Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

"Dog for women," Nadia muttered under her nose when the two of them moved up and distanced themselves from a couple of juniors a little.

Yet, even though her voice was clearly displeased, Nadia didn't let go of Mathew's hand.

"You won't let a single ass go by unfucked, won't you?" Nadia continued to complain in a tiny voice as if she was worried that raising the volume of her words would make her too negative.

"I did my best to hold her back," Mathew said before releasing a sigh.

'I know I'm not at fault here, but I can't blame Nadia for feeling anxious either,' Mathew thought, taking Nadia's angered whispering on his shoulders and simply suffering through it.

Between all two or three, depending on how one was to count it, of his wives, Mathew only truly cared for Nadia.

It was this girl that he sacrificed his life to protect in his first attempt. It was Nadia that Mathew had a lot of memories with. It was the girl by his side that Mathew had a crush on for years.

And it was the very girl whose hand Mathew held that he believed to be out of his league in the past.

'To think that I would come to thank the apocalypse for starting,' Mathew thought, bitting down on his lips in an attempt to stop them from accidentally revealing that thought.

Before Mathew's thoughts could overcomplicate and throw his soul into disarray, fate came with a helping hand. Because before his thoughts could turn into any greater mess, the two of them finally reached the showers.

The sounds of the water falling down on the glazed floor made Mathew know that Leila and Daria didn't really bother to wait for them to start. It also allowed the young man to judge which part of the showers those two girls occupied.

"Let's go to the private showers," Mathew suggested in a small voice.

Even though he cast the mark of the virgin away already, he wasn't all that comfortable with outright inviting his damned crush to a shared bath.

"Thank you," Nadia suddenly said, hugging herself closer to the young man's side.

"Huh?" Mathew shook a little, not expecting the girl to kill her angry mood from before and turn cuddly in such a short amount of time. "What are you thanking me for, though?" he asked, hoping to understand the girl a little better.

"For playing along with my selfishness," Nadia explained her thoughts as she rubbed her hands against the length of Mathew's arm. "For going along and organizing some time for just the two of us," she added in a fleeting whisper.

"Oh, so that's what you are on about," Mathew bought himself some time with those empty phrases.

Yet, even once his voice daded away, he couldn't figure out what he should say next. And even though the two of them slowed down the moment Nadia hugged herself into Mathew's arm, they could stall any longer.

Because before Mathew could gather either his thoughts or his courage to say something, they had already reached the end of the corridor where the doors to one of the three private shower rooms could be found.

"Shall we go in?" Mathew asked. His voice trembled as he did so, revealing just how anxious he was.

'Even though I'm the one who created this opportunity...' Mathew thought, cursing his own cowardice in his thoughts. 'How can I act so uncertain right now?' he thought.

And the answer to that question turned out to be fairly simple.

'If I want to stay true to myself, I can't act like that,' Mathew decided.

So he took a deep breath, raised his eyes high, and opened the doors to the shower, pulling the girl along.

'Her hand feels so delicate,' Mathew thought, squinting his eyes as he fought off the desire to cherish the girl in every possible way or form.

'There will always be the time to be lovely-dovely,' Mathew thought, pulling his fingers over Nadia's hand a bit tighter. 'But the chance to have her act slutty, all for me?' he thought, only to feel a familiar throb in his pants.

"Shall we begin, then?" Mathew asked, turning himself around and casting a glance directly into Nadia's deep eyes. Yet, rather than pushing any further, Mathew let go of the girl's hand before taking a step back.

He then rested his back against the edge of a small sink and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I mean..." Nadia muttered as she averted her eyes. "What do you want me to do?" she then asked, turning her eyes back on Mathew's face with an adorable look of a lost animal.

'How can she be so damn cute?' Mathew asked, resisting the desire to clutch at his heart.

The slight puzzlement, confusion, embarrassment, and a tinge of excitement. All those emotions and many more could be seen in Nadia's uncertain expression as she awaited Mathew's answer as if it was some sort of a criminal verdict.

