Give it to me Gently

Kieran James McAllister | Killing the undead since before it was a thing | Royal Marines

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Main Event || Marley && Kieran

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She grinned because they both knew she would. Her grin only became bigger as he pressed a kiss to her cheek and she bumped shoulders with him playfully. Yes, they were something and that something was very, very good if she did say so herself. “Right,” and she swung her rifle up and waited for his movements. In they went, sweeping the room and when nothing but jets came up, she turned to him and grinned. “Clear-” and her mouth opened and closed and her expression became very mischievous. “So, which one of us gets called sir around here?” she teased as she shut and barred the door, looking the planes over. They were marvels of modern engineering and technology that couldn’t save a single soul at the end of days. “Who can pass up the Blue Angel?” she asked, walking over to it and running her hand over the cool, metal nose.

[kieran-mcallister]

Kieran secured his gun around his shoulder again, refusing to put it down because he was paranoid like that. But it was that paranoia that kept him alive this long. He moved slowly as he came up behind Marley and wrapped his arms around the woman's middle. "I'm sir... or for you, chocolate drop, you can always call me daddy." Kieran grinned and pressed a kiss to her throat. "Up you go." He helped her into the cockpit of the jet and sat in the pilot's seat. "You belong here, baby," he said, sitting her down on his lap. It was snug and cramped, but it didn't matter. She belonged there. "How's that feel?" 

[kieran-mcallister]

Good Morning | Kieran ➳ Fane

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He felt strange having Kieran call him sweetheart, but the rest of the man’s words troubled him. It made sense, you took something you came across and it appeared Kieran had a habit of visiting military bases, he couldn’t blame the other man for that. It was a smart move. It was clear he had asked the wrong question and Kieran didn’t want to explain how he came across the Jeep. It troubled him slightly, but as Kieran said he was with the man who had it, so in the end what did it matter? “Right. Well, I can help with that. You bringing a bunch over or just a precautionary run type of deal?”

[kieran-mcallister]

Kieran had a pet name or a nickname for nearly everyone, mainly because it was a typical show of affection and he was an affectionate guy. He'd always called Fane sweetheart, pet or poppet, or a variation of those anyway, so as to why it would be strange was strange in and of itself. "Yeah, I mean, it's got supplies, I figure if we're gonna' join up, might as well share what I got, right?" This was his peace offering for threatening to flake the other day. He did feel bad, after all. "So, pack a bag, let's get goin', yeah?" 

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Main Event || Marley && Kieran

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She laughed a little more when he burst out into laughter himself and she nodded her head. “Alright, alright,” she said with a shake of her head and with a clean shot, she took him out. She sat up and started packing up, grinning at him. “I’d love to get my hands all over your cockpit and get my fingers around your big stick,” she teased. She was sincere in her interest as well, and there was a good chance it was going to be very informative and a lot of fun. She nodded and helped him pack up the guns, leaning over to kiss his cheek before getting all their things together. When they were packed up, she nudged him with her hip. “See you down there,” and she handed him one of the guns and slung the other over her shoulder and headed down the ladder, waiting for him patiently at the bottom.

[kieran-mcallister]

"Ha! I bet you would." He followed her down, the other gun around his shoulder as  he descended. His boots hit the pavement with a thud and he kissed her on the cheek, just to remind himself that he could do that whenever he wanted now. They were something. Something good. "We should make sure the hangar's clear first," he suggested and on a silent count of three, Kieran kicked the door open and flicked the lights on. "Eagle Eyes, corpsman." Kieran veered left, gun ready. The hangar was just one big empty room with three fighter jets. One blue angel and two tornadoes. Nothing else. Not a drum of gas or oil. Not a jack or a tool box. Just three jets untouched. Hatches open, no-one inside. Kieran motioned for her to shut the door and bar it. Just in case. "Pick your poison, Pengting." 

