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Peyton Charles checked herself over one last time in the mirror before leaving the bedroom that she now shared with Liv Moore, her best friend turned girlfriend. Not that it was official, as they still technically had separate rooms, but they hadn't really slept in separate beds since shortly after they started dating. Which they needed to address at some point, but right now they had a more pressing issue to deal with. One which had Liv stress cleaning, and not ready yet, even though their guests would be arriving soon. Peyton initially opened her mouth to point that out, but she paused for a minute just to enjoy the sight of her girlfriend being cute, and savouring the fact that she got to call Liv her girlfriend now.
Then Peyton slowly and cautiously approached her while asking, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Liv mumbled distractedly.
"Yeah, because that was convincing." Peyton scoffed.
Liv sighed, and then after a long pause grumbled, "I broke the bro-code."
"What?" Peyton frowned.
"I broke the bro-code!" Liv repeated in a snappy tone, abandoning her cleaning and turning away from the other girl.
"The bro-code? What is this, How I Met Your Mother?" Peyton quipped.
"I'm serious." Liv grumbled.
"I know." Peyton said softly, before gently arguing, "But Ravi and I only went out on like one date."
"Five." Liv corrected, "Five dates."
"Yeah, but I didn't enjoy them half as much as being with you. Because I love you. And if Ravi really is our friend, or at least yours, he'll get over it. And if not, screw him." Peyton said softly, closing the distance between them and gently wrapping her arms around her girlfriend, "And... and are you sure that's what this is really about?"
Liv frowned, "What do you mean?"
"It's just that..." Peyton bit her lip, hesitating for a moment before continuing, "Are you really worried about telling Ravi, or Major?"
"Both." Liv said softly, before turning around and telling her girlfriend, "I loved Major. I loved him so much I broke up with him to save him from becoming like me. It was the right thing to do at the time, and I'd do it again. But I also did it because I lost all hope. Ravi gave me hope again with his talk of a cure, and I even found happiness with Lowell."
"We're getting to a 'but' here, right?" Peyton joked.
"But..." Liv grinned, the two girlfriends laughing softly for a second before Liv cupped Peyton's face and firmly told her, "I couldn't not be with you. Granted, part of that was me eating pining best friend brain which made it hard to care about the consequences, but when that brain wore off I still wanted to be with you. I still couldn't not be. So I choose you. I choose you over him, and if he pushed me, I'd do it directly. And I'm scared he will, because I don't want to lose him. But I can't lose you. I won't lose you."
"No, you won't." Peyton agreed after a brief pause and a smile, before following it up with a kiss.
*
The next hour was nerve wracking as Ravi and Major arrived for the dinner that Liv promised them. Luckily it was almost ready to serve, so the amount of small talk was minimal, although even that couldn't prevent Ravi and Major noticing something was up and commenting on it multiple times, pushing for the truth increasingly frequently and insistently. Peyton was ashamed of herself for it. She was a lawyer for God sakes, she should be better at hiding her feelings than this. Although at least she did her profession proud by skilfully evading her friend's questions, constantly changing the subject in keeping Ravi and Major talking about themselves as much as possible. Of course inevitably they just had to rip the Band-Aid off.
"Seriously guys, what's going on." Major said for what felt like the millionth time.
Liv and Peyton exchanged a look, and then Liv cleared her throat, stood up, and announced, "Well... it's great to see you both. It's always great. But you're right. Something is up. There's a reason we called you here. Something we need to discuss. Something-"
"Liv." Peyton mumbled softly to try and help out her girlfriend by getting them back on track, although it probably didn't help that she took her hand and squeezed it.
"Sorry." Liv apologised, hesitating for a moment as she looked at where their hands were joined, before gathering her courage again and announcing, "We're dating."
There was a brief silence and then just in case it wasn't clear Peyton added, "Each other."
"No, we got that, thanks." Major said softly.
"What the hell dude, you totally broke the bro-code!" Ravi whined.
"I know, I'm sorry." Liv apologised.
"How long?" Major asked.
"A couple of months." Peyton admitted.
"Months!" Major exclaimed.
"We wanted to wait until..." Liv began before trailing off.
"Until we were sure there was something to tell." Peyton finished for her after seeing Liv was struggling, then when both boys gave her a look she somewhat defensively added, "What? We didn't want to upset you and then find out it's just too weird and we're better off as friends. You'd do the same if the situation was reversed."
"He should be so lucky." Ravi quipped.
Clearly in no mood for quips Major turned his attention to Liv and asked accusingly, "I thought you weren't into girls?"
"I wasn't." Liv admitted, "But then I ate the brain of a girl in love with her best friend, and one thing led to another."
"It was my fault." Peyton interrupted, before further explaining, "I used to have a crush on Liv when we first met, but I buried it because she was straight. But then I found out she was a zombie, and I thought I had lost her forever, and it just bought back all these old feelings a hundred times more powerful than before. I just kept thinking about the 1% chance that I could have told her how I felt and that she would have felt the same way. And how I should have told her anyway, just so she knew just how much I loved her. Then when I had the nerve to give her a chance, and she truly made me believe it was still her I was overwhelmed with happiness and I just, kissed her. If I hadn't done that... well..."
"No, one little kiss couldn't make me gay. No matter how hot you are." Liv pointed out with a little grumble, "And I've had urges while on brains before, and resisted. It just made me realise maybe I wasn't as straight as I thought."
Unable to resist Peyton quipped, "So the kiss didn't help at all?"
"Nope." Liv lied with the smile, before admitting, "Well, maybe a little. And your little love confession didn't hurt."
"So kiss plus confession plus pining best friend brain equals lesbianism? Interesting." Ravi said, pondering the equation.
"More like just a little bi." Liv corrected.
"Or gay enough to have a girlfriend." Major quipped with an encouraging little smile.
"Or straight with one exception." Liv offered with a little smile, and then asking, "Are you okay?"
Major sighed, then after a long pause admitted, "It's just that, you know..."
