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The next morning, Maggie was woken up due to the sounds of people outside her window. Hilltop's people working, talking, and going about their daily routines. Through tired eyes, Maggie could already see that the colony was teeming with activity and that the sun was high in the sky.
'Damn! How long have I've been in bed for?' Maggie wondered to herself. She wipes her face and stretches. Her body was still naked from her kissing, fucking, and making up with Elijah from the night before. She must've been more out of it than she thought. She's still sore. Still tired. Still not ready to get up just yet.
She extends her arms above her head in a stretch, yawning before she turned over, reaching for Elijah. She was fully expecting to find her young husband still in bed with her. Still naked, which meant she'd get to touch and caress his naked body. She and he may have properly made up last night. But, she was still down for another round.
Plus, she figured that their relationship was still on the mend. So, it couldn't hurt to blow off a little more steam. Her man was young. He had plenty of energy. Plenty of stamina. And plenty of nut to fill her up with. He could make their bed rock all morning and still have the vigor to work all day until the sun went down. In fact, that sounded like a lotta fun right now!
And that's pretty much all Maggie had planned for right now. Stay late in bed and just kiss, caress, and make love to her man's strapping, sexy, and eventual sweaty body.
But, when she laid her hand on his side of the bed... where she'd normally cuddle into his back or his side... she found that he was gone. And gone for quite a while as the bed was cold on his side. And he was nowhere to be found. Maggie's been up for about 10 minutes. Her eyes were wide open! How did she miss him being gone?
She goes to get up and is immediately hit with a head rush. 'Whoa! Where did that come from all of a sudden?' She was still sleepy... hell, she was still tired. But, she didn't feel sick until she sat up.
Just then, the door to her bedroom opened up and in walked Elijah. Fully dressed, geared up, and ready to go somewhere...
...
...
...Dammit!
Elijah looks over at her resting form still under the covers and he frowns in concern. "Hey, babe. Are you alright?"
"Fine." Maggie says as she lies her head back down on her pillows.
Elijah then pushes the door close before approaching. "Are you sure? You missed breakfast this morning."
'Damn!' Maggie thinks to herself. She was asleep a lot longer than she thought.
"We were all expecting you down for about an hour now. You being M.I.A. isn't like you. I was starting to get a little worried about you." Elijah goes on to say. "I came up here twice to check in on you. But, you must not have heard me. You were still knocked out both trips."
"So, how come you didn't wake me up?" Maggie asks, her voice all groggy.
"I figured that you must've really needed your sleep." Elijah says. "And I remember what happened last time I tried to wake you up. My eye might've healed up. But, I still feel the sting when you clocked me."
"I didn't hit you *that* hard, you big baby." Maggie says.
"So you say." Elijah says. "You weren't on the receiving side of that elbow. I learned the hard way that if I have to come and wake you up again in the future... I know to do it from a safe distance."
"You really think you're funny, don't cha?" Maggie chastises.
"Yeah, I do okay." Elijah says with a side smirk.
"Did you, at least, save me a plate?" Maggie asks.
"Yep." Elijah says. "It should still be pretty warm right now. So, you won't have to worry about reheat it too much."
Maggie smiles and sighs contently. "You're my savior, baby. I love you."
"I love you, too." Elijah says. he then comes in closer towards Maggie. "Are you sure that you're doing alright?"
"Still a little sore from last night." Maggie says, rubbing her eyelids. She then looks right at him and tilts her head. "You really put it to me good, sugar plum. Say..." She then throws off the cover, revealing her naked body and she then slowly parts her legs. "...You up for a repeat performance?"
Elijah's eyes immediately drift downward to her spread legs and sees her pussy. She looks like she's already wet and still pretty red from their activities from the night before. He fails to resist licking his lips. He wouldn't mind diving in that again so soon.
But, he's quick to regain his senses. "Y'know... I would. I *totally* would. But, I promised the Ericson kids that Lydia and I'd show them around and take them to see the other communities." Elijah comments.
Maggie scoffs. "They're still here? It's been, what, 3 weeks already?"
Elijah gives his wife a look of disbelief. "It's only been 2 weeks, Mags."
"Oh, yeah... right." Maggie says. "Well... not to sound too inhospitable... but, why are they all still here?"
"At Hilltop?" Elijah questions. "Well, after Lydia and I made contact that first time, Clementine has been very clear that they'll dealing directly with either her or me. They trust only us to help them navigate their shaky trust of adults. And, since Ezekiel told us to build and ensure trust by any means..."