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Main Event || Marley && Kieran

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She grinned bigger and broader and nodded her head rapidly. Yes, God, that would suit her just fine. “I want to kill shit and do supply runs with you as well,” Her grin was coy but delighted as he leaned in and kissed her and she kissed him back eagerly. “Speaking of looking fit while working a gun,” and she greedily squeezed his bicep and leaned in towards his ear as he looked down the site of his rifle. “I know how useful you can be, in all aspects of life so far,” and she grinned a little. “You’re my Apocalypse King, and honestly, I would rather die fighting by your side as your girl, than living on my own forever,” and she kissed his ear and settled back into her site. She was being earnest. It was maybe a little bit of a case of head over heels but she couldn’t help it, it was how she felt. “I spy, zombie Michael Jackson,” and she giggled. “Seriously, at your eleven o’clock, have a look at him,”

[kieran-mcallister]

There. He smiled to himself when she called him her  king, and everything felt like it was falling into place. He had someone to keep him company, and he knew she could handle herself. He could handle himself. They were a team. Kieran searched through his scope until he spotted it and burst into laughter. "That's awful, Marley. Put it down, yeah? Then come wif' me down to the hangar. I bet there's an old blue angel in it. Wanna show you the cock pit an' teach you how to put your hands on the sticks." His innuendos were obvious, but he was being sincere. He wanted to give Marley a crash course in how to operate a fighter jet--without taking it into the skies, of course. Just a little playful flirting and useful lesson. "Help me pack up the guns?" 

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Main Event || Marley && Kieran

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She didn’t really like the title either but she didn’t want to assume. Just because she was crushing like crazy on the big man didn’t mean he was feeling the same way. She smiled at him though, a little sad and went to looking back through her scope. The truth of the matter was, Kieran was special. He was something Marley didn’t think she would ever come across. He was smart, funny and god was he sexy. He was competent, skilled and he was happy to lend a hand. He would survive this and honestly, she wanted to be on his team so she could survive as well. She looked up again when he started speaking and she blinked at him. Her first reaction was to flush, bright and brilliant and obviously pleased. She pushed away from the rifle and peered at him coyly. “Like, your girl, girl?” she asked shyly. “Like, I could call you my old man, and we’d be like, a pair? A couple?” she hated the word ‘couple’ to describe anyone but it was clear. “Because I’d really love that,” she breathed, grinning eagerly. “I’d really, really love that. Like, so fucking much,”

[kieran-mcallister]

"Yeah. My girl--my girl. Like, I wanna, you know, kill shit wif' you." He smiled sheepishly and leaned in to kiss her on her soft, sweet lips. "I think you're some'fin special. We have a lot in common. You know how to work a gun an' you look fit as hell doin' it, pengting. You're my Apocalypse Princess an' I wanna die fighting side by side wif' ya'." Maybe he was being silly, and maybe it was a bad idea getting caught up with another person, especially after declaring Bruce to be his one and only friend, but, Marley got him, and she didn't complicate his life at all, in fact, she made it easier. And Bruce liked her. But he couldn't wipe the smile off his face. "Cool, ah, that's-that's what's up. I mean, I was hopin' you wouldn't be like, thinkin' I was just some play boy. You know? I can be useful too." Kieran took his post again and looked through the scope. "Ah--I spy a fatty." He took aim and shot the obese walker down with ease. 

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Main Event || Marley && Kieran

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She grinned, he knew exactly what game she was talking about. “Exactly,” and she sat next to him and set up her own weapon, setting up the tripod for her own gun to give her a little more stability. She settled, stretched out on her belly and looked down her own scope. She pushed the scope down when he started to speak, resting her cheek on her hand and looking at him as he spoke. “It’s been a long time since I was able to look down a scope and not worry about whether I was going to be knifed in back or something,” and she beamed at him and reached out, touching the nearest part of him that she could and be chewing her lip. “You can count on me. I’ve got your back, I promise you,” and she blushed a little and looked back out of the group of rotters. “You got me now, I hate to tell you, but it’s going to be hard to be alone now that we’re-” and she waved a hand between them. Friends was the right word. Lovers was too formal. “Partners in crime,” she supplied softly with a smile, even if it didn’t come close to what it all meant to her. To what he had come to mean, what their partnership had come to mean.