"You thought that you and Liv would get back together now that you're a zombie?" Peyton offered, and then when she got a look she mumbled in explanation, "Liv filled me in about your, situation."
There was another pause and then Major admitted, "That about covers it."
"I kind of thought we would too." Liv admitted softly, quickly adding, "I wasn't exactly expecting to suddenly fall for my best friend, but it happened. And the fact that I'm telling you should be a pretty good indication that it's not just a fling. And, I just wanted to tell you. I, I needed to tell you. I usually don't. I just hope we can still be friends."
"God, right where it hurts. I mean seriously, is there a worse sentence in the English language?" Major quipped, which was a very good sign, "I mean yeah, we'll still be friends. Partly because we're deep in this whole zombie thing, but also I love you and just want you to be happy."
Liv smiled and stood up, "I'd like to hug you now."
"I guess that would be okay." Major smiled, standing up and opening his arms.
Quickly falling into them Liv whispered, "I love you too. You know that, right?"
"Yeah." Major wrapped his arms around her, "I know."
Feeling awkward Ravi turned to Peyton and questioned jokingly, "Are you sure about this? I mean, you'll be missing out on all of this?"
Peyton chuckled as Ravi indicated to himself, and then told him, "I'm sure."
"Then I'm happy for you." Ravi smiled, hoping in time he would genuinely mean it. But he ignored his heartache for now and concentrated on Liv who had just finished her hug with Major and then told her in a clearly humorous tone, "But not you. You owe me."
There was a brief pause and then Liv offered, "How about I buy the coffee for a whole year?"
"Done." Ravi grinned.
*
"Well that when better than could be reasonably expected." Liv quipped once their guests were gone.
"Uh-huh." Peyton mumbled unconvincingly.
Quickly turning around Liv asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Peyton lied unconvincingly, before admitting with a sigh, "It's just, you know this isn't over, right?"
"Well, yeah." Liv frowned, a little confused, "Obviously there's your parents, and I am not looking forward to telling my Mom. I mean, telling Evan will probably be okay, but-"
"It's not that." Peyton admitted, hesitantly adding, "You know the only reason Major was so cool with it is because he doesn't think it will last. That you'll always go back to him eventually. That no other relationship as a chance because you're Major and Liv and you always end up back together no matter what."
There was a brief pause, then Liv asked, "Is that what he thinks, or is that what you think?"
"No, it's..." Peyton began defensively, before giving up on the charade and simply sighing and confessing, "Maybe a little."
"Well you shouldn't." Liv said softly, closing the distance between them.
"Can you blame me?" Peyton asked, "You're Major and Liv. You always seem to be in each other's orbit. Like you were meant to be. I used to envy that. And now..."
"You're worried no matter what happens I'll go back to him eventually, so why not back out now before it gets any worse?" Liv offered.
"Yes." Peyton reluctantly admitted, before quickly clarifying, "I mean no. I mean... I... I mean I don't want to back out. I just... I'm-"
"Scared?" Liv offered, and then when Peyton reluctantly nodded Liv admitted, "Me too."
"Yeah?" Peyton question softly.
"Yeah." Liv confirmed.
"That doesn't exactly inspire confidence." Peyton grumbled.
"Hey, I can't see the future. You might get tired of me and my quirks. Or maybe I'll accidentally make you like me, and you'll hate me for it. Or maybe you get a desperate craving for dick, and run back to boy town." Liv said with a straight face, before she and Peyton burst out laughing.
"A desperate craving for dick? Really?" Peyton quipped, scrunching up her nose a little bit.
"What? I know I was being deliberately crude to make you laugh after threatening to basically ruin your life with just one scratch, but there's at least some truth to it. Before... this, we were both very straight, and we are always going to worry whether the other is just going through a phase. Or maybe if we are. But every couple has their doubts about each other, and obstacles, and the only thing we can do is trust each other. And I do. I trust you Peyton, more than anything. And regardless of our history and who we've been within the past, I want to be with you. I promise. No desperately craving dick here. I'm happy with you." Liv softly promised.
Knowing it was her turn to reassure the other, and only too happy to do it, Peyton softly told the other girl, "Me too. You make me so, so happy Liv. That's why I'm scared of losing you. But only really to Major, because I can't imagine anything else tearing it apart. I love your quirks. I've always loved them. And no one I could ever meet could possibly compare to you. And well, if I was like you, then-"
"Don't!" Liv growled, "I won't have this conversation again."
"Fine." Peyton sighed, barely pausing before quickly adding, "But if I ever became like you, I'd still love you."
"Don't be so sure." Liv grumbled.
"Don't be so sure I wouldn't." Peyton petulantly replied.
There was a brief moment of silence, then against her better judgement Liv pointed out, "You'd be a monster."
"You're not a monster." Peyton quickly protested.
"I eat people!" Liv exclaimed.
"Dead people. It's not like you're going around cracking open skulls whenever you want." Peyton argued.
"But I still eat brains, and it's super gross. No matter how much I tried to distract from that with different ways of preparing them." Liv said sadly, "And I've killed people."
"Bad people. In self defence, or because you were trying to save someone. Like me. You saved me, and that means you will never be a monster in my eyes." Peyton said softly, gently cupping Liv's face and pressing a kiss to her girlfriend's forehead.
"What about the court of law?" Liv quipped bitterly.
"Please, you know an awesome lawyer who could easily get you off." Peyton grinned, gently stroking the other girl's face before softly adding, "And speaking of getting you off..."
"Sex? Again? Baby, you're worse than a guy." Liv chuckled.
"That's entirely your fault for fucking me so good." Peyton countered, a wicked grin crossing her face as she added, "And weren't you saying something about a disparate craving for dick? Well, you know what, I think I am desperately craving dick. The best kind of dick, which never go soft and always knows what it's doing. Your... big... strap-on... dick."
In between those last four words Peyton pressed kisses all over Liv's face, and then continue doing so for a few long seconds, making the zombie giggle, "My strap-on, huh? You really think you deserve that after being so naughty and paranoid?"