"...You invited them to come and stay with us here at the Hilltop." Maggie finishes for him.
"Uh-huh." Elijah hummed.
"Well, that's-... Wait. Didn't they already do the whole meet 'n greet thing with the other community leaders?" Maggie asked.
"They did." Elijah says. "But, now that we're all making nice now, I just thought that it would be cool if they saw some of the inner workings of each community."
"You've taken care of them the whole time they've been here." Maggie comments. "Can't Lydia or somebody else take care of that?" Maggie asks. Upon seeing Elijah's bewildered expression, she adds, "Not that you haven't been a gracious host. But, come on. You've already done more that what's been expected. You're allowed a break. And like you said, they also trust Lydia. So, why not let her take the reins for a while."
Elijah had a mixture of unease and uncertainty.
Maggie already knows what he's thinking. He wants to do the right thing. He's always taken his job so seriously. And he's accepted the responsibility of the Ericson kids when no one asked him to. She knows that Ezekiel had become something of a father to Elijah. And like any son, he would want to make the Commonwealth's Governor happy. Just like how Hershel wants to make his stepdad happy.
But, sometimes... you gotta invite more people into your circle of trust. The old saying that your friends are now mine stems from the relationship you've built with someone. And that relationship has to be valuable enough to where they trust and wish to gain a connection with those you consider to be valuable to you. For this instance... The Ericson kids trust Elijah. They have a relationship with him and Lydia. And, right now, they're getting to know others from the other communities.
And, in this case... they really need that time to bond in order for the coalition to include that young kids as well.
Maggie sits up in bed to better commune with her husband. "Look at me, baby."
Elijah does.
"Listen..." Maggie asks."... I know that Ezekiel meets to you. I know you don't wanna let him or the Ericson kids down. But, right now... while they're building a connection with the other communities, it'll be better if they do it on their own. They need to build their own rapport with the Coalition. And I think the best way they can do that is if they didn't have you to hide behind. Elijah, they're smart kids. They've survived the end of the world. Fending off Walkers and other people who wanted to use them as soldiers and/or slaves. I trust them to make their own distinction as to who they can confide in and who they can't. You understand what I mean?"
Elijah lets his wife's words sink in. He hears her. He does! He just wanted to make sure that everything goes over smoothly is all. He knows that the Coalition can be of great benefit to them as he believes that Ericson can be of great value to the Coalition. Hell... that other new community they're working with: New Richmond... their collaboration was already paying dividends in little to no time.
Okay.
Elijah'll trust Lydia to take things from here. "Okay. I'll radio Lydia now and have her take them out without me."
Maggie smiles at this. "Good." She then rolls over and crawls on top of the mattress... sliding her legs over the covers and turns to where her ass sticking straight out at him. "...Because I'd really like to have my handsome husband to myself every now and again." She then started twerking that ass and dryhumping the bed.
Elijah's jaw hits the floor! His cock is already growing rock solid and he was on the verge of tearing that ass up all over again! And then he noticed that not only was their drapes open but so was the window itself. "Uhh..." He started to say. "Baby... what're you doing? We can't get into anything freaky with the window open."
"So, close it back." Maggie says as she was now rotating her hips. She wiggles her hips, causing that ass to jiggle. And she soon sits up on her legs and get acts as though she was grinding herself into the side of the mattress. All while giving Elijah those sexy ass bedroom eyes!
Elijah knew that look all too well. And if he didn't act fast, Maggie was gonna tackle him to the floor and hump him down there, in clear earshot of the whole community. And poor Hershel. He'd better act fast! Pulling out his radio, he calls out to Lydia. "Hey, Lydia?"
Lydia keys in her radio. "Go for Lydia."
"Hey, look... something's come up." Elijah says. He was deeply engrossed in his wife's hips and that ass bouncing like it was in the fucking water. "Maggie's not feeling all that good. So, I think I need to skip this trip."
"Oh, my God!" Lydia comments. "Is she okay? What's going on?"
"Oh... just uh..." Elijah stares loving and longingly into Maggie's beautiful eyes and is bewitched by her sexy smile. She smiles at him and whispers his name. "...she's still in bed." He then sees her winking at him and sending him an air kiss. She then beckons him over. "She keeps saying that it's nothing to worry about. But, I can not worry about it. Or her. She might need me to stick closer to home. So, that's what I'm planning on doing."
"You need me to hang around, too, just in case?" Lydia asks.
