"Did you see anyone else?" Delta asked, hoping that Sam had better luck than him.

"You were the only one... Everyone else was dead," The man’s voice was the only thing that told Delta which part of the room he was.

"Those things out there..." Delta began to talk but an aggressive cough stopped him from completing this sentence.

"I’m at my limit," Delta muttered weakly only to hear the returning footsteps of the man who had supposedly saved his life.

"What if I told you I could make you live?" The man said and Delta’s eyes were filled with skepticism because if something like this was possible, they would have heard about it.

"And how do you intend to do that? Pray to God?" Delta questioned because even a miracle might not be enough to save him.

"With this..." The man said, opening his clenched hand to reveal a strange purple stone, this was no doubt the same fragment that Jason had retrieved from the zombie he had killed.

"Huh? What the fuck is that?" Delta said; he was uncomfortable the moment he saw it.

"Your second chance at life," The strange man said and the fragment was shoved right into his mouth without his consent.

"You’re the next step..." The strange man muttered before clamping Delta’s mouth shut

There was no doubt he knew about the evolved zombies and what the fragment was capable of on a zombie but what was the effect on an infected person?

This was what they were about to find out.

-

A man lay on the ground, motionless, he could easily pass for a corpse and a dead zombie lay a few meters away from him.

The man was injured, the wounds he had couldn’t even make him move.

This person was Sam, Sam opted to put a bullet in his head but he knew that there was a chance that Clementine would come to base.

Sam waited for the zombie to close in on him before sending a bullet right through its head, it couldn’t react fast enough to shield his brain and the zombie’s blood spilt all over him with the body dropping right on top of him as well.

This camouflaged him even though the scent of his fresh blood drew zombies, they seemed confused as to where it was coming from.

Sam had deep cuts all over his body and could barely remain conscious,

Sam had injuries prior, this played a role in his defeat against the zombie that he had fought.

"Why can’t I die?" Sam questioned the universe, he was certain he wouldn’t make it past the night yet here he was.

Sam mustered what strength he had left, the zombies roaming around were the least of his problems considering he would die either way if he stayed here.

He had to find cover or a place where he could recollect himself.

Sam looked at the SUV and he knew what his next course of action had to be.

He had to get to the vehicle undetected.