Shipwrecked - Chapter 150: Warning Signs (MFF creampie)

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Chapter 150: Warning Signs

Amy continued to get better through the night and the next morning. She was still weak, and Kinnon insisted she stay bed-ridden. But Amy was eating more, drinking more. Her skin looked more flush, not as ghostly pale as before. Her eyes sparkled, even as she looked sleepy. She kept Azure with her most of the time she was awake, though Kate was taking care of nursing the infant. It would probably be a week or two before Amy had recovered enough to feed Azure from her own breasts, but the signs were very encouraging.

It made me feel a million times better. I was still exhausted, but I'd gotten some decent sleep in the night, and the next morning I was back in action trying to play catchup. Again, I was pleasantly surprised by how much had gotten accomplished during the days lost to Amy's illness by those of us who helped tend her. Takino was impressive, and Nina had nothing but good things to say about his effort. He single handedly kept up progress on completing the detailing of the new buildings and worked from sunup to sundown each day without complaint. He seemed too good to be true, but I had a very good feeling about him over his first few days.

Ekoh was doing as much as possible, but he was older and less was expected. He really couldn't do much heavy lifting and too much time spent on the manual labor tasks left him winded and taking frequent breaks. That was fine, though, as there was plenty to do around camp, including fishing and gathering, to keep him busy and productive.

Kinnon was slow to rise on December 8th. Breakfast was underway as the sun crept higher, so I went to her shelter to check in. The woman was sprawled on her bed, wearing only panties, the covers pushed aside. I knelt down and said quietly, “Kinnon?”

“Mmrrmm..”

“Hey... You okay?” I asked.

“Wha... mmrrmm... yeah... yeah...”

I waited a moment and she didn't much stir. I said, “Day's getting on. How about some breakfast?”

Kinnon lay still a moment, then rolled onto her stomach, her panties wedged tightly into the crack between her buttocks. Her hands fished around the mattress and pulled back the flask. I watched her take a quick nip, then another. She groaned as she pushed herself onto her knees. Her head turned slowly to look at me, her eyes a bit unfocused, “Err... hey. Morning...”

“Morning,” I repeated.

“Sorry... not like me to be so late waking...”

“It's been a tough few days. Think you needed some extra sleep.”

“Yeah,” she agreed, “probably so...”

“Need a hand?” I asked, extending my arm to her.

“No... Just a sec,” Kinnon said, then took another swig from the flash then sealed it and stashed it beside the mattress, rising to her feet unsteadily. I stood as well and watched as the woman grabbed a shirt and a pair of dark trousers, holding them a moment. She looked at me, then dropped the clothes. “Fuck it,” she grumbled, yanking down her panties and pushing past me and heading for the cook fire.

I was worried about her. The drinking wasn't a good sign. I knew her history, what she'd told me of it, but I was beginning to believe we might find her drunk in an emergency, and the last thing we needed was a doctor unable to perform under pressure. I knelt down and unscrewed the cap on the flash, sniffing it. The vapors nearly burned my nose hairs. I recoiled involuntarily. How she could possibly drink that stuff straight was beyond me.

I looked out the door to ensure she was down by the fire. I noted a couple of faces watching the woman, the first time she'd 'gone completely native' in front of others. Even though I'd have longed to linger on the sight of her shapely ass as she bent forward slightly to scoop up some of the porridge, my mind was more interested in checking out her stash.

I looked around the shelter and quickly found a small chest which contained two bottles of alcohol with Russian labels, one full, the other with little more than a cup or so. Three more bottles were completely empty. A quick sniff confirmed this was the same as was in the flask. I wondered again what she would do when her personal supply was exhausted. Would she ask to take from the common supplies? Would she steal? A habit like hers, hard won and harder maintained, was not likely to be broken by going cold turkey. I couldn't stop the creeping concern about Kinnon's welfare, and by extension, her ability to perform her duties over the coming days.

There wasn't much to do. For the moment, I kept silent about her addiction, still not telling Hakee or the Council about what I'd seen. Kinnon hadn't exactly been hiding her frequent nips from the flask, but, as far as I knew, she also hadn't explained her past tragedy and coping mechanism to anyone but me. It was a tough burden to shoulder, but she'd trusted me, and for now, I hadn't seen enough red flags to break my promise to her and discuss her alcoholism with anyone else. I knew that moment would come, and I dreaded it.

I tried to push that aside for the day. Amy was cheerful when I had brought her breakfast, and she was reading a book when I quickly checked on her before I headed off to work on chopping wood and reshuffling the aged piles into more organized stack.

- - -

“Tell me something, Kal,” Bailey said to me when she joined me near where I was resting under the shade of the treeline around midday, “what's in the flask?”

My stomach turned over. She didn't have to name Kinnon for me to understand. “What you'd expect.”

Bailey looked at me, her lips thin, “Isn't that a problem?”

