[BL] NEET life in the Apocalypse

Chapter 71—Back home

by Bocchan13

WARNING **NSFW-Sex scenes ahead**

Wang Cheng walked back to the group. Everyone could see that he had cried. Song Yu felt even guiltier, but bit his lips. He said he understood Wang Cheng’s pain, because he too harbored sentient animals. But the terrifying way it devoured the mole was still fresh in his mind.

He knew that Derpy and Squinty only obeyed him. So he trusted them. But he did not trust the Rose that had stayed with Wang Cheng. Maybe in time, Wang Cheng could introduce him to it, and there would be communication.

But for now, it was a threat that could not be taken lightly. It took them an hour to come back to the villa. Song Yu saw the familiar gates and gave a sigh of relief. It had only been a few days outside, but it felt like a lifetime.

As he thought, there is no place like home. Song Yu pressed the button to open the gates. He soon heard happy barking and lyrical neighing. On the other side were Derpy and Squinty. The car pulled into the front yard, bringing the dog and horse into a light jog as it followed them in.

“Gahhh! Goddamn, I missed this place!” Yu Ci inhaled deeply, his smile brightening up the sorrowful atmosphere.

Everyone shuffled out, extremely exhausted.

Squinty was happily barking, his head going under peoples palms, trying to cop a pet. Wang Cheng who was still disheartened by Roses absence smiled a little and pet him.

Derpy was also whirring around, his head moving back and forth. Song Yu patted his nose and rubbed his neck.

Xiao Zi and Lu Jingxiu were tired and were like statues as they waited for the go-ahead to the villa.

The only one who wasn’t tired was Wu Ding. He blinked quickly, jerking his head around the vast plains of vegetables, rice, fruit trees, the large clean villa, the crystal blue lake, and grazing animals around the land.

Speechless, he only babbled incoherently as each aspect opened up to him. The gloriousness of the villa put him into overdrive.

“You-you-you guys…you guys…live here?”

Wu Ding staggered to the floor, his knees hitting soft green grass. His eyes landed on a yellow dandelion, the brightness and healthiness of it making him emotional.

“Wu…wu..ha..sob…” Tears streamed down Wu Ding’s eyes. The entire landscape blurred under his crying, but he just nuzzled his face into the green grass and inhaled deeply.

Wu Ding had died after two years in the cold darkness of his cellar. Now, he was in the sunshine. He felt a gentle pat on the back, comforting and kind. He looked up to see his behemoth seatbelt who looked away from him, but his warm palms cast a spell of solace around him.

Song Yu saw this scene and held out some toilet paper, “It’s okay. There’s a lot of stuff we still have to do. If you want a tour, Yu Ci can help you, but I think everyone is tired. I can show you your room.”

Wu Ding looked at the large villa and blew his nose loudly, “I get my own room?”

“Yep, you do.”

“It has a window?”

“There are still vacant rooms on the 1st and 2nd floor. No problem.”

Wu Ding turned to Song Yu, his eyes dimming. “What do I have to do to stay here? I’ll do anything!” Song Yu didn’t have the heart to tease him, “There’s a schedule we have to follow, and chores to do during the day. For now, let’s rest.”

Wu Ding nodded and was led inside the villa. Wang Cheng and Song Yu took some time to empty their haul into the gym so they can categorize everything later. Song Yu was worried about the farm and let everyone rest up while he surveyed the area.

“I’ll come with you.” Song Yu turned to see Lan Zhou, his eyes gentle. Nodding, they took a tour of the area. Song Yu took note of what Squinty had done. The food was properly distributed,  but the pens needed to be cleaned. There was one less chicken, so it might have died somewhere.

The cows and the pigs were dirty and needed washing. The fields had the sprinklers on, but Song Yu needed to do a more in-depth look. Once the outside was cleared, they headed inside to the mushroom room and vegetable garden.

The hazmat suit was still too small for Lan Zhou, so Song Yu did it by himself. By the time he checked everything, he was exhausted. Looking at the time, it was already past dinner. Everyone had hauled their tired bodies back to their bedrooms, and Wu Ding was given a room next to Wang Cheng.

Song Yu got out of the mushroom room and saw Lan Zhou lazily leaning back on the wall.

“Finished?”

“Mmn.”

Lan Zhou saw Song Yu’s tired visage and gently picked him up. Song Yu obliged, wrapping his legs around Lan Zhou’s waist, arms around his neck and was carried into his room. The route from the mushroom room to his bedroom was not even 2 minutes, but between that time Song Yu nodded off before going into dreamland.

Lan Zhou gently put Song Yu into bed, stripping off their clothes until they were only their underwear. He kissed his cheek, forehead and finally his lips before he snuggled happily into dreamland.

“Goodnight.”

