Seeking [R-18]

Born's explanation was clearly unconvincing. The leader scanned the maid squad with his gun, frowning slightly. 

"If there's a chain, there must be someone. Anyway, no problem. There's another chain. Get your people to lock the door," the leader said, putting away his gun without further hassling Born and his group. 

However, some of his men still held their guns, remaining vigilant. Born and his companions were led to the sixth floor, where they encountered about a dozen men armed with guns and dressed in camouflage. 

They appeared to be part of a rescue unit similar to Mallory's. There were quite a few of them, possibly two squads.

Born quickly assessed the situation.

"Strip!" someone suddenly ordered.

Born frowned, "Why?"

"We need to check for wounds on your body. Don't worry, our female team members will inspect your women," the man replied.

"I'm Jesse, currently acting as the temporary squad leader. What you see here are just some of our rescue unit members; the others are upstairs," Jesse explained, nodding to a few female team members.

Born also nodded to Pearl and the others.

"Mind link: inform everyone to cooperate for now, but don't sever the connection with me," Born communicated through the mental link.

Soon, Born was taken to a room for a thorough inspection. After Jesse confirmed there were no issues, his demeanor became friendlier.

"Looking at you all, you must have fought your way through the zombie blockade below, right?"

Born was taken aback and responded, "There's no zombie horde below. How long has it been since you checked?"

"Impossible!" Jesse hurriedly called on his radio.

After a while, there was still no response.

Jesse threw down the radio and ran out of the room, instructing his teammates to take care of Born's group.

When Born emerged after dressing, some members of the maid squad had already completed their inspections. However, there was an issue during Angelica's inspection.

The scar on Angelica's hand was difficult to explain, raising suspicion among the group.

Only Angelica had always been fine; if she were going to turn, she would have by now. Born could only sigh, thinking perhaps fate didn't want him to trick Angelica. Over the past five days, he hadn't let Angelica participate in any battles; instead, he had taken extra care of her.

While waiting, Born leveraged his sociable nature to chat with the squad members. This temporary squad comprised members from eight different rescue squads. Each rescue squad had 20 members, but due to heavy casualties, only about 50 people remained here.

Born couldn't help but marvel at the terrifying number of zombies. They had suffered multiple injuries along the way, but thanks to the doctor's synergy and the system's healing capabilities, they had no fatalities. However, this was a brutal apocalypse. Even well-equipped squad members faced significant losses, highlighting the severity of the situation.

Born also learned that the squad had rescued many people, all gathered in the hotel, separated into different groups. Among these people were around 80, many of whom were elite talents. Born activated the detection system, which immediately highlighted about twenty recruitable individuals in red. However, it was clear he couldn't recruit them directly.

Born's group was taken to the 13th floor, where some people were even wearing suits, looking clean and tidy. In contrast, Born and his maid squad looked like scavengers from a dump. Born decided to exchange for more maid outfits and distributed them to his team. They were also given a chance to shower. The building had a water circulation system, a massive water tank in the basement, and another on the roof. Although the water wasn't warm, a cold shower was a luxury.

While Born was still showering, there was a knock on the door.

"Born..."

It was Lane's voice.

Born was puzzled. "I'm in the shower."

The next moment, the bathroom door opened. Before Born could react, Lane had slipped into his arms.

Feeling the contact of her skin, Born nearly succumbed instantly.

"Born, I know you have many women around you now, and I can't stop you from seeking more. But I want to be your first," Lane said, then leaned in for a kiss.

Born had always felt a certain inexplicable affection for Lane. During university, Lane was the goddess in many hearts, including those of many rich heirs. Born knew all too well that besides being somewhat handsome, he had nothing else to offer. His academic performance was average, he was an orphan with no background...

Maybe even he hadn't realized how subconsciously self-conscious he was.

"I..."

Born took a deep breath, turning passive into active. The bathroom filled with the sound of heavy breathing.

Born used his tongue to part Lane's wet hair and began to continuously attack Lane's neck. Lane tilted her head back, the stimulation causing her to reflexively make suggestive movements.

After playing with her abdomen, and noticing Lane's reduced reactions, Born began to enjoy today's main course—

Gently lifting Lane's skirt, a white pair of panties was immediately revealed. Born slowly circled his finger on the panties, causing Lane to tense her legs.

After playing with her index finger, Born started to rub Lane's clitoris with his middle finger. Lane's breathing deepened, and she slowly released her grip on Born's hands. Born knew Lane was responding, but it wasn't enough. He started to unbutton Lane's top, slipping his hand inside her clothes, teasing her from her abdomen to her chest, alternating between light and heavy touches.