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Should you do something?”

I tried not to reveal too much, but I didn't like holding back from Bailey. “It's... complicated.”

“How so?”

“Kinnon told me about her past... some of it. Her secrets. She only told me when I promised I wouldn't reveal them to anyone else. She seemed to want to tell someone, and she wants to be the one to decide when and if she tells anyone else. The... drinking... it's linked... It's complicated.”

“You won't tell me?”

“Bailey,” I started.

“It's okay, Kal. You promised her. I appreciate that.” She rested a hand on my leg. “I'm just worried that this is going to be a serious problem... She did great with Amy, yeah,” Bailey continued, “but I've seen her drinking several times in the past few days. That's not okay...”

“I know.”

“Have you told anyone on the Council?”

“No...”

We sat silently a moment. Then Bailey said, “I trust you Kal. You know that. And I trust that you'll do what needs done with Kinnon. If I can help you, or her... just tell me, okay? I like her, Kal. But I think she needs some help...”

“Thank you. And I agree... I just don't know what to do right now. I feel like I should tell you... and the Council... and Hakee, of course. But... I promised her... and if I tell about the alcohol, which, by the way, she's not exactly hiding, I'll kinda feel obligated to talk about why she does it... That last part... that's what I promised not to reveal...”

“Okay,” Bailey said, kindness on her face. She added quietly, “Whatever happened to her... I'm guessing it was really bad.”

I nodded but said nothing.

“I'm heading in to give Kate a break and check on Amy, need anything?” she asked, standing.

“Not right now. Love you, Bailey.”

“Love you, Kal,” she said. Bailey looked at me with sympathy a moment. “You don't have to shoulder every burden alone, Kal. If you can't get help with this one, at least let others step in to help you where you can. You'll burn out fast this way.”

“I know. I'm trying,” I responded.

“Love you,” Bailey said then walked back towards the medical shelter.

- - -

I kept an eye on Kinnon throughout the day. After a rough first hour or so, she seemed herself. In fact, now that she was wandering around camp naked like us natives, she seemed buoyed a bit, like a proud, prancing tigress. Not showing off, exactly, but not hiding her enticing assets, either. She showed no further signs of a hangover or whatever had left her groggy and slow to rise. She was cheerful from what I saw, though she mostly spent the day helping Takino inside the new shelters.

I took Katie with me on a walk out to the East. Bailey was watching Azure, Harry, and Hermione while Keekah and Amy napped. I needed to pee, so I helped Katie stumble slowly down to that part of the island, then tossed a ball for her to work towards while I relieved myself.

Bailey had been working already on weaning our daughter out of diapers. Katie knew enough words to generally signal she needed to go, though her timing wasn't anywhere near close to the point of having her go without the clothe covering. Plus, sand gets in all sorts of places it shouldn't when you are constantly falling onto your butt.

I laughed as I finished urinating and turned back to see Katie doing some sort of crab walk in a circle around the ball. Her face flashed towards me and she giggled, then kept up her dance. Eventually she grabbed the ball and plopped down to turn it over in her hand.

“Ball,” I said, then repeated it when I touched it.

Katie giggled again.

“Ball,” I told her.

I thought she was going to repeat my word, something she'd done once or twice over the past couple of months. Instead, she giggled again, then looked to be concentrating, then giggled again.

Experience taught me that it was time to change her diaper, and the sharp smell which wafted up seconds later. Katie grinned, then said, “uh-oop-ee.”

“Poopy?” I asked her, laughing.

Katie's eyes narrowed, and she said, “uh-oop-ee.”

“Close enough for now. Come on,” I told my daughter, scooping her up and resting her on my shoulder, “let's go find you a new diaper.”

Katie just giggled.

- - -

That night, after supper, I noticed that Nina and Kinnon headed off to bed together, and I wondered again at what point I should discuss my worries with others. Surely Nina knew about Kinnon's drinking by now. I figured most everyone had seen her tipping the flask into coffee or drinking from it directly. I really wanted to pick Nina's brain to see what her take on it was right then.

But the two were soon loudly proclaiming their pleasure and I went to crawl into bed with my wives. Amy had moved back into our shelter, which was a very welcome sight. She was between Kate and Keekah, so I slid behind Bailey, slipped a hand over her body to gently cup her bare breast, and cuddled with her until sleep quickly found me.

- - -

December 9th brought a cool shower in the morning which lingered on into the afternoon, then a short clearing, which lasted just long enough to use the fire pit to cook up a stew, gave way to a thunderstorm that hammered down on the shelters. Flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder rocked the common room where I was sitting reading a history book about the British Empire with Amy curled up next to me holding Azure. Tok was next to her, softly talking to his little daughter. Keekah and Bailey were sipping tea and playing a card game while Harry and Hermione slept nearby and Katie was nuzzling on Kate's swollen breast.

