Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse-Chapter 245: Sword Training (R-18)
One of the amenities in the island was a small gymnasium that had complete sets of equipment. This was for them to keep in shape even if they don’t go to the docks to fight zombies.
Inside one of the halls, two people were having a spirited kendo match.
Pak! Pak! Swoosh! Pack!
The sound of bamboo swords clashing occupied the halls, followed by the squeaking sound of their quick footwork.
Their movements were deliberate as they circled around each other, exchanging swift strikes and parries.
This was Jacob and Khalifa. Khalifa’s hair was tied in a neat ponytail and she was wearing comfortable and fitted gym clothes, while Jacob was also wearing jogging pants and a loose shirt.
The two of them clashed with grace and precision, trying to win the other with calculated movements. In the end though, Jacob managed to one up her and swipe the sword off her hand, making her put her free hands on her hips, tutting cutely.
"How is it?" She asked after recovering from her loss. Jacob nodded.
"Very good," he said. "You’re really very good."
"Well, you’re a very good sword teacher."
Jacob wasn’t a kendo athlete but he did try it out. With his talent, he had been scouted many times. He had taught much to Khalifa, whose talent was also exceptional.
Although Khalifa had used her sword a lot in battles, she still lacked the technical training and she knew she could still grow as a fighter.
The two continued with their match—resuming their mesmerizing dance of blades.
The two went head to head for a couple of matches, stopping only when they were already panting and drenched in sweat.
"This should be enough?" Khalifa asked, and they looked at the man next near the walls of the gym. He was sitting leisurely there as they exercised, watching them with a blank face.
Sigmund looked at them, writing some notes in his clipboard.
"For now," he said, asking Jacob to sit down so he can get his vitals.
Khalifa stood on the side and wiped her sweat as she watched the two men do official business.
Sigmund was there to check Jacob’s stats in various conditions and he needed one where his senses were at its peak.
No matter what, it was weird to have sex in front of a scientist who’d be studying them, so they opted for a compromise.
Sigmund went ahead and recorded his vitals, the two watching his every move.
They watched him jot down a lot of notes with complex terms and some formulas.
"How is it?"
"Based on the data so far, he is human. His body just functions differently."
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Since he entered their turf, the two had been frank with him about what they knew of Jacob’s status as well as the timeline of events.
He was aware that Jacob was practically dead when she found him. He had an almost non-existent heart beat, and his body was extremely cold. This was quite different from his functions as observed today.
"My theory is that, for some reason, the virus made his functions enter a sort of suspended animation, near-death state. This was probably his body’s reaction to keep him alive.
"I have some suppositions about why this is…" he paused, looking at the two of them in alteration, "But I won’t say anything until it’s confirmed."
"As for how he could still ejaculate during that time, that was something I had not yet figured out," he said, looking at the other man and then to his crotch.
Jacob’s eyes twitched, unconsciously stepping behind Khalifa, who chuckled at their antics.
"I still maintain the convenience of watching coitus directly."
Khalifa looked at him with a sly smile. "Do you want to watch me have sex so much?"
Sigmund’s lips pursed as he packed up. "I’ll get back to you when I have more results."
***
Khalifa watched him leave, and she felt strong arms wrap around her waist and a hot sticky breath on her ears.
"Why are you being so seductive?"
She giggled, massaging his hair as he lapped her sensitive ears. "I was just teasing him."
"Well," he said, voice slowly returning to how it was before. "I’ll make you so busy you won’t have time to tease other men."
"**
Jacob took Khalifa to the gym bathhouse. It wasn’t big as it was designed to serve only the people of the inner circle, but there were still five shower stalls for each gender.
Here, Jacob fucked Khalifa against the tiled walls, plundering her like no tomorrow. He went in and out of her quickly and Khalifa’s body bounced in his movements.
He was even more muscular than before, and his tanned skin contrasted with Khalifa’s smooth white ones.
It was reminiscent of their last time back before the apocalypse happened.
Squelch, squelch, squelch
"Ha… ah… oh, Jacob~" She mewled, tightly holding on to Jacob for dear life.
Squelch, squelch, squelch
Jacob continued to stuff her with his dick and Khalifa’s mouth parted as she moaned, succumbing to the endless passion he threw her into.
Soon, she felt her body twitch. "I’m cumming!" she yelled and Jacob’s teeth clenched as he felt her walls sucking on him. He leaned down and bit her shoulder as his hips moved at an increasing pace.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Jacob moved his hips faster and faster until he let out a masculine growl, releasing his cold seeds inside of her.
SQUELCH!!
"AHHH~" she mewled, her legs around his hips twitching as she felt his load fill her up.
Jacob’s eyes were shut as he, too, drowned in ecstasy. He eventually opened his eyes to watch his woman’s lewd face.
"How’s that for sword training?" He asked, making her chuckle. She smiled and kissed his lips, which he happily reciprocated.
"It was very good," she said, a sly smile on her face. "Again~"
Jacob smiled and he turned off the show, and the two of them continued their love making all over the locker rooms, satisfying Jacob’s very specific fantasies of fucking Khalifa in one.