"No, no!" Elijah says. "It's fine. I got her. Don't let me hold you guys up."
"Alright. Well... reach out if you need my help with anything." Lydia.
"Thanks. But I'm sure I can handle all of that." Elijah says. Realizing what he said, he quickly says, "IT! I'm sure I can handle it. Heh! Uhh... Have a safe trip!" He then tosses his radio, resulting in making Maggie laugh.
"WOW!!" Maggie says. "You sounded really convincing there. Just like a loving husband except for that fumble at the end there."
Elijah gestures for Maggie to quiet down. "Shh!! Not so loud. You're suppose to be sick in bed." He then takes a look outside.
"Oh." Maggie says. "Sorry." She says so insincerely.
Elijah then goes to the window, closes it... and goes to peek out. He sees the makeshift wagon out front with Lydia sitting at the bench, reins in hand. Sitting in the wagon itself were all the Ericson kids. Some of them were interacting with Lydia while others...
...noticeably Willy looking around. Possibly to see what everybody was doing... maybe he was checking people out, not entirely sure of who he could trust or not. Or perhaps, he was looking for Elijah. Of all those choices, the third one was the one that made the most sense when he glances up to the window where his and Maggie's room was.
Elijah then pulls the curtains close and leans back. Not wanting Willy to spot him. He might've moved a little too slowly and Willy may have spotted him already. Judging by that disappointed look on his face as Lydia drives them away may very well a good indicator. Elijah sees the gates opening up and Lydia riding towards it. He then closes the curtains completely, rubbing his chin in thought. The sound of Maggie slapping her ass captures Elijah's attention and he turns in time to see Maggie lying on her right side.
Resting with her right arm propping up her head, Maggie looks a bit playful at the moment. Those beautiful eyes and that perfect smile (that she seems to reserve only for him...) were enough to help him get over his guilt of not going with Lydia and the others. She then giggles at him. Heartily as she looks adoringly at him.
Elijah chuckles himself... somewhat uneasily. "What's so funny?" He asks.
"Not what. Who. And that who is you. You're funny." Maggie answers.
"Why do you think I'm funny?" Elijah asks.
"Because I know *exactly* what's running through your mind right now." Maggie says. "You're worried that you're disappointing Lydia and those kids down there. By backing out at the last second, you've hurt their feelings and maybe even hindered your friendship with them."
"It wasn't like I had much choice." Elijah says. "I mean... if I didn't agree to stay and left with them all anyway, I'd be a bad husband."
"Correct." Maggie says.
"But, now that I've chosen you over them, I feel like a bad friend. *Scoffs* I mean... why... why would you make me choose like that? Putting me at an unfair position like that? Why now?"
"So, you're sayin' this is all my fault?" Maggie says. "That I'm a bad person just because I wanted to spend the afternoon with my husband?"
"I'm not saying you're bad." Elijah says. "But, it's kinda on you. I mean... it's not but it is at the same time."
Looking a little offended, Maggie pushes herself up and rises to her feet. She starts over towards him, looking at him dead in the eye. She walks right up to him, closing what little distance there was between them... and she sees him down and up again. She appears to be somewhat upset right now, pressing her lips in a tight line and breathing hard. Given him a half smile, she then throws her arms around his shoulders and tilts her head. She goes in and plants a kiss to his lips. " Y'know... you're kinda cute when you get all sassy like that." Maggie says. She then moves her hips towards Elijah's, pressing her front to his. "You're such a worrier... and I love that about you. I love how you want to honor any promise you make and show people that they can trust you. And I love that even right now you feel as though you've failed them somehow. Well, lemme set the record straight, baby... you haven't hindered your friendship with any of them. You haven't. As far as they all know, you were staying put to help care for your ailing wife! What a sweet gesture. While they may be a little bummed out right now, you'll get another chance to make it up to them later. There's no real harm done, darling. It's okay." She then slides her arms down his shoulders and cups her young husband's face. " Lydia and the kids'll be fine. Lydia knows how to handle herself out there as do those Ericson kids. You don't have to worry about them. They'll be just fine. You hear me?"
Elijah then looks away for a moment in thought. He then looks his wife back in the eye and nods.
Maggie nods right back at him. "So, I was right! T hat's exactly what you had on your mind right now, didn't you?"
Elijah huffs a chortle. "It's scary just how well you know me. I hope you know I think that, too."
"I'm sure." Maggie says. "But, you see... I know you and I know your every thought. Though... even with your insanely hot wife standing in front of you, completely in the nude... and with all that's on your mind right now... I'm a little upset that it's not me."