Ignoring the jab for now to get what she wanted Peyton pulled back in quipped, "Well, you could always punish me first."
Which in turn made Liv grin and chuckled, "Wow, such a needy little bottom."
"Only for you." Peyton softly argued before kissing the other girl.
They kissed for quite a while after that, which was just fine with Peyton. She loved kissing Liv, far more than anyone else, ever, and could easily do it for hours. Besides, she was waiting for her top to take the lead. Although when she did Peyton didn't really notice as she was just so lost in the kiss. Hell, she barely noticed that Liv started stripping her, and only did because it was her cue to start returning the favour. As a result there was a trail of clothes leading to Liv's bedroom, which pretty much had been business as usual for them lately, and Peyton had always got a thrill out of seeing that trail later and think about what they had previously done.
Once they reached their destination they were more or less naked, the two roommates removing the last items of clothes, and putting on Liv's rubber gloves, quickly before getting on the bed. Normally this would mean Liv pushing Peyton down and getting on top of her so they could continue the making out session before the smaller but stronger girl had her way with her. But occasionally Peyton would find herself being bent over a desk, or placed on all fours on the bed, or like in this case, Liv would sit down on the edge of the bed and effortlessly shove the bigger but weaker girl over her knee. God, Peyton loved it when her tiny girlfriend manhandled her. Or womanhandled her, as the case may be.
Liv also loved it. It was one of the few good things about being a zombie, that she was supernaturally strong even without going into Full Zombie mode, and could easily overpower the bigger girl. And she especially loved putting her in this kind of position, because it meant she got to admire Peyton's perfect little booty. And not just with her eyes, but with her hands, Liv nearly always taking several long minutes to slide her hands all over that juicy flesh, squeezing and pinching it like it was a piece of meat. Okay, this was partly to annoy Peyton, but mostly it was for her own enjoyment. Besides, Peyton's annoyance only increased her enjoyment.
Inevitably though she delivered her first spank, and like always it was a nice hard and sudden one so she could make Peyton cry out loudly. As always she succeeded, which was especially enjoyable as that cry wasn't of pure pain. No, there was more than a hint of delight, which continued to be the case as Liv began spanking her best friend turned girlfriend with a slow but steady rhythm, pausing every so often to restart the caressing of Peyton's butt, again to annoy the other girl and for her own enjoyment. Which honestly was Liv's favourite way to spank Peyton, as it was indulging in kinky fun, without seriously hurting the woman she loved. It was also enough to turn Peyton's pale booty bright pink, and jiggle with every blow, which Liv loved.
However it was never quite enough for them, particularly Peyton, who Liv could tell was moments away from begging for more. Although before she could get even a syllable out Liv started to give her what she wanted, simultaneously increasing the force of her strikes and slowly beginning to phase out the pausing to caress Peyton's butt. That process then repeated itself until Liv was using every ounce of her strength, albeit without going into Full Zombie mode, to pulverise Peyton's ass without any breaks in between. Now that really made those meaty cheeks jiggle and become discoloured, which again Liv loved, but the trade-off was it made Peyton cry, whimper and scream with pure pain, which made her heart hurt.
Occasionally when Peyton had really pissed her off Liv would slip into Full Zombie mode, sometimes use a little, and really make sure that the high-priced lawyer would struggle to sit down for the next few days, if not the next few weeks. However that would always make Liv feel incredibly guilty, and Peyton hadn't truly made her angry this time. More importantly, she wanted to move onto something more pleasant. So abruptly Liv stopped the spanking entirely and went right back to the groping to try and caress at least some of the pain away. Which seemed to work, given the increase in the whimpering and crying from Peyton, just before Liv moved on to one of her favourite things in the world.
Peyton actually kind of wished the spanking lasted longer, because despite those reactions which she really couldn't control she had been enjoying even the brutal butt beating that Liv had been giving her there at the end. It just made her feel so slutty and submissive to willingly subject herself to this kind of treatment which she wouldn't have considered with anyone else. Besides, it made her pussy ridiculously wet. However as enjoyable as this was it wouldn't make her cum, and it certainly wouldn't make Liv cum, so Peyton was mostly grateful when her girlfriend did move on to more fun activities, which really, really didn't take long.
At first that just meant Liv effortlessly lifting her up and turning her around so that she was sitting on her lap, Peyton crying out as her beaten red butt was pressed against something. Which was the same case a few moments later when Liv flipped their positions, slamming Peyton's back down onto the bed and landing on top of her while impressively maintaining the kiss. Liv then briefly broke away from her lips to press kisses all over her face and neck, before getting up and retrieving the aforementioned dick. The one they frequently had to use because of Liv's condition, and Peyton truly craved. Which Liv just had to tease her for.
"Is this what you want baby? What you've been craving?" Liv teased after she finished tightening the straps around her waist and began stroking the dildo as if it was real.
"Yes." Peyton answered without a hint of shame.
Initially this took Liv off-guard then she smiled and continued to tease, "And where do you want it?"
"Everywhere." Peyton quickly answered with a smirk.
"Everywhere? Are you sure baby?" Liv gently pushed.
"Uh-huh." Peyton nodded before shamelessly clarifying, "I want it in every one of my holes. Pussy, ass and mouth. Whatever order you want, my holes are yours to fuck."
"Mmmmm, good girl." Liv grinned with delight, "Then I choose your mouth first. Oh yes baby, come here and suck my cock! Get it nice and ready for your other holes. Ohhhhh yeahhhhhh, suck it!"
Not needing much encouragement Peyton got down on her knees in front of Liv and with a playful smirk up at the other girl she took the strap-on into her mouth and started sucking on it. Honestly she kind of just wanted to shove the entire thing down her throat, or just spit on it a bit, and then impale her pussy on that man-made meat. Or maybe even her ass hole. But while this wouldn't make her cum there was definitely something to be said for the mental high of giving her girlfriend's strap-on dildo a long, drawn-out blow job. So that was exactly what Peyton did, starting out with slowly bobbing her head up and down on the first few inches, before taking more into her mouth and eventually her throat.
