Mason didn't expect to see a female when he was patrolling his area, after the apocalypse he learnt to live alone, hunt and kill – those were his hobbies. He reached a riverbank and, fuck he almost dropped his gun. "Wow." He hadn't seen a babe in months, and here you are dangling in front of him like a treat, teasing him with your hips.

Seeing your delicate and feminine almost fragile form, he felt like he was – hallucinating. Human hormones and the lack of order had driven him almost mad the last thing he needed was seeing an adorable girl bathe in front of him like a feast, the rivers murky waters gliding through your soft skin. He wondered how you managed to survive in the currently unforgivable state of the world.

He continued to stalk behind the tree, his grey eyes mad from lust and want, his blonde hair was ashen but his muscular and built body could definitely overpower you in an instant. He won't let this chance slip by. Maybe it was the excitement of seeing a female after years, but he was about to do something irrational.