"Well, now that you mention it..." Elijah says, grabbing Maggie's hips and pulls her crotch right up to his.
Feeling his hardening length, Maggie hums a moan. She looks down briefly before she looks Elijah back in his eye. "There's more like it." She then slides her hands down his arms and grabs onto his hands. Interlocking their fingers, she backs up taking Elijah with her. "Maybe I can help you keep me in mind..."
"You can?" Elijah asks. "How?"
Maggie then lies down with her legs over the edge of the bed and opens them towards him. Seeing her visibly wet pussy and her now massaging and palming her pussy, he looks up to see Maggie now resting the back of her head on her right arm. "By having you ram that big, thicc, succulent cock balls deep in my pussy!"
Elijah grins mischievously. "That'll do it!" as he reaches over his back, grabs a fistful of his shirt and pulls it up over his head. He tosses it aside as he quickly undoes his belt and lowers his pants and drawers, now as naked as his wife again. He then strokes himself off. "You want me to eat you out real quick?"
"Just whip it in." Maggie says. "We can save all that oral shit for later. Right now, Momma just wants to get dug out!"
"Works for me!" Elijah says, right before he playfully doves on top of Maggie, much to her initial surprise and delight. Elijah, stopping himself from falling on top of Maggie by pressing his open palms on the mattress... rests his hips in between Maggie's parted knees and slips his now hard dick inside of her and began to plow his wife's sweet pussy, eliciting a pleased moan out of her!
SOME TIME LATER...
Everyone at Hilltop continued on with their day: Working in the garden, working as black smiths, tending to the horses, etc. And coincidently, most of everybody was outside! Completely unaware... (Or, perhaps, they were... just pretended like they didn't or ignored it as best they could...) of what was happening in the 2nd story room right above their heads. Of their leader and her husband getting it in as they carry on like it was business as usual.
Sounds of the bed rocking, the headboard banging against the wall, (facing the window Elijah was just looking out of...) along with Elijah's grunting and Maggie's moaning were muttered due to the closed Bedroom window and the reinforced walls to help keep the old place standing. Faintly behind the window, Maggie yells, 'Give it to me! Oh, yes! Oh, fuck yes! Fucking fuck me! Harder, baby! Harder!!' And Elijah yelling at her, 'Yeah! Fucking take that dick! Fucking take that shit! Ahh!! Ahh!! GodDAMMIT!! SHIT!!' *Grunting with effort!* Every pelvic thrust results in loud, hard impacts sounds of flesh colliding with flesh. Rhythmically. Over and over again! Combined with Maggie and Elijah's loud, unrestrained moans!
For any of the poor souls who were inside right now... at the wrong place at the wrong ('right') time... would hear things that they'd never unheard a bit more clearly!
IN MAGGIE & ELIJAH'S BEDROOM...
Unless, of course, you're a complete pervert and degenerate who gets off on hearing people getting in on behind closed doors. In which case, you'd be in the right place!
Like this creepy old fuck who was now coming upstairs to listen in as Maggie and her young husband were in the throes of passion! A creepy old fuck that no one had laid eyes on before... was creeping up the stairs, visually eager to hear more of what Maggie and Elijah had going on. On top of the old mattress creaking and the hard banging up against the opposite wall, this nasty old bastard could hear-...
"Oh! OOh-Oh! Ahh!! Oh, my God!! Yeah!! YEAH!! Come on!! Take it!! Take it!!" Maggie shouted. "That's what I like! Yeah!! Yeah! AHH!! AHH!! AHHH-AH-AH!!"
Soon then, Elijah joined in with her, shouting, "ARGH!! AHH!! MotherFUCK!!"
"FUCKING RAM IT UP IN THERE!!" Maggie shouted. "Gimmit!!... Gimme-gimme that young dick! God! I fucking love your cock! I do! Yeah, I do! Fuck, I love your cock... I love your balls slapping up against my clit!! Come on! Come on! Yeah-yeah, baby! Yeah!!"
"Uh! Uh! Argh! SHIT!! Damn, baby! Your pussy is STILL TIGHT!!" Elijah shouted. "How is it still so tight?! I just stretched you out again last night!" He mentions before he stops for whatever reason!
"She missed you, baby!" Maggie says. "She loves it when you feed her that salami you call a 'dick'!"
"But, I was just 'feeding' it to her not even 12 hours ago!" Elijah comments.