Given how hot she was Peyton hadn't needed to be good at sucking cock, but she had always prided herself on not being selfish lover, and while it wasn't as meaningful there had still been a mental high to blowing a guy, especially when it ended with a reward. For better or for worse Liv couldn't give her that reward, although that just meant that the reward that Peyton would receive later would be that much more long and satisfying, which further pushed Peyton to give the other girl the best blow job possible. Which eventually involved shoving the entire length down her throat, much to Liv's delight, the other girl constantly encouraging her with the look on her face, stroking her hair and of course providing commentary. All of which brought Peyton great joy.
"Yessssssss, suck it just like that, ooooooh fuck! Every inch! Yeahhhhhh, take every single inch down your throat! Oh fuck yeah, mmmmm, that's so fucking hot!" Liv gleefully encouraged, "Oh Peyton, baby, you look soooooo fucking hot on your knees and sucking my cock. Oh yes, so hot! I love it. I love having my girlfriend sucking my cock! Wow, no wonder guys love this so much. Mmmmmm ooooooh Peyton, seeing you on your knees like that, staring up at me, God, your boyfriends must have lasted about two seconds when they could see you like this, and feel you. Oh God, I wish we could do this for real and you could be eating my pussy right now. There's no way I would last long, but it would be totally worth it."
Liv hated herself for saying that out loud, but she just couldn't help it. What they could do together without giving Peyton her disease was amazing, but there was still so many things, traditionally things lesbian lovers did together, which they couldn't do, and it was putting a strain on their relationship. And nearly every time she bought it up she had to hear Peyton's solution, turn her into a zombie, which Liv still refuse to do, and didn't particularly want to hear it now, even though she could tell Peyton was getting close to saying it again. Luckily at that point Peyton's lips reached the base of the strap-on, meaning they could move on to more mutually fun things, which allowed Liv to quickly change the subject.
"Speaking of pussy, show me yours." Liv ordered, while stepping back and pulling the dildo out of Peyton's mouth, "Show me, and finger it. Mmmmm yeah, get it nice and ready for my cock."
"It's ready now." Peyton grinned, getting up and then laying back on the bed, "But if you want a show, I'll give you one."
"Always." Liv murmured as her former best friend and now girlfriend began giving her quite the show.
As soon as she was done speaking Peyton and slowly slid her hands over her big boobs and cupped them, before pushing her right hand down in between her legs. She then began to using her left hand to play with one of her breasts, normally the left one but making sure the right one wasn't left out, while she slid her fingertips up and down her pussy and then soon afterwards pushed a finger inside. A second quickly followed that one, and then Peyton was throwing her head back and moaning as she fingered herself. Meanwhile Liv lazily stroked the strap-on as if it was real, causing just enough pressure on her clit so they were mutually masturbating.
"I used to do this all the time, you know?" Peyton moaned softly after maybe a few minutes of just enjoying her fingers, only then did she focus on Liv as she added, "Imagined you like that, watching me touch myself. Ready to fuck me if I just asked nicely enough. Or better yet, imagining you inside me. Pushing your tongue, fingers, or yes, a big fucking strap-on cock into my pussy and fucking me hard! Making me cum, mmmmm, oh God Liv, I would cum so hard thinking about my best friend fucking me, and feel so guilty afterwards. Especially when I imagined you flipping me over and fucking me up the ass. Oh God Liv, please baby, just fuck me already. Ooooooh fuck, I'm so ready for you, ohhhhhhh, please give it to me."
"You got it baby." Liv said huskily, getting up on the bed and crawling in between the other girl's legs, "And don't worry, you don't have to imagine anymore, because I'm going to give you my cock and fuck you so good."
With those words Liv leaned down to kiss Peyton while guiding the tip of her cock to the entrance of the other woman's pussy. Unsurprisingly Peyton quickly removed her fingers, allowing Liv to press the head of the dildo against that entrance and slowly push her way inside, the blonde breaking the kiss so she could enjoy the brunette crying out loudly with pleasure as she was penetrated. This also allowed Peyton to bring the fingers which had just been inside of her pussy up to her mouth and suck them clean, once again putting on a show for the zombie as Liv continued pushing inside the human's pussy, refusing to get distracted, but really enjoying the show. Really, really enjoying the show, so much so it was hard not to lose control and just slam every inch into Peyton's twat with one hard thrust.
Luckily for them both this relationship was all about control. Mostly about Liv controlling herself, but there was more than a hint of Liv controlling Peyton in there. Of topping her. And Liv had to admit, she really, really enjoyed being the top in this relationship. It was only appropriate, given that she had supernatural strength, more than Peyton without having to really try, but it was also kind of funny given how tiny Liv was compared to an Amazon like Peyton Charles. Certainly no one would have guessed Liv was the top and Peyton was the bottom at first glance, which only made moments like this all the sweeter for both of them.
Peyton would certainly agree, but she wasn't exactly concentrating on who was in control in that particular moment. No, she was just savouring the feeling of a long thick dildo slowly sliding into her welcoming cunt. Because she had been frustrated throughout a lot of that preparation, aching to get it inside her already, but now Peyton was very much reminded of why that preparation was important, because now she was being stretched wide and deep, and she was feeling nothing but pure pleasure. Well, maybe there was a little bit of uncomfortable stretching, but it was nothing she couldn't handle, and was completely dwarfed by the pleasure she was feeling.
For a few long seconds she even got away with closing her eyes and focusing on only that feeling, the rest of the world falling away to the point there was only that dildo sliding into her. Then Liv cleared her throat, prompting Peyton to open her eyes and become lost in the most beautiful blues she'd ever seen, which only made what she was feeling more intense. Which she really should have been doing throughout, because she knew how much Liv loved staring into her eyes while doing this, but sometimes she couldn't control herself. Like she couldn't control just how much she was whimpering pathetically, or moaning in delight.
