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Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for. But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again? But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out? And most of it all, why does the school looks like it did just a moment before the apocalypse began? ********** Discord link: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr **********

MotivatedSloth · Fantasy
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Fulfiling Mathew's request (r18)

"This is surprisingly nice," Nadia muttered through a light moan of pleasure.

She rested herself against Mathew's chest, allowing the stream of water to wash the blood off her body while Mathew's hand rubbed a cheap school soap into her skin.

"And we are saving the water too," Mathew commented.

Having his crush and a long-time friend hugging him while naked and soaked in wet and covered in foam from the soap made Mathew barely capable of thinking.

Nadia's warmth, the softness of her skin, the small twitches that would shake her whenever Mathew rubbed his hand against her back a little harder...

"It's a pity we never got this kind of relationship before the world went bonkers," Mathew muttered.

It wasn't a topic that he wanted to bring up with his girl as they took a steamy shower together. Yet, with his mind full of how close she was to him, Mathew couldn't really control his thoughts anymore.