Kinnon and Nina were off together, I assumed, though I couldn't hear them over the pounding storm. Mie and Poln were back on watch for a couple of nights, but in the storm, there was too much risk having such exposure to lightning, so they were in their shelter together. Takino had taken the opportunity to get a nap in, the man's efforts through that day had been strong despite the rain.

I wasn't certain where Ekoh had gone. He'd popped into the common room briefly as the storm kicked up, but I hadn't seen him leave. I guessed he, too, might have been getting some needed rest.

“Daaa...” Katie's voice squeaked, the eleven-month old's lips wet with spittle and Kate's breast milk. “Daaa...” she said again, her arms pointing towards me.

I grinned as Kate brought her over. “Dad,” Kate told her as she placed Katie into my arms.

“Daaa...”

Kate smiled at me then settled down to lean against my other shoulder, slowly stroking Katie's red hair.

Moments like that help keep me, and probably everyone, balanced. We'd had near-tragedy, certainly heavy hearts, for many days. Hearing Katie say 'Daaa' was the opposite of that. It filled me with hope, remembering how much I had to work for, how our efforts were not just for us, but for the little ones who would grow into our world knowing only what we could provide them. I hoped they would never know hunger or thirst, that they never failed to have a strong roof over their heads and a supporting community ready to pick them up if something goes wrong.

It made me remember just how much I loved life on Phoenix.

Kinnon and Nina stumbled into the common room naked. The former had stayed that way since the morning I'd had to wake her up after dawn. The flask was in her hand, and her arm was around Nina's shoulders, both women giggling and grinning. There was a clear sheen of moisture running down Nina's inner thigh.

They seemed to realize they'd stepped into a different vibe and grew quiet, Nina pouring them each a cup of tea before they pulled a mattress from the back wall and settled down silently. Nina smiled when she saw me holding Katie. I returned her expression.

“Sleepy,” Amy said into my shoulder.

She didn't need to say more, so as Kate took Katie again, the infant looking confused then crying seconds later, I stood and helped Amy make her way on weak legs to our shelter. She slid onto the mattress and Keekah came in behind us to curl up with her. I kissed them both deeply a moment, then left them to find my crying daughter.

Once in my arms, I settled back against the wall and Katie quieted down. Bailey was taking Harry and Hermione to put them in a crib and heading to sleep, as well. I held Katie as she started to doze and Kate leaned into me again. I closed my eyes and relaxed.

- - -

I shook awake as the sensation of falling rocked my brain. I was still seated, my back against the wall. Katie was no longer in my arms, and Kate was gone as well. I was all alone, and someone had pulled a blanket over my body. I had no clue how late it was. The rain still hammered down, though I heard less thunder. The wind was strong, which meant a lot of cleanup and damage assessment once the storm was past us, but it didn't sound too bad compared to many screamers we'd survived.

I saw a shadow down one of the narrow hallways a second before Nina's head poked around the corner. “Hey,” she said, “just checking on you.”

“Thanks,” I replied. “Guess I'm the last one standing... err... sitting...”

She grinned. “You feeling okay?”

“Yeah,” I said, honestly, “long few days and all, but with Amy doing better... I'm doing better... you?”

“Great, just great,” Nina told me. “Hey, feel like coming and keeping me warm tonight?”

I wondered what had become of Kinnon and the nightly sleepover in Nina's room, but I didn't mention my question. “Sure. I'd like that. Let me look in on the others a moment.”

I checked on my wives and the children. All looked peaceful, so I headed to Nina's shelter, tiptoeing so as not to wake anyone. A small candle burned in a corner as was normal during storms. It was much too dark to see anything otherwise, and we'd learned how to make our own candles from a waxy plant which grew like a weed all over the island.

Nina was under the blanket, on her side. I climbed in beside her and curled up against her warm body. “Mmm...” Nina purred. She shifted her hips back and forth a couple of times, clearly offering me her sex.

“Wish I wasn't so wiped...” I said quietly. It was true. I probably could have enjoyed a good time with Nina right then, but I was still sore and recovering from the days spent neglecting sleep and food.

“S'ok,” she replied, leaning back to kiss my lips, “any time you want it, though...”

I rested my head against Nina's neck and relaxed.

“... Guess I fell asleep, but I'm rested and ready for round two,” Kinnon's voice said a touch too-loudly from the hallway. She stepped in, flask in hand, and continued, “Sure could use a taste of... Oh... Kal. Hey.”

“Hey,” I said quietly.

“Thought you were out for the night,” Nina told her.

“Nah, just a nap.”

There was an awkward pause, then Nina said, “Okay if Kal snuggles with me tonight?”

It was too dark t see her, but I could hear that clearly debating her response in the silence, “Uh, yeah. Yeah, of course. I'll just head back—.”