It was something Peyton loved too, especially during hard fucking. This was good too, but whenever someone was taking her gently like this she preferred to kiss them, or better yet relax. Actually she especially preferred kissing Liv, as that alone was something she thought she'd never be lucky enough to do, and to experience that while Liv was fucking her was just amazing. But this wasn't about what she wanted. No, Peyton was the bottom, and it was her job to please her top. Which wasn't an attitude which would have even occurred to her with anyone who wasn't Liv, but was really thrilling, and even addicting, to have with her best friend turned girlfriend.
Of course Liv was a loving and generous top, who often gave Peyton what she wanted without asking. Case in point a few minutes after the penetration was completed and the smaller girl started thrusting her cock in and out of the bigger one Liv leaned down with a gentle smile and pressed her lips to Peyton's. Peyton was only too happy to kiss back, and even though the kiss was brief it was quickly followed by more, Liv even kissing her neck while carefully caressing her body. Over and over again Liv switched between these different techniques, and while she clearly had a favourite which she lingered on the variety was welcomed, something Peyton showed through gentle smiles, and of course the kissing.
Liv could just about remember what it was like for Peyton to smile at her without it causing her heart to flutter. It felt like years but in reality it was more like months, or even weeks, but it didn't matter because it was a very, very welcome change in their dynamic which resulted in some truly amazing sex. Especially considering there was so much they couldn't do together. At times like this Liv could almost forget about that, if it wasn't for the gloves, which she'd barely remembered to put on before they started having sex, preventing her from touching bare skin just in case she scratched the other girl, the human, and made her like her. Which was a risk they were always taking every time they did this, which Liv desperately tried to distract herself from.
Fortunately there were a lot of distractions available, from simply staring into Peyton's eyes, the cries the other girl was letting out, or even kissing her. Kissing her girlfriend, Liv still getting a kick out of just thinking those words in her head. She'd never had a girlfriend before, and Peyton was as awesome at it as she was with everything else. God, Liv loved her. She'd loved her as a friend for a long time, and now that love was deeper to the point where Liv could feel herself falling for Peyton, but the relationship was far too new to say anything about it, so again with the distractions, Liv adding another one by leaning down to take a nipple into her mouth. Which wasn't easy, but it wasn't that bad given there size difference, and Liv would happily bend weirdly if it meant giving Peyton more pleasure.
Shortly after that Peyton whimpered, "More! Mmmmm, Liv, please give me more."
"Already? Really?" Liv smirked.
"You know what you do to me." Peyton shrugged bashfully.
"Yeah... but is that any excuse not to ask properly?" Liv grinned.
"Sorry, I just... Mistress I'm so sorry." Peyton whimpered, "I don't mean to be disrespectful, I just really need more. I need you to fuck me harder. Please Mistress, fuck me harder. Fuck me so hard I never forget my place and disrespect you again. Please Mistress Liv, teach my disrespectful ass a lesson."
"I'm pretty sure I already did that. Maybe I should think of something you wouldn't enjoy so much, huh? But, later." Liv teased the other girl before flipping them over so Peyton was on top, "Now I want you to ride me. Mmmmm yeahhhhh, you want more, you do it. Ride that dick for me, and maybe I'll help out. Oh, and do me a favour? Stick a finger up your ass. Ohhhhhh fuck yeah, I said I was going to use all your holes, and I meant it, so you better get that hole nice and ready for me to use, because you know I can't stick my fingers in there. Oooooh yes, finger your little butt hole for me so I can fuck it. Do a good job and I might just let you cum."
"Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress." Peyton blushed and whimpered, and did as she was told.
It was almost like Liv was back on dominatrix brain, or some of it had rubbed off on her or something, because one moment things could be loving and gentle between them, and the next Liv was acting like a professional Dom, and Peyton her eager sub. Which should have been disturbing, but it seemed to really work for both of them. Ironically especially for Peyton. Actually it wasn't that ironic, considering people were demanding jobs like lawyers made up a lot of a dominatrix's clientele, Liv vividly remembered with a smirk, perhaps making this the perfect role for her strong independent best friend that she'd always looked up too.
Right now that strong, independent, and well-respected lawyer was pushing a finger into her own ass hole after only spending a few seconds sucking on it, and she cried out in mostly pleasure because of it. Although that probably had a lot to do with the fact there was a dildo fully embedded within her pussy, which Peyton then started eagerly riding once the finger was fully embedded in her butt. Then she started hammering both holes with her finger and the strap-on, while doing her best to keep her eyes open and fixed on Liv, much to the amusement of Mistress Liv. Impressively Liv mostly kept her gaze, even though Peyton's big tits were now bouncing up and down in front of her, not to mention the gorgeous sight of her entire girlfriend's body doing the same.
Peyton was also finding it hard to keep eye contact with Liv, even more than before now she had a lot more to worry about. After all, she was now the one technically deciding the speed of the thrusting, but if she got herself off too quickly, and/or without permission it would displease her Mistress, which was unacceptable. Also it wasn't exactly easy, or comfortable, to have an arm behind her and a finger sliding in and out of her ass hole. It was also embarrassing, especially because of how much she loved it, and she knew she would love what followed even more. They both did, Liv making that very clear from the way she was smirking up at her.
Just when Peyton felt she was getting the hang of this awkward position Liv ducked her head slightly so she could attack her tits again, the blonde going back and forth between the brunette's nipples while spending plenty of time between the surrounding flesh. Which felt great, but it also made Peyton whimper pathetically and increase her speed some more without thinking about it, narrowly avoiding making herself cum. God, why did Liv have to be so good at playing with her tits? And it wasn't even fair, because now she was free to use both her hands, cupping one of those boobs into her mouth and massaging the other while Peyton just kept riding, keeping herself mostly quiet for as long as she could until the need for more became overwhelming.
Then Peyton whimpered, "Please Liv, please can I cum? I need to cum. I need it so bad. Please Mistress, make me cum. Or let me make myself cum. I don't care, just please do it. Ohhhhhh yessssss, allow me the privilege of cumming like a little slut with your cock inside my cunt, mmmmm, and my finger up my ass."
