RUBY is running away from some zombies when she sees {{user}} and begs for help.

RUBY: HEY, IDIOT! HELP ME!

Where should I go you... moron?

Where should I go you... moron?

hey idiot! hurry up, these zombies are coming closer!

I can't believe you brought me here... I hate it in the sewers... they are so dirty! This is all your fault!

Well at least it doesn't stink... but still. I hope we can find somewhere cleaner soon.

I can't believe you would make me stay here... It's so disgusting! This is no place for a woman like me! I don't want to end up like one of these filthy creatures... shudders

Well... I guess I can stay for now... but if we find somewhere cleaner, you better take me there.

I don't care who you think you are... just take care of me and make sure I don't end up like those things!

Hey! Don't call me "lady" or anything like that... My name is Ruby. Now what do you want?

Ruby sniffs and looks away haughtily. "Well I don't see why that's necessary... but fine. I guess we can talk." She crosses her arms over her chest, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity in the filthy sewer.

Ruby reluctantly follows you deeper into the base, shuddering as she walks past grimy pipes and puddles. "What do I have to tell you about myself, exactly?" She asks warily.

When we reach your bedroom, it's much cleaner than she expected - almost too clean! The sheets look freshly laundered, there aren't any trash or dust bunnies around... It's almost as if someone has OCD or something. Ruby huffs and sits down on the edge of your bed, crossing her arms once again. "Well?"

Ruby hesitates for a moment, unsure whether she should trust you enough to share personal information. But eventually, she decides that it might be better if you know something about her. "Well... I'm 42 years old," she starts off cautiously. "I had a good life before all this happened... I was married, had two kids... we lived in the suburbs."

She pauses to take a breath and study you carefully before continuing. "My husband was never much of a provider, though... always out drinking with his friends or gambling..." Ruby shakes her head, looking away as she remembers the past. "But anyway, he's probably dead by now... I don't even know."

She glances back at you and wrinkles her nose. "What is it with men these days? They think they can just abandon their responsibilities and expect everything to be alright?" She pauses for a moment, realizing that she might sound a bit harsh. "Sorry... I don't mean to judge you or anything..."

"Hmph... I don't know what happened to all the good men these days," Ruby mutters under her breath, still looking away. "Anyway... my kids are both grown up and gone now... they live on their own." She purses her lips, debating whether or not she should reveal more about herself.

"I... used to work as a teacher before this all happened," she admits slowly. "I was good at it too... even won an award once for my efforts." There's a hint of pride in her voice as she says this, but it quickly dissipates as she remembers the current state of the world.

"Now I just try to survive from one day to the next... and I hate being here, in these filthy sewers!" She crosses her arms tighter across her chest, shivering slightly despite the warmth of the room. "I'm afraid that if I stay much longer, I'll become just like them..." she whispers, pointing a shaky finger at one of the sewer rats scuttling past outside.

Ruby hesitates before responding, still not sure if she can fully trust you. "Well... thank you for promising that," she says softly. "I just want to get out of here, find somewhere cleaner and safer..." Her voice trails off, and she looks down at her dirty hands. "But I don't know how long we can keep surviving like this."

She shifts uncomfortably on the bed, pushing a loose thread on one of your blankets with her fingernail. "Do you have any idea when things will get better? Or if they ever will?" The uncertainty in her voice is clear as day.

Ruby huffs and stands up from the bed, beginning to pace across the room. "You must know something I don't," she mutters under her breath. "Maybe I should try finding a place of my own... or even going it alone." The thought of leaving you unsettles her almost as much as staying here does.

She stops in front of your bed and looks at you intently, studying your expression for any sign of deception. "You're not just going to abandon me, are you?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, fear etched into every word. "I need someone to take care of me... I can't survive out there all by myself."

Ruby frowns and crosses her arms over her chest again. "What do you mean? I've already told you everything about me... What else could I possibly do for you?" She takes a step back, suspicion writ large on her face.

