A Love That Happened Pre-Z (Murphy X Reader) (Z-Nation Fanfiction)

Nightmare To Fantasy (LEMON)

Running, that's the only way to describe the way we were moving, and we weren't stopping. Then, I stopped just me and I saw nothing but darkness. Then a voice called,

"Come on, (Y/N)!"

'That voice..Murphy.' The voice of the man I am in love with sounded so very near to me and yet I didn't see him.

"Murphy!" I yelled, looking everywhere and not seeing him. Finally, he appeared in front of me and I sighed wrapping my arms around his torso, embracing him.

"Murphy you scared me." I breathed, looking up at him, but he wasn't there...just a Z.

Gasping, I sat up quickly and Murphy was looking at me, asking,

"(Y/N)?" I wrapped my arms around his neck and sighed,

"Murphy?" He wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up, asking,

"What's wrong?" Clinging to him, tears rolled down my checks and I shook my head, replying,

"Nightmare." He looked around and commented,

"You were screaming. Warren is going check the perimeter, but we've got to move. Now." He moved one of his arms under my knees and carried me out to the truck, making sure not to attract any unwanted attention to us. I was trembling, slightly, making Murphy look at me with eyes full of worry.

"Don't look at me like that." I whispered to him, covering my face with my hands and lowering my head, as Warren got into the driver's seat. Everyone else loaded up, Doc getting in the front, Addy and Mack sitting in the bed with 10k. Cassandra sitting on the other side of Murphy.

"Is she okay Murphy?" Warren asked, driving away from the building that we were staying in. He looked at me and sighed, putting his arm around my shoulders as he said,

"No. But I've got her Warren." I looked up at him and his blue eyes were trained on me, almost looking through me. Looking away from me, he stayed quiet and didn't push me for answers, but I could still feel his concern radiating off of him.

Time Skip to Two Hours Later

I was looking out of the window and I had my hand on Murphy's leg, keeping my contact with him for my own sanity. Though the contact that I chose, seemed to be having an impact on Murphy. Warren stopped the truck at a rundown house and said,

"We're gonna stay here for the night. If you start screaming again (Y/N), I'm going to assume the worst. Besides, here I don't think many Z's will hear you." I looked at her and nodded, staying quiet. Murphy reached over me and opened the door, climbing out. He pulled me into the house and up the stairs, to the master bedroom.

"Murphy?" I gasped, squeaking when he threw me into the bed and climbed over me, whispering huskily,

"No more talking." He pulled off my shirt and kissed down my neck, leaving red marks. Panting, I pushed his head down and he smirked, against my skin. 

"My, my. Eager, aren't we?" He teased, tugging at the hem of my jeans.

"Shut up." I growled, gasping as he made his way down to the lower half of my body. 

"Alvin~" I moaned, arching my back into him, but he pulled away from me, shocked. I whimpered when he pulled away, but realizing what I had said, I looked at him wide eyed saying,

"I'm sorry." 

"Babe, it's fine...But I haven't been called that since-"

"Our wedding." I interrupted him, pushing him onto his back and straddling his hips. My actions surprised him and I hummed, whispering,

"You remember that; don't you?" He grabbed my hips and tried to pull me closer to him. The friction from this action caused me to shudder and continuing, grinding against him,

"I remember it fondly." I pulled off his shirt and pressed my mouth to his, creating unwanted friction. He huffed and sat up, pulling off his pants. 

"You're a minx (Y/N)." He panted, flipping our positions and pulling off my jeans, he rubbed me through my panties. 

"Ah~" I moaned, reaching down and pulling at the hem of his boxers. He took them off fully and groaned as I stroked his length. 

"Hm. Like what I'm doing, Murphy?" I teased, rubbing his tip his my thumb and reaching down I pulled off my panties, panting.

"Enough of this." Murphy growled, moving and pushing himself inside of me, groaning. 

"You're so damn tight." He huffed, trusting into me at a slow pace and making me arch my back into his body. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he began to move faster, his breaths becoming shaky. I grabbed his bicep and panted, moaning,

"M-Murphy~" The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, along with our breathy moans. He twitched inside of me and I panted,

"I'm close." 

"No, no, no. Not yet, baby. Wait just awhile longer." He panted, lifting one of my legs over his shoulders and going deeper into me, making me gasp. 

"Come on.. Come on!" He was groaning, more to himself. 

"Murphy. AH~ I can't. Please!" I begged, panting and bucking my hips. He twitched again and groaned as my walls tightened around him.

"Now, baby. Do it, now." He panted, groaning as he released inside of me. His release sent me over the edge and he continued thrusting into me, panting,

"Mhm. Yes~" My nails made indention marks on his arm, some of them bleeding. He pulled out of me and rolled over, laying next to me. We were panting and he pulled the covers over us, asking,

"Better from earlier?" 

"Much." I responded, cuddling up next to him and laying my head on his chest. 

"Cigarettes?" He asked, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me closer to him. Sighing, I rolled over and pulled out a pack from my bag. Opening it, I handed him one and laid on my back, throwing the square thing back in my bag. 

"Mm...You know, babe, they don't know that my name is Alvin. Let's keep that between us. Hm?" He said, muffled, through the smoke he was inhaling. Chuckling, I hummed and nodded, replying,

"Of course, baby."