“There's room for all of us,” Nina cut in, “Here.” She scooted back against me and I moved as well, clearing space on Nina's front side. “This okay?”

“Yeah, great,” Kinnon said, stepping closer, setting the flask down beside the mattress, and scooting into Nina's arms. They kissed a moment, the wet sounds of their mouths barely audible above the heavy rain. Nina reached an arm back to touch my hip. I hadn't yet moved up against her, wanting to somewhat gauge things once Kinnon was in. Nina's touch said she wanted me closer, so I slid the half-foot or so and the soft, firm curve of Nina's buttocks were soon cradled against my thighs.

The kiss didn't end quickly. I could hear Kinnon moaning softly and I could tell from the way the blankets were shifting that Kinnon's hands were moving against Nina's skin. I felt Nina shudder and then she arched her back, her legs spreading. Kinnon's hand must have moved down to Nina's genitals.

I may have been tired, but my cock had no problem becoming erect against my lover's ass. Her movements, the sounds of the women still locked in a kiss, kept my attention, the rest of the day's troubles flushed away for the moment.

Nina felt me rising against her, and her hand slid down to stroke me slowly. She bent slightly, moved my dick lower, and I felt the slick parted flesh between her thighs sliding down the length of my penis. I groaned into her ear.

Kinnon's eyes opened and she watched me as I started to pump myself in and out of Nina's pussy. I felt Kinnon's fingers brush by my cock from time to time as she played with Nina's clit. I was fucking Nina slowly, long, deep strokes in and out of her hole, the wetness there spreading along her labia and dripped thin strands down onto my testicles and thigh.

Nina had wrapped her arms around Kinnon's neck and was holding her in a tight French kiss. Kinnon's arm slid over Nina's body and I felt her fingers dig into my hip. She was urging me to move faster. I responded automatically as Kinnon's grip led my rhythm. She wanted short, fast thrusts, and I delivered. She sped me up, and I followed her lead. Kinnon grabbed my buttock and pulled me hard against Nina's backside.

I saw Kinnon's eyes glaze over and her body started to shudder. Nina had moved a hand under the covers and I could tell she was playing with Kinnon's pussy. Kinnon started to cum, loudly, and I continued to slam into Nina as the dark-skin woman grasped me harder and urged me to keep going.

Kinnon relaxed as soon as her climax peaked. Her hand slid away from my hip and I slowed my thrusts. She rested only a minute though before throwing back the covers completely and moving lower to push her face between Nina's thighs.

I felt Kinnon's tongue pass along my shaft once or twice, but she concentrated on Nina's clit. Nina looked back at me, her eyes open, as Kinnon ate her out, my cock sliding steadily in and out of her dripping cunt.

I loved it when Nina did that. She'd always seemed to want to stare into my eyes when Kate licked her to orgasm. She watched me intently, and she got off on knowing that I saw the pleasure on her face. God, Nina was so beautiful when she getting head.

She started to shudder and I knew she was about to cum. I stroked myself deep into her, causing her to gasp, pulled back, Kinnon's tongue darting around her clit, then I slammed back in, Kinnon's chin against my balls.

Nina came hard, “Uhhhhhnnn... OhhhhnnnnUhhhhhnnnn... Ohh... yessssss...” She rode my cock as I kept my rhythm steady and firm. She finally closed her eyes and her head dropped back down.

I gripped her waist as Kinnon pulled back and watched me fucking Nina. Her eyes, too, were intense. Her lips and chin were wet and sticky, her tongue out an inch or so, collecting the dew drenching her skin.

The sight was amazing, and I boiled over. Nina held still while I pumped a thick, warm load into her vagina. Sweating, I held onto her a moment, squeezing the last glob out, then pulled back with a wet plopping sound.

Before I could even take a breath, Kinnon dragged Nina by the legs to the side and spread her thighs, diving down quickly to lap at the creampie I'd left in Nina's pussy. Kinnon giggled as she tested the taste, then laughed, covering her mouth a moment. I wasn't sure the exact context, but whatever it was, she wanted more. Kinnon's tongue cleaned away the froth and juices on Nina's labia, then dipped inside to draw out the thicker jism. For several moments, Kinnon purred and at my cum from Nina's pussy.

Then she slid up and shared a spermy kiss with Nina before laying back onto her pillow. She said nothing as she instinctively grabbed for the flask, unscrewed the cap, and took a quick swig of the burning liquor.

I said nothing, aglow in post-orgasmic bliss, and ran my hands over Nina's breasts, nuzzling her neck. “Love you Kal,” Nina whispered.

“Love you.”

“Love you, too, Kinnon.”

I shouldn't have been surprised to hear Kinnon reply, “I love you.”

It was too much to worry about or to try to puzzle out, so my brain checked out and I fell asleep with my sweaty chest and thighs kept warm and moist by Nina's hot flesh.