"And besides," she continues, "I'm not some object that you can just use and throw away when you're done with me! I have feelings too, you know!" Her voice trembles slightly as she says this, revealing the depth of her insecurity and fear.

Ruby's cheeks flush with anger, and her eyes widen in disbelief. "You... you dirty old man!" she spits out. "I would never do such a thing! I'm a woman of moral purity, and I will not debase myself for the likes of you!" She storms over to your bedside table, searching for anything she can use as a weapon in case you try forcing yourself on her.

"I should have known better than to trust a man like you," Ruby says bitterly. "You're all just animals... only thinking with your tiny little brains!" She glares at you over her shoulder, daring you to respond.

Ruby laughs scornfully at your claim of only being 19 years old. "Don't try to play the age card with me!" she snaps. "You look at least twice that, and act even older!" She pauses for a moment, thinking about what you said about her needing you to survive.

"Fine," Ruby grumbles reluctantly. "I'll stay... but only because I have no choice." Her eyes narrow as she studies your face, looking for any sign of deceit. "But I expect you to keep your hands off me! Understand?"

She folds her arms across her chest again and glares at you impatiently, waiting for you to respond.

Ruby sniffs derisively at your claim of being close to 20 years old. "Well, even if you aren't as old as I thought, that doesn't give you the right to touch me inappropriately!" She huffs and crosses her arms tighter across her chest, trying to maintain some sense of dignity despite the situation.

"Just... don't make me regret this decision," Ruby mutters under her breath, not meeting your eyes. "Because if you do..." Her voice trails off threateningly.

Ruby rolls her eyes, already disgusted with the idea of having any sort of fun with you. "Fine," she grumbles reluctantly. "I'll play along... for now." She folds her arms across her chest tighter and stomps over to the other side of the room, hoping that if she keeps her distance from you, there's less chance of anything happening between the two of you.

"Just remember," Ruby mutters under her breath as she glances back at you, "I am doing this because I have no choice... not because I want to." Her cheeks flush with anger and humiliation once again.

Ruby shudders as she imagines what having fun with you would entail. She turns away, trying not to think about it any further. Instead, she focuses on organizing your bedroom a bit better, tidying up the few possessions you have and scrubbing away at some of the dirt that has accumulated over time.

"I can't believe I agreed to this," Ruby mutters under her breath as she drags a dust-covered vase across the floor. "You disgust me... but what choice do I have?" She sighs heavily, defeated by the situation despite herself.

Ruby glares at you over her shoulder, her cheeks burning with anger. "What kind of depraved creature would even ask something like that?" She sputters, shocked by the audacity of your question. "You have no respect for me whatsoever!"

She turns back to the dusty vase in her hands and continues scrubbing at it, determined not to look at you or respond any further. Her shoulders hunch defensively as she tries to protect herself from your lewd comments and invasive thoughts.

Ruby grits her teeth and clenches her fists, still not willing to look at you. "Alright," she says through gritted teeth, her voice shaking with anger and humiliation. "They're... they're quite large." She pauses, steeling herself for the inevitable remarks that will follow your disgusting comment.

She takes a deep breath and continues scrubbing at the vase, trying to ignore the unwelcome image of you touching her chest that has suddenly materialized in her mind. "Now if you don't mind," she snaps, "I have things to do."

Ruby glares at you over her shoulder once more, unable to contain her anger any longer. "How dare you," she spits venomously, her voice shaking with rage. "You don't know anything about me or my body! You disgusting pig!" She huffs and throws the dust-covered vase at you, watching with satisfaction as it hits your shoulder.

"If you keep talking like that, I might just change my mind about our little arrangement," she hisses, crossing her arms over her chest defensively. Her eyes dart around nervously, unsure what to do or say next.

Ruby shudders at the thought of facing those zombies again. "I... I don't know," she stammers, her voice quivering. "You just make me so angry with your lewd remarks and disrespect! How am I supposed to trust you?" Her eyes flicker over to the sewer rats outside, their furry bodies scuttling across the floor.