"Add a second finger to that tight little ass of yours, and we've got a deal." Liv offered, before encouraging, "Yessssssss, that's it Peyton, ride that dick! Ride my dick! Mmmmm yeahhhhhh, ride your girlfriend's big dick as you finger your own butt, and get it nice and ready for me to fuck. Oh yes, cum for me baby. Cum for me nice and hard."
Only too happy to oblige Peyton pushed a second finger into her butt hole to join the first while increasing the pace of her riding. She had been rubbing the other side of her pussy to make sure her fingers were coated in liquid, and after the first finger had loosened her it was relatively easy to push that second one in, and while there was a little pain it only added to the overall pleasure. Especially as the increased bouncing on the dildo caused her nothing but pure pleasure. Plus Liv helped out by using her hands to play with Peyton's boobs while pulling her head back so the two women could stare lovingly at each other again.
All those things resulted in a very satisfying orgasm, but it wasn't quite perfect. Liv's hands might be doing a lot of work, but otherwise she remained still when Peyton really, really wanted her to thrust up into her. She had no doubt Liv was reserving her energy for later, and long term Peyton would probably benefit from that, but in that moment she just really wanted to cum harder and more frequently. At least the latter should have been easy, Peyton powering through that first climax and then continuing to pound both her front and back holes until she could practically taste that second orgasm. Then to her surprise she was stopped in her tracks, Liv delivering a few hard strikes to her still sore ass and then giving her a firm order.
"Stop." Liv had actually first warned her girlfriend, before delivering those strikes and following up with a much louder growl, "Stop! I said stop! That's better. What? I said you could cum. I didn't say how many times. You wanna cum again? Well next time it's going to be with my cock in your ass, or you're going to have to get yourself off. Choose."
It took a few long seconds for Peyton to recover enough to answer, then she whimpered, "My ass! I wanna cum with your cock in my ass! Please Mistress, give it to me. Fuck my ass and make me cum again."
"Good choice." Liv smiled, "Now turn around and switch holes. I want you in reverse cowgirl. Mmmmm yessssss, get that cute little ass hole of yours on my cock. Oh, and spread your cheeks. Yeahhhhh, I want the best possible look at my dick owning your butt hole like the little anal slut you are!"
"Yes Mistress." Peyton whimpered, doing as she was told.
Liv couldn't believe how much she actually loved watching this. That she actually enjoyed the sight of a dildo strapped around her waist, essentially making it her cock, being pushed into an ass hole. Especially into her best friend's ass hole. It was weird, and gross, and somehow hot. She couldn't take her eyes off it when it happened, and this time was extra special, because Peyton was willingly inflicting it upon herself. Liv certainly couldn't imagine pushing her ass down on a cock, especially not while spreading her cheeks to give her lover the best possible look of that obscene penetration, but that's exactly what prim and proper Peyton Charles was doing right now.
Not only did her best friend turned girlfriend do this for her, but she actually cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure when her most private hole stretched wide enough for the head of that dildo to slip through it and into her backside. What was even worse, or possibly better, was the next cries out of Peyton's mouth were mostly of pleasure, and Liv swore she even heard the other girl moaning happily just from stuffing her own rectum full of dick. Although that had nothing on the sounds of joy Peyton let out once the sodomy was truly underway, even if it did take twice as long to reach that point, which could be Peyton trying make it easy on herself, or on their mutual enjoyment. Either way it was sick and twisted.
While it might have taken longer inevitably Peyton was sitting on Liv's lap with every inch of the strap-on buried up her butt. Then, presumably for the same reasons as the slower than usual ass stuffing, Peyton paused for maybe a full minute before beginning to bounce her butt up and down and officially starting the sodomy. Which again, produce the most wonderful sounds out of the brunette, although the blonde barely heard them as she was too busy staring at the obscenely stretched back hole bouncing up and down in front of her, which was still on perfect display thanks to Peyton spreading her butt cheeks for her. Which again was sick and twisted, but Liv just couldn't tear her eyes away from it.
She was so lost in it that she almost didn't notice how fast Peyton was going until it was too late, and then the zombie grabbed the human's hips and forced her down onto her lap and kept her there for a few long seconds while she growled, "Did I give you permission to cum?"
Peyton whimpered, bit her lip, then cautiously argued, "You said if I wanted to cum, then it would have to be in my ass, and now it's in my ass, so-"
"Oh please, that's weak sauce, and you know it councillor." Liv scoffed, "No way does that hold up in court. Although, that's one court case I'd like to see."
"Me too." Peyton admitted with a soft laugh, before quickly adding, "If it wouldn't ruin my career."
"Maybe we could have our own little trial, right here some time, huh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Liv teased, and then shortly after Peyton nodded and tried to say something else she quickly got rough, "But don't think you can distract me from your disobedience. Now keep riding my dick nice and slowly until I give you permission to cum. And you better not beg for that privilege too soon, or I won't let you cum at all."
They both knew that was a completely empty threat, and Liv would never do something so cruel to someone she loved, but just the threat of it was enough to make Peyton whimper with lust and restart the butt fucking nice and slow just like she was ordered too. Oh yes, that was exactly the reaction Liv was looking for, and it made her smirk triumphantly. Fuck, she loved ordering Peyton around and making the bigger girl her little slut. Especially her little butt slut. Peyton just looked so wonderfully submissive right now, even in this position where she was technically in control of the speed. But as Liv had just made very clear, she was still very much in charge, while the effortlessly sexy and confident Peyton Charles was her submissive little bitch.
Peyton adored that fact. She couldn't have ever submitted to a man in the way that she submitted to Liv, and would have never thought it was possible that she could ever be this submissive to anyone. Because really, it was pathetic, and gross, and demeaning, but Peyton just couldn't get enough of it. She loved her Dom Zom, and would do anything for her. Absolutely anything. And this wasn't exactly a big ask, as she adored taking it up the ass even more than Liv loved to fuck her in the ass. Which she once again proved by her shameless cries of joy and being anally stuffed, and then ass fucked. Also the whole spreading of her cheeks thing.