…

The next morning arrived all too soon. Groggy and still tired, Song Yu woke up to something hard poking him in the butt. He knew what that was. In a teasing manner, he squirmed a little, grinding the hard object into his butt crack. He heard a sound of pleasure before he was turned around and pounced on.

“You little vixen.”

Lan Zhou kissed Song Yu fervently, opening his mouth to his tongue. His invasive and all-consuming kiss overpowered Song Yu’s mind. Giving back as good as he got, Song Yu trailed his hands over Lan Zhou’s chest, feeling the hardness of his muscles and gently pinched his nipples. Lan Zhou shuddered and continued his onslaught of Song Yu’s lips.

They were quite pent up from the days of not having sex. Song Yu quickly trapped Lan Zhou beneath him, taking off his underwear in the process. Song Yu was fully naked as he trailed kisses down Lan Zhou’s chest, his pecs, down each row of abs until he was at the jackpot.

He quickly sucked the head of Lan Zhou’s member, feeling the intense heat of it as it entered his mouth. Lan Zhou moaned in pleasure as Song Yu expertly sucked and prodded, his tongue swirling to the most sensitive parts. Lan Zhou couldn’t take it anymore.

A deep gush of cum entered Song Yu’s mouth. He continued to milk his penis as he opened his mouth lavisciously taking everything in. The spurts created quite the mess on Song Yu’s face but he didn’t care as he reveled in the glorious feeling of providing pleasure. Lan Zhou panted hard as his gaze darkened while staring at Song Yu’s cum ridden face.

He fervently pushed Song Yu down and devoured his lips. Tasting his own cum on Song Yu, he didn’t care, and continued his onslaught of passion. Lan Zhou followed the same pattern as Song Yu, trailing kisses everywhere.

Sucking everything he could. Lan Zhou reached Song Yu’s pink nipples and bit them, causing Song Yu to moan loudly in pleasure. Nibbling the nub while rubbing the chest, Lan Zhou moved his hand down until it touched Song Yu’s member. He stroked it lovingly, taking his time.

Song Yu squirmed underneath him, trying to hump the hand. Lan Zhou didn’t let him, changing the speed slower but harder; causing pre-cum to gush from Song Yu’s tip.

“Augh!” Song Yu was about to explode, but the hand jerking him off didn’t let him, only bringing him to the cusp before slowing down the rhythm.

Lan Zhou lifted Song Yu’s lower half , cupping his ass while still jerking him off. Song Yu was perilously balanced by those hands, his legs lifted up until they draped over Lan Zhou’s shoulders. He felt his bottom being stroked. Rough fingers delving into the folds of his chrysanthemum.

Song Yu shivered when a cold slimy substance entered his body. Song Yu took it in willingly, his hole sucking the fingers deeper into him. Lan Zhou had stopped rubbing him off, focusing on his back hole.

Song Yu tried to reach out to touch himself but was held down by Lan Zhou’s flexible fingers in his ass.

“Not yet.”

Song Yu whimpered, “Let me…let me come.”

Lan Zhou laughed naughtily and pushed another finger into Song Yu. The rhythm picked up, until Lan Zhou hit that magical point.

“Umm!” Without touching himself, Song Yu came. White jizz trickled down his still erect member. Lan Zhou didn’t care that he came and continued sliding his fingers inside Song Yu.

“You want me inside you?”

Song Yu helplessly nodded. He clenched his ass tighter on Lan Zhou’s fingers, beckoning for something harder to enter. Lan Zhou took out his fingers and let Song Yu pour lube on his cock.

Lan Zhou’s cock entered smoothly causing the both of them to sigh in relief. Lan Zhou trembled at the hot tightness of the hole he was penetrating, while Song Yu reveled in the feeling of being full. The point of contact between them felt like home.

Lan Zhou gently moved inside, opening the flower until it was more flexible. It wasn’t too long before Lan Zhou picked up speed, eventually fucking Song Yu so hard, the bed knocked the walls.

“Uh, harder! Right there!”

One of Song Yu’s legs dropped from Lan Zhou’s shoulder. The new position deepened their bond. Lan Zhou held one leg, gnawing it like it was the most delicious delicacy. Song Yu whimpered as more of Lan Zhou entered inside him, touching him deeper than they had ever before.

Lan Zhou was completely merciless, banging his prostrate again and again, its angle providing the most ecstasy. Song Yu came again but was not let go. Lan Zhou kept pounding him into numbness.

Finally, Lan Zhou plunged his giant member inside, decimating the tunnel into oblivion and cumming. Song Yu came alongside him, his own cock spraying cum on the bed.

Lan Zhou panted and sagged next to Song Yu. Both were deep in the post-nut bubble, glorying in the wildness of their passion. Still panting, Lan Zhou kissed Song Yu’s sweat-soaked forehead, his eyes growing increasingly filled with love.

“Again.”

Song Yu immediately closed his eyes.

Was it too late to fall asleep?