"That was 12 hours ago, baby!" Maggie says. "She's been depraved of that magic snake for half the day! You don't get between a girl and her snack!"
Elijah bursts out into laughter at that! He then resumes pounding her sweet pussy, making the headboard bang against the wall and getting Maggie moaning again!
Meanwhile, this old bastard was now creeping towards the loving couple's closed bedroom door, licking his lips and pressing his ear up against it. He hears Elijah and Maggie moaning together and hers over his! Whispering indistinct sweet nothings to each other and even kissing passionately.
"Beat you miss seeing my ass bounce and clap, don't cha?!" Maggie asks in a taunt.
"Yeah!! But, I'll settle for these titties!" Elijah says. "Look at those fucking titties!!"
"Yeah?! You like seeing these titties bouncin'?" Maggie questions.
"Mm-Hmm!" Elijah hums. He then goes on to grunt with effort, causin' the box spring of the bed sound like it was being hit harder and the bed squeaked even louder.
"Huh?! You love watching Mama's big titties bounce?!" Maggie questions. "They're yours! Uh-Huh! Yeah, they're all yours!" Maggie lets out an uncontrollable moan, sounding almost like she was wailing. But, she wasn't! She was clearly loving every second of this! "I love getting railed like this!
"Mmm!" Elijah grunted. The headboard was striking the wall even harder now! To the point where just about everyone could hear it! "Uhh!! YEAH!! Uhh!! Oh, yeah! oh, yeah! C'mon! Mmm!"
Maggie's moaning were starting to become more rhythmical! How ever Elijah was hitting it, he was hitting it that Maggie was making music with her moans! "OH, GOD! OH, GOD!! Ooh, yes! RIGHT THERE! RIGHT THERE! RIGHT THERE! GET IT! GET IT! FUCKING DRILL THAT PUSSY!! I KNOW YOU LOVE THIS SHIT!! UHH-OHH!! Oh! Yeah! That's right! That's it, baby! bite down on my nipples! I love that! Fucking bite on 'em! Squeeze 'em! Make me feel it, baby!"
"OOHH-OH FUCK YEAH!!" Elijah then lets out a loud humming noise and this nasty bastard hears what he can only describe as a sucking sound!
"Oh, yeah! Suck my titty!" Maggie says. "Suck on those big, white titties! They're yours, baby! They're there just for you!! Just for you to suck on! Just for you to suck on! Yes! Yes! YES! YES!! WHEW!!" Sweet Jesus! Baby, you KNOW you in this fucking pussy!" She says. "You know you own this pussy!"
"Yeah? Say this pussy is mine!!" Elijah demanded!
"It's yours!" Maggie says.
"Say it louder! Say it's mine!!" Elijah says.
"IT'S YOUR PUSSY, BABY!! IT'S ALL YOURS!! TAKE IT!! TAKE IT!! DO WHATEVER YOU WANT WITH IT!!" Maggie shouted! "Oh, God! Ooh! Ooh, baby! Oh, God, I love you! You fucking get in there! You get there!"
"Oh, FUCKING SHIT!!" Elijah says. "Ahhh!! I got it! No! STOP!! LET ME!! I'll play with your pussy! You don't touch it unless I say! You don't play with it unless I say! I'm the one who owns this shit, remember?! You don't do anything I don't say do! YOU GOT IT?!?"
"NOT A PROBLEM!! FUCK YES!! THAT'S IT!! I LOVE IT WHEN YOU TAKE CONTROL LIKE THIS!!" Maggie comments, sounding genuinely happy!
Right outside their door, this nasty motherfucker was now digging into his pants. Grabbing ahold of his cock and starts to stroke it. He closes his eyes and places an eye to the door to get more outta what he was hearing!
"OH-OH-OH, SHIT!! YEAH-YEAH!! RIGHT THERE!! AHHH-AH-AH!!" Maggie says. "Ooh, Shit! Jesus CHRIST!! Keep goin'! Keep goin'! OOoh! That feels GOOOOD!!"
"You like that, baby?!" Elijah asks.
"YES!! YOU KNOW HOW TO MAKE ME FEEL GOOD!!" Maggie shouted. "YOU KNOW HOW I LIKE IT, BABY!! SHIT, I CAN FEEL YOU POKING MY BLADDER!!" She says, resulting in Elijah's laughter. "I'M SO SERIOUS!! I think you fucking bruised my bladder!"
"Oh, SHIT!!" Elijah exclaimed, sounding alarmed and genuinely concerned. "You want me to stop?"