"Didn't I say it already?" Mathew asked, a smirk appearing on his face as he leaned his head slightly to the side. "I want you to show me exactly how you masturbate," he explained his wish from before.

And then, with his arms still crossed over his chest, Mathew took a step forward.

At first, he continued to look the girl in the face as he moved closer and closer... Only to take a stop right when they were about to collide.

'Damn, that was tough,' Mathew thought, doing his utmost to not reveal the state of his soul to the girl.

If Nadia knew just how he felt when teasing her like that, she would never react in the way Mathew wanted her to!

He then brought his lips up, hovering with them only an inch away from the skin of the girl's face.

"And I will make sure to watch every last detail," Mathew whispered when he brought his lips to the girl's ear.

And then, as if nothing happened, Mathew took a step back, returning to his position by the edge of the sink.

"Oh," the smile on Mathew's lips only grew. "I want you to explain every last thing that you will do," he requested, only to lean his head to the side as his smile reached its peak. "You know, I want to learn exactly what you like, what are your weak points, where you are sensitive..." Mathew allowed his voice to slowly fade into the echoey air of the shower room.

"I..." Nadia hesitated, her face fully covered in an intense blush. "I-I would start..." she attempted to explain herself as she started to squirm a little.

Nadia then took a deep breath and closed her eyes, holding the air in her lungs for a while.

Tamp. Tamp. Tamp.

The distant echo of her rapid heartbeat reached Mathew's ears.

"Haaa...." Nadia released the breath from her lungs as she opened her eyes.

The panic from before was now nowhere to be seen, replaced with determination.

"I would usually start by thinking about you," Nadia revealed as she brought her hands to her neck. "I would then imagine the two of us in different situations. Sleeping together. Eating together, cuddling together," she continued to reveal her secret thoughts as her hand started to move down to her chest.

A moment later, Nadia's fingers clamped down, digging into the flesh of her chest while ignoring the resistance of her clothes in the way.

Nadia swallowed a gulp of saliva.

"I would imagine having you hug me from behind while groping my chest," Nadia's voice turned more and more emotional as the movements of her fingers turned slightly frantic.

She would grab her own chest over and over again as her breathing turned quicker with each passing second.

"Then..." Nadia whispered, one of her hands sliding down on her stomach and then lower, towards her skirt.

"Wait for a moment," Mathew suddenly intervened, despite how heavy his heart it was. "I don't think it's healthy if you continue with all that blood on you," he pointed out before taking a step forward and reaching with his hands out.

Mathew then grabbed Nadia's clothes from her shoulders... only to pull the arms of her shirt to the sides and then let it freely fall down.

At first, Nadia's shirt stretched out on her chest, refusing to fall down any further... Only for the girl to wiggle her shoulders a little.

The first layer of clothes fell off Nadia's body, revealing her delicious-looking chest.

"Down there too," Mathew added in a shaky tone, only to swallow a gulp of saliva as he grabbed the edge of Nadia's skirt.

'Why do I feel there is something wrong in just pulling her clothes down?' Mathew thought, revealing in this new, strange pleasure as he killed his hesitation and undressed the girl even further.

Ever since their short adventure in the autonomous office, Nadia didn't bother to wear any undies. And with both her shirt and skirt now on the floor, only blood was left to cover her charms away.

"I think we should wash ourselves before continuing," Mathew pointed out as he grasped the handle of the showerhead and turned the faucet on.

A stream of water sprayed out of the device, throwing a chaotic array of water droplets all over the place.

'Let's wait a second,' Mathew thought, waiting for the water to turn warm enough, before finally moving the showerhead and directing the water right on Nadia's bloodied skin.

"Now then," Mathew said as he put the showerhead in his left hand only to reach out and grab Nadia's boob with his right hand.

The insane softness and warmth of his crush's chest instantly went to his head, causing another head of his to slowly raise.

"Shall we wash each other?"