[kieran-mcallister]

"Partners in crime..." he echoed and fell a little flat. It was a cute title, but Kieran was hoping she saw him as something more. He'd take it, for now. Instead of taking lead, he waited for her to start the game, and as she situated herself on the roof, sighting rotters through her scope, looking very much like the apocalypse princess that she was. He smiled and felt his heart pick up speed. Marley was beautiful. She was funny, and smart. She was skilled and talented and by no means did she use others for self gain. She was a lot like him in many ways, but better. She made him feel better, like a better version of himself. "You know, I ah, I was kinda' hopin' you'd maybe, I dunno', I want you to be my girl." 

[felinefelicia]

"That is what I asked." She said, remaining to the point. She watched his reaction, absorbing it all in. It was a reaction she had witnessed many times before which, before, it meant she was getting to someone, one way or another. A smile came to her lips as he said it was the other way around. "If I wanted you, I’d have you. Besides, your desire is far more…obvious." Katherine smirked slightly as she sank back, running her hands down his legs before withdrawing to the water.

[kieran-mcallister]

"You're so sure of yourself.." Kieran licked his lips as she left, the feeling of her fingers on his thigh still lingering. He looked down at his erection and smiled deviously to himself. "Well, since you don't want me--" Kieran rubbed his belly and let his fingers fall to his groin. He moved the elastic band out of his way and let all ten fat inches fall out. "You wont mind if I take advantage of the sight then." He pumped his prick a few times, just to be a tease. "Well, it's hard to do that with you present." Kieran stood slowly and put himself away, just in case he bumped into someone else who wouldn't appreciate the view. "I'll leave you be, poppet." 

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Main Event || Marley && Kieran

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Marley enjoyed the affection and the intimacy she received, but she was also very fond of providing it to the Marine. She just hoped he enjoyed it as well. She grinned cheekily over her shoulder at him as he laughed and she peered up at the ladder. “Such a gentleman,” and she off she went up the ladder, leg’s working under the tight denim of her jeans as she ascended. “Kinda like tag and eye spy mixed with guns. I’m not sure what if you’ve played it or what you might call it,” she explained as she popped up on the roof and turned and moved out of the way to let the big man up there with her. She peered over the edge and licked her lips, sighting the potential for their game. “It’ll be fun,” she assured him with a cheeky smile, carefully plucking one of the weapons off from over his shoulder.

[kieran-mcallister]

His eyes fell on Marley's soft, sweet ass as she climbed to the top of the roof. It was all he could do to keep from biting it. "Tag and I-spy, huh? So--" Kieran sat and set up his tripod, fitting the gun on it and locking it in place. He liked the heavy machine guns as much as he liked the semi-automatics, but sitting high up with a heavy piece of metal between his legs, killing enemies next to the girl of his wet-dreams, well, nothing could beat that. "Tell me the rules to this. We just say like, I spy wif' my little eye, a rotter wearing a pink shirt?" And on that, he shot a walker in the face. "You know, M'not used to this. Not used to people, or even like, you know, you. I never had someone to shoot these things wif'. It's nice. Like, trusting you know? Like, I can depend on you, and it's nice not feeling so alone I guess." 

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Good Morning | Kieran ➳ Fane

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Fane could tell Kieran was curious about his response, but was glad that the other didn’t press for information. He knew Petra wouldn’t appreciate him sharing her secret. “Hey I’d give you a run for your money and it would all be worth it,” he teased. Really what he wanted from Kieran was something Petra couldn’t give him, or any woman for that matter, not really. Kieran was the first man he’d run into in a while that could easily take him. “No, I know what technicals are Kieran, I was in the army. I said what kind. So, how the hell did you manage that?” It wasn’t very often that he ran into someone who actually had the ability to fight off the dead properly. Let alone gas and ammo and the things to do along with it.

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"Fane, sweetheart, I spent years on my own after the world went to hell. I touched base with a lot of different military camps. I collect as I go--" and he had his fair share of stealing, looting and pillaging camps. He wasn't proud of it, but he had to survive and it was his life over theirs. He chose his. The fact of the matter was, Kieran did awful, disgusting things, and he was in no way a good man, but he certainly wasn't ready to be a dead one either. "Don't worry how I get it, just be glad you know a guy who's got it, yeah?" 