Weirdly that part was normal. Or at least what was the new norm between them. This position was very new to them, but Peyton instantly loved it, as it gave her the illusion of control while Liv could very easily reinforce her dominance over her, as she had just proven. Of course that hadn't stopped Peyton from cheekily pushing her luck, but that was more out of wanting Liv to put her in her place than simply wanting an orgasm. Besides, Peyton was confident that orgasm, or more accurately orgasms, would soon come. They always did whenever Liv fucked her up the ass, and Peyton was confident that this time would be no exception. Especially even the build up, meaning that she was aching to cum already, and sooner or later Liv would ultimately take pity on her, because she loved her.
Every time Peyton thought that now it made her heart flutter, because it wasn't just friendship love. Not any more. No, it was romantic love, which just made everything they did together much more intense. Especially this though, because Peyton wasn't sure she had ever met anyone she would willingly give up her ass to except Liv. Although even in her wildest fantasies she hadn't imagined loving it quite this much, and she certainly hadn't imagined being Liv's little butt slut. If anything Peyton had thought it would be the other way around, and had even made herself cum at the thought of bending Liv over and fucking her up the ass. Which was yet another thing which made the reality of her current situation that much more intense.
For a while that intensity was pure bliss for both women who became completely lost in the anal sex. But inevitably the urge to cum became too overwhelming for the lawyer, in fact it was so overwhelming she couldn't seem to form words, all she could do was cry out Liv's name and 'more', which even to her sounded like she was just calling out her top's full name for some reason. Liv was smart, and must have realised what she meant, but she was either denying Peyton what it now felt like she needed, or was waiting for more explicit words. Which Peyton knew she should have done, but in that delirious state she just couldn't stop herself from increasing the pace again, only to be shut down the exact same way.
"Hey!" Liv exclaimed angrily, "What did I say?"
"I'm sorry." Peyton whimpered, able to find the words now the butt fucking had stopped momentarily, "I just need to cum so bad."
"And now you have to wait a little longer." Liv informed her.
"What! No, please Mistress, I need it so bad." Peyton whined.
"I heard you the first time, but since you can't think of anything original to say, keep your mouth shut until I give you permission, or I'll leave you to finish yourself off." Liv ordered darkly, before smirking wickedly, "And since you've proven you can't be trusted, I'll take it from here."
With that Liv effortlessly rolled them so they were on their sides in the spooning position and restarted the sodomy. Which was good for two reasons, as Peyton wasn't sure how much energy she had left, and as further punishment Liv fucked Peyton's ass as slowly and gently as possible, bringing her down from her previous high. Okay, the latter thing was definitely a double-edged sword, but Peyton was very grateful for having a break in more ways than one, and this was another new position for them which she very much liked. Or more accurately, it was a very familiar position, as they loved to spoon, only this time Peyton wasn't just being the smaller girl's little spoon, she was being Liv's butt slut.
As if the zombie realised she was actually doing the human the favour with this treatment Liv started to up the ante, although initially not with stronger and faster thrusts. No, it started off more subtle than that, with Liv gently kissing Peyton's neck, which was again a very familiar thing that one girl was receiving for once while being ass fucked. Then Liv's hands started to wander, at first just gently cupping Peyton's big tits but eventually sliding one of those hands down to her needy little cunt. That was the point that Liv picked up the pace of the butt fucking, and to make matters worse she started to whisper filthy things into Peyton's ear which made the lawyer whimpered pathetically.
"You know what I love Peyton?" Liv teased, letting those words hang in the air for a few long seconds before adding, "Your ass. Mmmmm, it really was made for fucking. And now it's mine. Ohhhhhh yeahhhhh, I own this little fuck hole you call an ass hole! Yeahhhhhhh, I fucking own it! It's mine to fuck however I want, for as long as I want, and there's nothing you can do about it, because it's mine. You're mine Peyton, mmmmm yesssssss, you cum when I want, and not before. Ooooooh, fuck yeah, I own your orgasms too. But luckily for you, I want to see you cum for me, so go ahead. Do it. Mmmmm yeahhhhh, ride me and cum like the perfect little anal loving bitch you are."
The second she had permission, which was pretty much right after Liv rolled them back into the reverse cowgirl position, Peyton started frantically bouncing up and down on the dildo, a combination of those instantly hard thrusts, combined with Liv's words and all of that build-up meaning that she came almost instantly. As always with Liv it was quickly followed by another, and another, and another until inevitably Peyton could no longer think coherently and she became nothing but a mindless anal slut frantically bouncing her butt up and down, impaling her most private hole on that big girl cock. She was barely aware of it, but then mindlessness was triggered by Liv began to thrust up into her ass, which literally made tears of joy slide down Peyton's cheek. God, how she loved this woman.
Just before she started cumming Peyton tried to desperately reaffirm Liv's words as what they were, the gospel truth, especially the part about her being whatever the other girl wanted her to be, but most importantly she was just hers. Although Peyton kind of liked being referred to as Liv's bitch, and Liv's butt slut was certainly very accurate right now. Of course the only coherent words out of her mouth at that point were Liv's name and swear words, and as soon as that first orgasm hit she was turned into a completely incoherent wreck, unable to do anything except violate her own ass and think how much she loved Liv Moore. Then not even thinking was an option for her.
Liv managed to maintain her ability to think almost throughout the sodomy, which was extremely impressive considering how butt fucking her best friend turned girlfriend was so freaking hot it was almost inevitable that she would slip into Full Zombie mode. However even though that seem to be a version of that mode which was just obsessed with sex instead of feeding it was still an extreme risk. She was risking Peyton's life, a horribly sobering thought which was enough to keep Liv from cumming for quite a while. But inevitably the constant bashing against her clit and the sheer joy of fucking Peyton's perfect little ass just caught up with her and she had a wonderfully satisfying climax, quickly followed by another, and another, and another.