"FUCK NO!! YOU DON'T FUCKING STOP!! KEEP GOIN'!! IT'LL HEAL UP JUST FINE!! FUCKING KEEP FUCKING THIS PUSSY!! KEEP GOING UNTIL YOU CUM IN ME!!"
"You want me to cum in you?!" Elijah asks.
"YES!! YES!! I W-... I WA-... I WANT YOU TO... TO CUM IN ME!!" Maggie struggled to get out.
"YEAH?! YOU WANT ME TO MAKE YOU PREGNANT, BABY, HUH?!?" Elijah asks. "You wanna get knocked up?! You want me to give you that baby?! Well, gimme that pussy, then! Gimme that pussy, then! C'mon! Give it-... Give it up! Give it-give it-give it! Goddamn, girl! Bet you never had like this!"
"WHEW!!" Maggie says.
"You ain't ever had like this! Hell, yeah! C'mon! I'ma nail that ass!" Elijah says.
"CHRIST!!" Maggie exclaims! "FUCK ME!!"
"YEAH, I'MA NAIL THIS FUCKING ASS!! COME ON AND TAKE THIS SHIT!!" Elijah says.
"JESUS... OH, GODDAMN!!" Maggie says.
"YOU FEEL THAT?!? YEAH, I'M POKING THAT PUSSY!!" Elijah says.
"YES!!!" Maggie screams.
"POKE THAT PUSSY!! C'MON, FUCKING SAY 'MEOW!!" Elijah orders.
"*MEOW*!" Maggie complies.
"SAY 'MEOW'!" Elijah orders.
"*MEOW*!" Maggie complies.
"SAY 'MEOW'!!" Elijah orders.
"*MEOW*!!" Maggie complies.
"MEWL!!" Elijah orders.
"*MEOW*!!" Maggie complies.
"MEWL!!!" Elijah orders.
"*MEOW*!!!" Maggie complies.
"ALL UP IN THAT SHIT!! OH, DAMN!! I FEEL LIKE I'M FUCKING VELVET!!" Elijah shouts.
Maggie bursts out into laughter!
"AWW, SHIT!! OOooh, SHIT!!! I'm gonna fucking cum! I'ma fucking cum! I'MA FUCKING CUM!!" Elijah says desperately.
"You know how I want it! Fucking cum in me!" Maggie orders.
"Yeah, you gonna have my fucking baby!! YOU GONNA HAVE ALL MY FUCKING BABIES!! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK, YEAH!! WHEW!!!"
"HEY!!"
A loud feminine voice sounds, startling the old creepazoid!
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!?"
The old Pervert zips up his pants and rebuttons it quickly. He then looks over his shoulder to see Bertie staring him down like he was trespassing! "Oh-oh... I'm a... I'm so sorry! I was wondering if there was a bathroom up here."
"There aren't any!" Bertie says. "None that work! But, you can feel free to go back outside the walls, where you came from, and dig a hole! You can piss and shit in it all you like, then!"
The creeper presses his lips tightly together and nods. "Right! Sure!" He goes to leave and stops himself. "Y'know... I'm not here to cause any trouble! I'm new around here! I'm not all that familiar with how things work!"
Bertie, not buying any of his bullshit, scoffs. "Well, the way it works is... when a couple in love are making it... we don't hang around their bedroom doors and listen in! That ain't at all how we do things! And we don't come and go in strange places and make ourselves welcome without making our presents known!" She then walks up to him and whips out her machete, causing the man to hold his hands up in surrender. "Y'know, there've been a lot of new faces coming and going around here. I know that it's easy to lose track of who's who. It's easy not to remember everybody's name and face. Which makes it incredibly easy to slip in and out without drawing attention. But, you see, I consider myself pretty damn good with faces. Not so much with names. And I can say that... I've never seen yours anywhere before. Now, who are you? Where're you doin' here?!" She asks as she creeps closer to the creep.
"Now, hold on!" The Creep says. "Hold on! Take it easy! Look, I mean you no harm! I-I-I swear it!"
Bertie scoffs. "Kinda fooled me! You didn't answer me and I'm not gonna ask again."
"Listen." The Pervert says. "Listen. I'm... Filip! Filip. Yeah, I was apart of Negan's group back at this... place called 'Riverbend'. We were under attack by men in white suits and many of our people died. I was forced to run and got separate from the rest of my group. I was sure they were all killed. But... while some from your group, I believe some of my friends joined you guys here, right? I-I mean, I believe you've welcomed some of my friends in here, didn't you?"