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Easton could fall easily for affection, since he’d experienced a lack of them. He was also craving them in little ways, counting himself lucky when he got a good word back. Given some time he could give more and more freely, but for now, this was plenty. “Thank you,” he answered. He’d never been told that vulnerability was anything good. Living with strays was kind of what thaught you, that you shouldn’t let everything touch you too deeply so that it would show. Clearing his thoughts he followed Kieran, though hesitant. “I appreciate it, but you really don’t have to.” For a moment Easton thought, that the Marine really shouldn’t burden himself with him. On the other hand, he really could do with someone sitting by his side for a while.

[kieran-mcallister]

"I know I don't have to," he said, leading the boy off to the baracks. "But I sorta' want to, you know? Make sure you're alright. You seem shaken up." Among other things. Easton seemed distraught and other wise moody, but those were things Kieran couldn't very well help. "So, you bunkin' wif' someone or are you on your own then? Last time I helped someone home, their roommate thought I was a burglar an' tried stabbin' me a few dozen times." To be fair, it was Halloween, everyone was drunk and Kieran was dressed up like Michael Myers. He was a strange man with a drunk girl. It looked bad. "Anyway. Gives me a chance to ask you what your role is in all this group stuff. Where's your place at, hm?" 

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Main Event || Marley && Kieran

So, they had been side tracked just a little bit. But that was okay, it wasn’t like they were running on a schedule and that the resturant closed in 45 minutes and they had to go to work in the morning. No, they were basically free as birds. They spent perhaps a little longer than normal curled together, kissing and talking and touching. It was a moment of intimacy she refused to think about, refused to analyse or destroy, no it was just a moment to enjoy. Eventually they seperated (sort of) and started dressing. She couldn’t say she was exactly hands free with the whole thing, but she was a silly girl and that’s what silly girls did, touched the boys they liked a lot, like a lot, a lot. The theory being, to make it weird when they didn’t, she guessed. Anyway. Dressed and they set off again, off to continue with their actual exercise. “I propose we play a game,” she said with a smile and a cheeky, open palmed, slap of his cheeks as they walked.

[kieran-mcallister]

Affection and intimacy were two things he provided in large, copious amounts. Nothing made another person feel more loved and wanted than touching and hugging. He gave that to Marley, every bit that he could. They started walking, making quick distance between themselves and the block of the camp where the others were set up. The base was miles long and miles wide, he was sure they would find a spot less inhabited, perhaps even teaming with walkers. Just as he spotted a post high up on the roof of a hangar, he felt the swat to his rear and Kieran was tagged. He laughed and had to straighten the straps around his shoulder to keep the guns from falling down. "what sorta' game, Marley?" Kieran stopped at the ladder that was attached to the side of the hangar, gesturing for her to go first. "After you." 

[felinefelicia]

Katherine arched her back slightly. This is why her husband loved her so much. Able to captivate the people he wanted, putting care and thought into each of her movements to somehow enhance her strange allure. “All men are gentlemen till they can’t get what they want.” With that, she folded her arms on his knees, seeing the evidence of what she had done to him. “Do you want me, Kieran?” She asked him, leaning up to him as she ran a hand through her hair.

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[kieran-mcallister]

That wasn't true, not by a long shot. Kieran knew some men who couldn't be gentleman long enough to even get what they wanted in the first place. He knew men that wouldn't break for anything, no matter what. But of course, Katherine would only find reason to argue. She was so sure of herself and he would be foolish to challenge her. The Brit stayed still, as still as he could when she came closer and touched him. So close--too close, she touched him and he happened to simmer under his skin. "Do I want you?" he breathed from his nose and looked away to gain a little semblance of self control. "Nah, I think it's you who wants me." 