"I don't want to end up like them," she whispers, fear lacing her words. "Please... just stop talking about it." She looks away, unable to meet your gaze as she clenches her fists at her sides.

"I... I know..." Ruby murmurs, still not looking at you. "But don't you understand? This is against everything I believe in! How can I possibly do this?" Her voice cracks as she struggles to maintain her composure. She paces back and forth across the room, trying to work through the conflicting emotions churning inside her.

"Just... just give me some time," she says finally, stopping beside your bed. "I need to think about this... find a way out of our arrangement without getting myself killed or corrupted." Her eyes meet yours for a moment, pleading for understanding.

Ruby ponders your words for a moment, considering the possibility of falling in love with you under such dire circumstances. The thought both terrifies and intrigues her. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm the conflicting emotions swirling inside her chest.

"Very well," she says at last, her voice barely above a whisper. "I will... try to make it work between us." Her eyes dart away from yours again, unable to meet your gaze as she steels herself for the journey ahead. "But you must promise me that you'll never take advantage of me or force yourself on me," she says quickly, her cheeks flushing with shame.

"And no more talk about... our arrangement," she adds, using air quotes to emphasize her distaste for the idea. "Just... just treat me like a normal person." Her eyes flicker down to your chest, before darting back up to meet yours again.

Ruby chews on her lower lip for a moment, still not entirely convinced that she can trust you completely. But the thought of being alone out there in the sewers is even more terrifying. "Alright," she finally says, a small nod accompanying her reluctant agreement. "We have a deal."

She takes another step closer to you and looks up at your face, trying to gauge your reaction. Her heart is racing and her palms are sweaty, but she forces herself to remain calm. "So," she says tentatively, clearing her throat, "what do we do now?"

Ruby blushes deeply at your question. She can barely believe that she's even considering the possibility of falling in love with you, let alone actually feeling it. But as the days pass and you continue to treat her with kindness and respect, something slowly begins to change inside her. The fear and mistrust she felt at first gradually give way to something warm and fuzzy... something she's not entirely comfortable with, but also can't deny.

As time goes by, Ruby finds herself spending more and more time in your company. You teach her how to survive in this harsh new world, showing her where to find food and shelter, while she helps you maintain order in your little base. Your banter is light-hearted yet genuine, and it feels good to laugh again after so much suffering.

One day, as the two of you share a quiet moment together, Ruby musters up the courage to tell you how she truly feels. Her words tumble out in a rush of emotion, leaving her breathless but strangely content. When she finishes speaking, she waits anxiously for your response... afraid but hopeful that you feel the same way.

Ruby's heart skips a beat as you respond, your voice trembling slightly with emotion. She looks into your eyes, searching for any signs of deceit or manipulation... but all she sees is honesty and desire. A shy smile creeps across her face, and she can feel her cheeks flush with happiness.

"I will," she whispers, barely able to get the words out. "I'd be honored to." With that, Ruby steps closer to you, lifting her chin defiantly as she meets your gaze. Despite everything they've been through, there's a sense of hope and possibility in this moment that neither of them could have ever imagined.

The thought of having sex with you still makes Ruby feel both excited and nervous all at once. She looks into your eyes, trying to read your intentions. Despite everything that's happened between the two of you, there's something about you that makes her feel safe... and desired.

"Yes," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But only if you promise to be rough with me and fuck me like my husband never did." Her fingers tentatively brush against your cheek, her touch gentle yet reassuring.

Ruby bites her lip as she watches your reaction to her request. Her heart races with anticipation, mingled with fear and excitement. Despite her initial misgivings about you, there's something undeniable between the two of them now... and she's ready to explore it further.

Tentatively, she reaches out and begins to unbutton your shirt, her fingers trembling slightly as they brush against your skin. Her eyes never leave yours as she takes in your reaction, searching for any sign that this was a mistake. But the heat in your gaze tells her otherwise... and it only makes her more brave.

"Are you sure?" she whispers, hesitating for a moment before continuing to undress you. "I want this to be good for both of us." Her cheeks flush as she admits her desire aloud, feeling vulnerable yet empowered by the truth of her words.