Lane let out a soft moan from deep within her throat. "Enjoying it? Feeling comfortable?" Born greedily said. Due to Born's stimulation, Lane's love juices began to seep out from her panties. Born knew Lane was getting excited, but he didn't remove any of Lane's clothes.

Feeling uncomfortable, Lane started to squirm, and Born took out his own penis, sliding it between Lane's pubic bone and thighs. Born could feel the dampness at the base of Lane's thighs, and Lane shrank slightly due to the warmth of Born's penis.

While continuously caressing the girl's body with his left hand, Born grabbed Lane's hand with his right hand and began to touch the lewd object protruding between Lane's lower body. Lane didn't resist. Born's penis folds rubbed continuously between Lane's garden, causing her legs to alternately weaken and tense. The tip of Born's penis brought waves of intense pleasure due to Lane's delicate touch mixed with her love juices.

Realizing he was reaching his limit, Born ejaculated between Lane's lower body, splashing onto her hand. Lane felt disgusted and wanted to wipe off Born's semen, but Born grabbed her hand and wiped it inside Lane's clothes, using it as a natural lubricant.

When the glans touched Lane's abdomen, Lane started pressing against Born's pubic bone again. The penis that was resting previously started to throb continuously. Unable to resist any longer, Born pulled down Lane's panties. Even though Lane tried to hold onto Born, Born's strength was greater.

Born directly touched the overflowing secret garden, rubbing Lane's swollen clitoris with his index finger. Lane's hands started to grip erratically, and even her back arched. Born decided to focus his attack, moving his other hand below, stimulating her front and back. His index and middle fingers penetrated the girl's honey pot together, as Born searched for Lane's sensitive spots and massaged them indiscriminately.

Lane continuously emitted soft moans, which seemed to accelerate Born's movements like a catalyst. Suddenly, Lane's body stiffened, and as Born was startled and tried to pull out his fingers, they were sucked in and couldn't be removed. With no strength left, Lane slumped against the door, so Born picked her up and placed her on the toilet, lifting Lane's legs clad in black socks over his shoulders to continue enjoying her.

"How is it, reaching climax?" Born tortured and violated with his words.

"N-no...not yet."

Born thought this girl's sexual experience must not be much, "But you're so wet down there! Is it itching a lot?" As he spoke, Born used his fingers to draw circles near Lane's vaginal entrance.

"No...uh...ah...don't..."

Born also began to stimulate Lane's nipples and abdomen, "Not yet? Then...why is it like this?"

Lane started to panic.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Born withdrew the fingers inserted inside Lane's vagina, causing Lane to convulse even more uncomfortably against Born.

The lust was already flooding between Lane's thighs, permeating the air with an arousing scent. As Born licked her this way, Lane's hands pressed against his head, arching her back. Born then used his tongue to spread Lane's labia apart, revealing the pink entrance of her vagina, a sight too beautiful to describe!

Born lifted his head to look at Lane's face, who was already closing her eyes in enjoyment. Not pleased with this, Born lightly bit Lane's labia, causing her to cry out in pain. However, Born immediately continued to stimulate Lane's clitoris, and she instantly lay back comfortably. Born fully enclosed Lane's labia, using his tongue to slowly flick back and forth inside, feeling that what was in his mouth was no longer saliva, but a mouthful of lustful fluid.

Then, moving his mouth away, Born started licking the inside of Lane's thighs. Lane's legs were truly beautiful, without any excess fat, and practically devoid of any scars. Coupled with the black socks she was wearing, it was truly enhancing her beauty.

"Your legs are really beautiful!" Born said as he caressed them. "Don't...fast...come...in...below...uh..." Lane's hands were already impatiently pleasuring herself.

Watching Lane teasing her clitoris with delicate fingers, it was unexpected that this girl was already at her peak of desire. Born stood up and lightly nibbled on Lane's ear, asking, "Do you want it?" The girl boldly grabbed Born's stiff penis and nodded.

"If you want it, then first squat down and take Born's penis in your mouth!" Born commanded. Then lifting Lane's body, Born spread his legs wide while the girl squatted between them.

Lane tentatively probed Born's penis with her fingers, tapping it now and then, feeling a bit shy. Born continued to stroke Lane's breasts through her uniform, the nipples already erect and beyond firm. Lane's lips first kissed the glans, still coated with residual semen, then her tongue started circling around the head, providing Born with stimulation from all sides. Unable to resist, Born grabbed Lane's head and pressed onto his penis, seeking more intense stimulation.