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Good Morning | Kieran ➳ Fane

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“Yeah,” he chuckled slightly, “besides I didn’t say that I didn’t touch her, or kiss her, or do anything with her.” Fane flashed a cheeky grin, “just that I didn’t fuck her. I gotta take a bit more time with this one.” If Kieran asked, he’d explain, but Fane felt wrong just blabbing to the other man that Petra was a virgin. He looked at Kieran sideways, “I said I’d fight you for ‘em, not that I didn’t want to fuck you.” Fane wanted to ask if that meant Kieran had given up on the idea of the two of them together, or that he was hoping Fane had, but he didn’t want to push things. He’d already made that mistake once. There were a few things that struck him about the next series of statements. One was that Kieran was essentially saying he trusted him, another was that it seemed they were going to Kieran’s place so that he could bring his things over to them and the third was the word technicals. “Yeah, you know I’ll help you out. What kinda technicals are we talking about here?” 

[kieran-mcallister]

He quirked a brow, wondering as to why he had to take his time with the blonde. Either she was a virgin, a sexual-assault victim or had one-too many bad touches by men she trusted from her past. Either way, Kieran didn't ask because it was none of his damn business and he didn't want to get involved. He had his own sexual escapades to manage. "Fight me for 'em--as if you'd get far, pet." He pushed the remaining bit of food around on his plate and pushed it away, deciding he was finally full. "Technic--you know, technicals. Ah--I have this utility Jeep wif' a MG 40 bolted to the back. Might do the trick to git' out of a sticky situation." 

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Pre-Show || Marley && Kieran

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He whispered of course as they both came down from their shared climax. Kieran wrapped his arms tight and protective around Marley, making sure she was warm and safe. "You feel so good, pengting." Kieran leaned up to press soft, gentle kisses to her throat, working his way up her jawline to her mouth. Even in the end of times, people could manage to have intimacy. "Just let me know when you're ready to go, chocolate drop." 

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[kieran-mcallister]

"Oh fuck.." At her mercy again, Kieran just went with it and watched as Marley mounted him with his heavy, half lidded silver eyes with the blown out pupils and the mouth open agape. Marley's pussy was all puffy and swollen from being worked and sucked on and eaten. Her insides felt like a hot, wet vice around him, holding him still as she bounced and rode, milking his dick for his hot, salty cum. His hands were all over her, frantic and exploring. Kieran moaned under his breath at it all. "Fuck! You make your daddy feel so good baby. I like it when your pussy suck on my dick like that--squeeze a little harder?" Kieran grunted as he bucked up, quickening the pace. "That's a love." Harder, faster, he fucked his big dick in and out of her until his balls were throbbing with need to release. He popped and spilled his hot, sticky load in her, filling her up with thick cream. He squeezed her and held her tight as he rode through the aftershocks, making sure she had every last drop inside her. Kieran pressed a kiss to Marley's mouth, just trying to connect, trying to stay with her. 

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Pre-Show || Marley && Kieran

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[kieran-mcallister]

Tease very much so. He grunted as he was rolled over, unsure of where she was going with it all, but he was eager to find out. Marley straddled his face and left him grinning like a loon as she sat, pussy over his mouth so he could eat and lick while she rode him, humping his mouth to get off. Kieran's hand fell to his dick so that he could stroke the full, fat ten inches while she fucked his mouth. He looked up at her, watched her face in her fucked-out bliss as she rode him. It was sort of intoxicating to watch. The way her body moved and rolled around on his had him getting even hornier, wanting even more of her on him. His mouth was soaked with her and when she started to still, when her body started to freeze and shutter a little, he knew she was having an orgasm and he knew she was cumming on his face, around his tongue, making him a filthy mess. Kieran sucked the cum out of her cunt and swallowed it down before gently knocking her off of his face. He laid there, beard a wreck, mouth puffy and soaked. He sucked more of her clean from the hair on his lip, licked around, collecting what he could. He could feel her cum slowly trickling down his chin, towards his ear...it was too fucking hot, he could hardly even stand it. With a groan, Kieran stretched out and rolled over to kiss her softy and share the mixed juices of her pussy and his saliva. "Shit, that was fucking hot. You can do that some more another time, yeah? Just ride my mouth."