Bertie doesn't answer him.
The pervert then nods and says, "Right. Umm... well, while they were out there, they were taking care of them of the unalive... many of which had me-..." He pauses when he hears the door to Maggie and Elijah's bedroom open and he turns to see Elijah, wearing pants and no shirt... and Maggie, wearing a shirt and some panties... both step out. Staring daggers at their unfamiliar intruder, they were both holding Elijah's Kamas in their right hands. He sees them and he automatically knows that they were 'unalive' him if they detect the slightest sense of bullshit out of his mouth. "...had-... had me-... had me boxed in this old station wagon." He then turns to face Bertie again. He then sees two others joining Bertie behind her. He saw that he had Maggie and Elijah at his back and Bertie and two unknowns at his front. 5 against 1 weren't great odds... so, he knows he needs to be smart about this. "...anyway... after they unintentionally saved my life... I stepped out to thank them and that's when I found out that I wasn't the last one left who came out of that complex. A few of them told me about where they were and had offered to vouch for me here. I hope that that isn't a problem?"
Nobody...
...said...
...a...
...word.
They were all just too busy, staring him down... almost daring him to do something stupid. He looks over his right shoulder to see the mixed race couple both ready to lunge at him... and he turns to see Bertie and the two gentlemen behind ready to pin him to the wall.
He looks back and forth, not sure what else he needed to do or say in order to get out of this situation alive. He couldn't tell if anyone of the five believe him nor does he know what anybody is thinking. All he knows is... he was just a few seconds away from possibly shitting himself. Good thing he was wearing his shitting pants, eh?
The tension mounts as the 3 in front and the 2 in back all stare him down. He can feel the burning glare of the older woman and the younger man behind him as they bore four holes in his back and in the back of his head. And he can't hear anything over his labored breathing and his heart hammering in his ears! He gets the impression that he might've fucked himself by spinning the yarn he did... thinking now that it was smarter to not say anything. Better yet, it would've been better if he didn't get caught perving!
" Y'know..."
The Creep turns when he hears Maggie speak at last.
"... showing up at the gate, introducing yourself, offering how you can help out in the Hilltop, and then asking to be let in... All of that would've worked out a helluva better for you then just hopping over the wall and spinning that ridiculous story about how you were once in Negan's group. Everyone who lives here gives in detailed reports of what they find, who and what they bring back, and who and what they came across while out there. Nobody mentioned anything about seeing another survivor from Riverbend!"
"If your supposed friends saw you while they were putting down walkers, why wouldn't they mention you?" Elijah asks. "Matter of fact, why didn't they just bring you along? Oh, don't tell me! You weren't too sure how the people inside these walls were gonna react to seeing you. So, you decided to hang back."
"Until now, apparently." Maggie says.
The Old Pervert knew he was caught! He knew he was screwed now. "Eh... ah... I-..."
"GET OUT!!" Bertie exclaimed. "GO!!! Get your ass back over the wall where you came from!!"
The Creep then dashes for the stairs only for the two guards behind Bertie to stand in his way.
"And just to make sure that you aren't tempted to come back..." Maggie says. "...Eduardo and Amos here are gonna escort you to a nice little cozy place we used to call 'The Sanctuary'..."
The old Bastard's eyes widen and his eyebrows arch upon hearing that name.
"...that we now use as a prison of sorts..." Maggie says. "If you trying are who you say you are, you can cool off there until we can confirm your story! Your 'friend' tends to wander two and fro... never in one place for too long. So, it may takes some time before we can send him your way. You'll be behind a fence and you'll have plenty of walls between you and a herd of walkers."
"Feel free to make yourself at home." Elijah says. "Maybe even dig a nice, deep hole... or several for you to piss and shit in!!"
"Or to throw yourself in!" Bertie says, which earns her a deep, loathing scowl from the pervert. "Now, piss off! Eduardo? Amos? If you please?"
Both men grab the pervert by his arms and force him downstairs towards the front door.
"Hey! Hey! Take it easy! You're gonna push me down the damn stairs! I can walk on my own just fine! Hey, EASY!!" The Pervy bastard says as he's escorted out.
"Damn!" Maggie says. "I'm beyond fucking embarrassed! I can't believe we had someone listen in on us! Hearing everything we said and were doing! God, I feel so dirty right now!"
"Well, to be fair, Maggie..." Bertie says. "We can all hear what you two are up to."
