Witching--Hour

   Zoey X Huntress Slight trigger warning. ---------------- Out of everything regarding this infection, or in more blunt terms the very near extinction of the human race, Zoey hated the nights by far the most. Sure she was inside of a reinforced safe-house, strong metal walls and doors making sure nothing could just wander inside, instead it was these hours of laying in bed, having to use earphones and music to block out the distant sounds of crazed infected that take a toll on one's sanity. To lie there all alone with absolutely nothing left in this world she held dear. Hours passed and Zoey eventually got out of bed with an annoyed

Day 4 ---- Having struggled the entire morning trying to catch up on lost sleep, Zoey kept herself nuzzled against Angel's warm and protective bosom. Seeing as none of the god-forsaken beams of light reached there. Turning her head very slowly now she opened her weary eyes, reading out-loud from the clock on the nightstand. "Eleven pm..." She said quietly, turning back and emitting a sound yawn, the hot air from her breath striking the sleeping Angel's bosom and making her start purring in a soothing rhythm. Smiling, Zoey drifted on into sleep once more. The next time Zoey opened her eyes, the scenery was different. She was standing in th

Zoey couldn't remember when she last cried like that. She had to remain strong after the infection and never cried before that even. It felt... refreshing. After the little "session" she had, Zoey pulled back from the huntress and began tug piece after piece of clothing off from her. Stepping into the tub when only her sports clothes remained which she also bathed with Angel in. She nestled up against the still unknown huntress, having felt no sign of rejection she burrowed her face against the huntress's warm bosom, the remaining tears still trickling down her cheeks from her eyes. "I'm sorry..." Zoey apologized quietly to the kind huntress

The night had only gotten weirder, and weirder the longer it went on. Zoey now sat a little uncomfortably next to the tub, scrubbing each and every part of the huntress's filthy, but rather well-maintained clothes. Having earlier forced the huntress to at least put on the sweater. Now the infected female just sat there a little away from Zoey, watching her in awe as her clothes were getting washed. Zoey had to admit that it was uncomfortable, but it felt good somehow. Instead of killing infected, she was currently cleaning one's clothes. That being something she'd much rather do. Scrub after scrub with her bare hands led to the clothes gett

They both now stood there, the huntress and Zoey only staring at each-other. Zoey had the upper hand, seeing as she had the handgun pointed directly at the raven-haired huntress's chest. During the time of silence, Zoey had begun taking a closer look at the huntress, as she wore only a pair of dirty trousers and a equally filthy top it was easy to examine her. Unlike Angel, this huntress not only was powerful, but also looked so. Her body was obviously packed with natural strength, something that fit her looks rather neatly. She wasn't ripped, but more "athletic". The huntress was already uneasy with having the handgun pointed her way, havin

The day had actually progressed quite well even with the earlier "encounter". Zoey had actually found a deck of cards in one of the drawers, after having set the finally calmed witch down by the table and gotten on the opposite side, she shortly starting to deal the cards. Due to her late father she knew quite a few card games and was pretty confident that Angel could learn about them too. At first, Angel only stared at the cards blankly, confused even. Zoey actually having to come up with a good and "elegant..." way for the witch to hold them between her long clawed fingers. Soothingly she explained each and every card with a undying pati

There really was no doubting who was the victim at this point. The hunter's head slowly turned back to face the witch it had pounced, a few whimpers emitting as the cold, hard muzzle of the handgun was pressed against the back of it's head. It may be a mindless creature, but it sure knew the pain of being shot at. Moments started to feel like hours and it wasn't until Angel actually swiped her claws towards the hunter's face that it actually reacted. Luckily for the hunter, the cat-like reflexes it had saved it's very life when it shot up into the air, actually managing to perform a back-flip and landing behind where Zoey had been standing.

The two held their arms around their newly found love, simply relaxing on the bed with their legs hooked together. Zoey's eyes had met her beloved witch's golden ones, seeing as they gazed back to her, feeling that she would gladly stay like this forever if she could... Zoey could also feel Angel's sharp yet gentle claws idly drawing long lines against the back of her top, as if wanting it off her. To this she'd only respond with a quiet series of snickering, moving her body just a bit more forward so that their lips met, more than happy to always be able to snatch a warm, consensual kiss from her lover. Knowing that it was so due to Angel'

Day 3 ---- Zoey was up earliest today again, loving the feel of having Angel's arms around her. As gently as Zoey could she began to wriggle out of the witch's embrace, about to do some house cleaning before Angel would be up. Before long she was up and standing, doing her best to resist the urge of crawling down in bed with the witch again. Seeing how Angel's bathrobe had slipped down her shoulder slightly, revealing a little more than necessary. With Zoey's remaining willpower she very gently slid the covers over Angel, simply loving how she would begin purring from the comfortable warmth. Very quietly Zoey went over to the far corner

This will most likely be the continuing story for Witch x Zoey. There may be those who accept the fifth part as the full ending, and that's quite alright. I made this chapter, and hopefully will make a few more for those who didn't think it was just quite enough~ P.S: I'll be brainstorming shorter chapters to keep me going~ Love ya' all~ :heart: ---------- Zoey suddenly perked her head straight up, it felt like she had just awoken from a long, silent dream. There she stood, in the same room as her very dear witch, both clad in two clean bathrobes Zoey had found in the bathroom earlier. Zoey sat down on the bed, having dried her own hai