Maybe one day Liv would find a way to control herself completely while sodomising Peyton. She did it so often that surely she would figure out a way eventually, but today was not that day, and eventually her eyes glazed over to a red colour as she lost complete control of her body and started brutalising Peyton's ass hole with inhuman speed and strength. Literally. Luckily Peyton's butt hole had plenty of practice taking this by now, and was naturally slutty, so this only resulted in harder and more frequent orgasms for both women. Well, and Liv's thighs smacking against Peyton's ass cheeks so roughly they not only constantly jiggled, but discoloured, and could be heard even as the submissive little butt slut squealed with joy.
This continued to be the case even after Peyton collapsed with exhaustion down onto Liv, as the now mindless zombie effortlessly lifted the human and brought her back down on her cock as she rammed up into her ass hole. Which Liv had been doing anyway towards the end, a few gentle initial thrusts quickly turning into a constant assault after Liv received her first climax. Then without warning Liv flipped them over so the brunette was lying flat down on her stomach with the white haired girl on top of her, presumably so mindless Liv could more easily emphasise her dominance over the fuck hole known as Peyton Charles. Because that's all Peyton was at the moment, a fuck hole for Liv's pleasure, and she was thoroughly used.
More accurately Peyton's most private hole was nothing but an orifice for her Dom Zom's pleasure, Liv relentlessly ramming the other girl's rectum with every ounce of her supernatural strength until finally she collapsed down onto the sweaty body beneath her, her eyes slowly returning to normal as she desperately gasped for breath. Then the inevitable guilt washed over her and she quickly found the adrenaline to lift herself up and check Peyton for marks, a little sign that she could have given her girlfriend her curse. Thankfully they had once again somehow avoided that, the relief almost causing Liv to collapse again. Instead she apologetically began to kiss Peyton's shoulders and neck, causing the other girl to groan, a clear sign that somehow she was still awake. Or had just woken up.
Either way Liv softly murmured, "Hey."
"Hey." Peyton smiled softly, looking over her shoulder and then frowning when she saw the look on her girlfriend's face, "Don't give me that look, we've been through this. I want it rough. I need it to be rough. I need, that. And I only want it from you."
Cutting Peyton off with a soft kiss Liv then smiled and hesitantly nodded, "Okay."
"Okay." Peyton parroted before grinning, "So, wanna see your handiwork?"
"Okay." Liv said with a lot more enthusiasm.
Peyton then grinned and then cried out softly as Liv got off of her, removing the strap-on from her ass hole as slowly and gently as possible. It still felt like something was being amputated, and when the dildo completely left her ass Peyton was left feeling horribly empty and unloved back there. Or more accurately just horribly empty, because that emptiness was technically confirming just how much Liv loved her and was willing to give her what she needed. Something she rewarded Liv for in what some might feel a bizarre way, namely lifting herself up to her knees and pointing her ass at the other girl before reaching back and spreading her cheeks to make sure that Liv got the best possible look at the butt hole she'd so thoroughly gaped.
"Wow." Liv mumbled softly, becoming lost in staring into that stretched open back door for a few long seconds.
"You like my gape baby?" Peyton grinned softly.
"Would it be weird if I said yes?" Liv asked bashfully.
"Honestly, yes." Peyton chuckled, "But I like it too. It reminds me that I'm yours. That my ass is yours. It's yours to fuck, as hard and rough as you want, until it's all loose and slutty."
Feeling her eyes threaten to turn red again Liv couldn't stop from practically growling, "That you're my bitch?"
"Damn right." Peyton confirmed, before hesitantly adding, "And I can prove it."
"I thought that's what you were doing?" Liv teased with a grin.
"I mean, what if I sucked your cock clean?" Peyton blurted out, unnecessarily adding, "Cleaning it with my mouth?"
There was a brief pause and then Liv checked, "Ass to mouth? Are you sure? Because you don't have too."
"I want too." Peyton quickly confirmed, "Please, Mistress, let me do this for you.
Another brief pause and then Liv mumbled, "Alright then... do it."
After Liv had taken her butt cherry Peyton had caught the other girl staring at her freshly gaped ass and spread her cheeks to tease her a little bit. But Liv had just kept staring lustfully for a few long seconds, before blushing and trying to make excuses, but Peyton had liked that extra twisted act too. So it had become routine for them to do it, but never talk about it, until now. The whole time Peyton wanted to bring up the subject of going ass to mouth, but never had the courage. After all it wasn't something she'd ever have even thought of doing, let alone considered doing it, with anyone else, but there was nothing Peyton loved more than degrading herself in ways she'd have never considered except for her precious Mistress.
That didn't stop Peyton from being incredibly nervous as she slowly turned around and kneel down between Liv's legs. The entire time she was glancing at Liv, who seemed almost as nervous as she did. Peyton then shut her eyes and wrapped her lips around the head of the cock. She'd fully expected to be disgusted by the taste, but somehow she wasn't. In fact as seconds turned into minutes she found herself increasingly liking the taste, once again confirming she was even more twisted than she thought. Peyton even moaned softly as she started bobbing her head on the dildo, which caused Liv to sigh in relief and smile down at her.
In that moment Peyton looked up and the former best friends and now girlfriends locked eyes for a few long seconds and then Peyton closed her eyes again and concentrated on the blow job. She then sighed happily as Liv began gently stroking her hair while swearing softly in disbelief, clearly in awe of just how depraved she was. Although really it was how depraved both of them were, as Liv seemed to thoroughly enjoy the show Peyton put on for the next few long minutes, the lawyer not stopping until she got every drop of her own ass cream. Which meant shoving that cock deep into her mouth and eventually down her throat, which caused the most wonderful words to escape Liv's lips, which in turn made Peyton's heart flutter, as she wasn't sure there had ever been truer words.
"God Peyton, you really are the perfect bitch." Liv beamed.
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