Maggie then cuts her eyes over at Bertie.
"Yeah, girl!" Bertie says. "Not for nothing... but, ya'll need to find y'alls inside voices! Because ya'll outside voices carry! Even with the reinforced walls and windows, we've given the full scoop of who's doing what and just how good one is at doing the other! We get all the details... Every time whether we want them or not! It's ear grading! And traumatizing!"
"Oh, Bertie! Stop it!" Maggie says, looking away and shielding her eyes in embarrassment.
Bertie even reenacts how Maggie sounds and some of the things she says.
"Oh, my God, stop!" Maggie says, laughing. She even hides behind Elijah. "Okay, what even is that character? I sound nothing like whoever you were trying to sound like."
"Trust me!" Bertie says. "That was me being subtle. The real exchange ya'll two do? On a whole other level higher than over-the-top!"
"We do try and be quiet!" Elijah says.
"You're not trying hard enough."
"But, none of you guys don't go out of your way to be creepy and listen in on purpose, do you?" Maggie questions.
"NO." Bertie says. "None at all! I make sure that no one tries to."
"Jesus!" Maggie says. "How'd he get in here? Did he really come over one of the walls?"
"I don't really know." Bertie comments. "He didn't come outta nowhere. And given how old he looked, he didn't seem able to climb the wall by himself. I don't wanna think it... or even say it. But... he might've had help."
Maggie and Elijah look over at Bertie, disturbed.
"'Help'?" Maggie questions. "Who would wanna help that piece of shit get in here?!"
"Probably somebody who has it out for anyone else." Bertie says. "Look... you know who my number #one suspect is."
"No, no." Maggie says. "We're not gonna do that. We're not gonna go off on blind accusations and speculations. Let's just... let's just keep a better eye out on the people coming and going from now on. Nobody hangs around or travels with an unfamiliar! Get it?"
"Got it." Bertie says.
"Good." Maggie says.
"By the way, Bertie..." Elijah starts to say, gaining both Bertie and Maggie's attention. "What made you come up here? Did you get eyes on the old guy and follow him up here?"
"Actually, no." Bertie says, she then leans down and puts up what looks like a plate covered up. "I came up here to leave the plate that you left behind after breakfast. We were in the middle of getting ready for lunch... cleaning up and preparing the food when somebody noticed that you left your plate behind. Somebody would've come up here and bring it to Maggie when ya'll got all wrapped up in each other."
"Oh, yeah!" Elijah says. "I forgot all about that."
"I figured." Bertie says. "So, I was on my way up here to leave it nearby for Maggie to eat after you were all done. That's when I saw that nasty old fuck."
"Well, we can worry about the creepy old bastard later." Maggie started to says. "Right now, I'm starving! You picked a great time to bring that up! I'm gonna need it build my strength back up!"
"Here you go!" Bertie says. "I heated it up a bit so it wouldn't be so cold when you ate it. I even brought up a little something to help wash it down!"
"Bless you, Bertie." Maggie says, taking the plate from her. "You've come through for us in more ways than one today."
"I figured whatever kept you in bed late this morning... you'd DEFINITELY need it after you were through with Elijah!" Bertie says.
"Oh, we're not through!" Maggie says, with a mouthful of food.
Bertie looks over at her in disbelief. "As soon as I finish this, we'll be sneaking in another round! We should be done, hopefully, once Lunch is ready!"
"Yeah." Bertie says sounding disgusted. "Sure. Here you go!" She then hands Elijah Maggie's drink.
"Oh, by the way, Bertie!" Maggie says. "Can you... or Elijah... can one of you two bring up some beets smothered in peanut butter? I've been craving some since last night!"
Elijah frowns before looking at Bertie.
While Bertie, immediately knowing where that was coming from, simply says, "No worries. I got it! You two do you."
Elijah looks after Bertie as she leaves. He then looks at Maggie as she goes back into their room. He then looks at the floor in utter confusion. Not knowing what to make of the whole 'Beets smothered in peanut butter' thing."
Maggie turns to her left and notices that Elijah was just standing there. "Honey?"
Elijah then looks over his right shoulder at her. "Huh?"
"You coming?" Maggie questions.
"Uhh..." Elijah drags out as he looks back downstairs and then back at her. "...yeah. Sure."
Maggie then goes into the room while Elijah, not too far, behind her. Following her in, Elijah lets out a startled exclamation before being pulled into the room!
"Gimme more cock NOW!!" Maggie says right before she kicks the door closed!