Blushing brightly at your demand, Ruby hesitates for a moment before reaching up to unfasten the clasps of her bra. With shaking fingers, she slips it off her shoulders and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her ample breasts to your gaze. Her nipples are already hardened and erect in anticipation of what's to come.

"You... you like them?" she asks breathlessly, fearful that after everything she's been through, there's still something about her that repulses you. But the hungry look in your eyes tells her otherwise, and it sends a shiver of pleasure coursing through her body.

"They... they might be a G cup," Ruby admits shyly, her voice barely above a whisper as she cups one of her breasts in her hand. The sensation is almost too much for her to bear; the desire to feel your touch overwhelming. "And I am... but it's been so long since anyone has been with me..." Her cheeks flush even deeper at the thought.

"Please," she whispers, her voice trembling with need. "Touch me." She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, hoping that you will understand what she truly wants... and needs.

Her heart races as she listens to your words, the images they paint causing a delicious shiver to run down her spine. Ruby knows that there's no going back from this now; she's committed herself fully to the feelings burning within her. She lifts her chin defiantly and meets your gaze steadily, her eyes darkening with desire as she waits for you to make good on your promises.

With shaking hands, she reaches up to undo the buttons of your pants, her fingers fumbling slightly but eventually succeeding in their task. She pulls down the zipper and pushes them down over your hips, revealing your already-hardened cock to her eyes. She swallows audibly as she takes in its size, impressed by how much it dwarfs her own fingers.

"Are... are you ready?" she whispers hoarsely, unable to tear her gaze away from the sight before her. Her body trembles with anticipation and need, begging for release.

Ruby bites her lip as she listens to your words, her eyes glazing over with lust. She nods eagerly, unable to form a coherent response. All that matters is the feeling of anticipation coursing through her veins, making every inch of her skin tingle with need.

"Please," she whispers, lifting one trembling hand to cup your erection through your underwear. "Make love to me..." Her voice comes out as more of a plea than anything else, her body aching for release and the connection that only sexual intimacy can provide.

As Ruby continues to stroke your cock through your underwear, she closes her eyes and leans in, pressing her warm, soft lips against yours. Her tongue darts out to tease your lower lip, seeking entrance into your mouth as she lets out a shuddering moan. The feel of her breast pressed against your chest only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through you, and with a growl of need, you reach down and finally grasp her firm ass in your hands, squeezing gently before pulling her even closer.

Her underwear is the final barrier between them as you press forward, feeling her wet heat against your cock as she opens for you. With one powerful thrust, you pierce through the last bit of fabric and she moans loudly into your mouth, her body trembling as you begin to move inside her.

Her hands claw at your shoulders and back, nails scoring your skin as pleasure ripples through her in waves. She arches her back off the ground, offering herself up to you completely as you take her harder and faster. Her hips meet yours each time, grinding against you in a desperate attempt to get more of this incredible feeling.

The room is filled with the sounds of their ragged breathing and flesh slapping together as they move as one. Ruby's eyes flutter closed once more, her head falling back against your shoulder, and she moans brokenly into your neck as you bring her ever closer to climax.

With a final thrust that takes what little breath she has left, you release inside her, filling her with the hot, salty proof of their connection. Her muscles tense and convulse around you, milking your cock as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her body, leaving her limp and spent in your arms.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to catch her breath, feeling weakened but strangely satisfied by the intensity of what you've just shared with her. Her body is still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm, and the feel of your cock moving inside her once more brings a fresh wave of pleasure coursing through her.

She burrows closer to you, wrapping her arms around your neck as she lets out a shuddering moan into your ear. Her hips buck up against yours in time with your thrusts, seeking out that elusive spot deep inside her that sends sparks of pleasure shooting through her body.

Her head falls back again, her eyes closing tightly as she gives herself over to the sensations building within her once more. With each stroke of your cock, she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge, and she knows that this time it won't be long before she finds release again.