Lane's mouth kept making "popping...popping...popping" sounds, combined with the stimulating sensation of Lane's tongue in his mouth, Born felt truly comfortable to the extreme. However, Born wasn't going to let his penis lose its strength so soon. He moved Lane's head away, and as Lane blushed and looked at Born, they shared a silent understanding.

Lane straddled on top, while Born supported Lane's hips to lift her up, aligning their genitals together. Slowly pushing upwards while Lane descended downwards, they both moaned softly from time to time. They held each other still, enjoying the sensation of their reproductive organs intertwining. Making love with a beautiful high school girl in a uniform in the bathroom had reached its peak in terms of touch and sight!

After a while, Lane's hips began moving back and forth, and Born started thrusting in rhythm. Each time Lane sat down, Born felt his glans reaching Lane's cervix. Eventually, Lane took off her clothes, leaving only a messy bra and a pleated skirt dampened with lustful fluid. Finally, Lane couldn't resist anymore and laid down, allowing Born to stimulate her nipples with his tongue while holding on to her hips to thrust more forcefully.

Wanting to change positions, Born lifted Lane up, supporting her hips and thighs, pressing her back against the door. Lane turned to face Born, her back arched naturally with Born holding onto her shoulders, swaying back and forth like pushing a cart.

Lifting Lane's left leg, Born was able to penetrate deeper, and due to the angle, his thrusts stimulated Lane's sensitive spots with each movement. "Ah...hmm...Born..." Lane started biting her lip, gripping Born tightly. Born increased his thrusts with more force, and Lane let go of her reservations, starting to moan uncontrollably.

Born lifted Lane's head, kissed her lips, and Lane didn't hesitate to respond to Born. The speed of their bodies colliding increased, their breaths now accompanied by moans. "Ah... Born, I can't hold on much longer... Ah..." Lane's words were filled with a mix of pleasure and hesitation.

Born thrust harder, simultaneously rubbing Lane's clitoris and nipples vigorously. Lane's moans grew louder. "Born, I'm going to climax! Ah..." Born was on the edge, "No... Don't... Don't release inside me! Ah..." Lane pleaded.

Despite Lane's pleading and pitiful tone, Born's desire overpowered him. He continued to thrust fiercely, "Ah... Ah..." Lane's body arched like a bow, convulsing with each movement. Born's member couldn't withstand the intense pressure and the rush of climax, releasing inside Lane in waves.

Born didn't withdraw, and Lane's vagina continued to spasm. The mixture of Lane's arousal and Born's ejaculation dripped onto the floor. Lane seemed to still be in a daze, perhaps overwhelmed by Born's fuck.

Born savored the sense of conquest, while Lane could only sit weakly on the ground, her eyes vacant but seemingly still experiencing the afterglow of climax.

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When it was over, Born carried the exhausted Lane out, while the water washed away the trace of blood.

He smiled wryly, "Silly girl."

Born placed a maid outfit by the bed, covered Lane with a blanket, and then walked to the door. He opened it and found four or five people falling in. Pearl and Sibley, leading the group, stood up awkwardly and quickly left.

Born sighed again.

So many people?

Was the noise really that loud?

The members of Jesse's squad hadn't restricted their movements. Born's group occupied about ten rooms in the vicinity. Born found a suitable window, took out his binoculars, and began to observe the surroundings.

"You're right, this place is temporarily safe, but my ultimate goal is the exhibition hall," Born said, glancing at the closed doors of the exhibition hall, where hundreds of zombies roamed nearby. Some zombies perpetually lingered around the hall's windows, suggesting the presence of people inside.

The steel doors Born had seen looked impregnable, satisfying his criteria for a stronghold. But now, how could he get inside?

Just then, Jesse approached Born. "Don't bother watching. When the apocalypse broke out, the exhibition hall was transporting a valuable batch of artworks. They had a squad of thirty guards with firearms. When the outbreak occurred, they decisively shot zombies, closed the doors, and have been hiding inside ever since."

"We tried negotiating with them once, but they seem dead set on keeping the place. The exhibition hall has an independent generator, a cafeteria, and all the facilities they need to survive for a while," Jesse said with a smile, though his eyes were cold.

Born put down his binoculars, realizing Jesse's purpose. "No need to beat around the bush, Jesse. What do you want me to do?"