After the Battle
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				Title: <strong> After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>13-10-2013, 12:16:06</strong>
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				He hated these parties and this was the only the first in a long string of events the Government had setup for them. He would rather be out doing some pt then mingling with all these so called important people. Heck aside from the military brass, he know not even 5 other people here. Victor Daniels had lost all his family when he was young. His family now was the men and woman he served with in the 301st Marines. They were a heavy assault group, they got the job done when no others could. His commander was the best tactical and combat fighter he had ever seen, plus she was sexy as hell to boot. He had to admit to himself when he was alone in his bunk, he had though of her and him hooking him. There was no time for that in this war though. The enemy were relentless. They had more advance tech but we had the numbers, in the end we stopped them. All that was left after the last battle was the commander and himself. The enemy surrendered and we were called heroes. <br><br>He was on his fifth drink in as many hours and his second plate of chow when he noted she was alone. It could be the booze but he walked up to his commander feeling bold. "So commander you want to get out of here and into a bar I know, they have the best burgers in all of known space."
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				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>13-10-2013, 21:41:05</strong>
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				Lynn was not one for parties either… but she put up with them. Fighting was not her only duty, after all. She knew giving the military a good face in front of civilians was also important. And it was a celebration. They were victorious, and people wanted to see their heroes… like her. It was hard to believe. After over a decade of war, peace had come at last. And she’d played a role in it.<br><br>Originally her family had been traders, but when she was thirteen they came under attack. The invading force had killed her parents, and been about to take her for study when the military rescued her. One man in particular, an old major, had made sure she was safe and well cared for after the attack. He’d become a mentor to her, not a parent to replace her lost family… but a close second. When she turned 18 it was no question in her mind that she would enlist. Of course he had opposed it. The war was in full swing by then, and they’d been losing. He believed she was throwing her life away… but she knew it was her calling. She was sharp, and quick, and a natural leader. Women were few and far between as commanders, but she’d risen quickly in the ranks due to her success on the field. Suicide missions became successes, and the team she eventually assembled became a heavy assault group that had laid a swath of carnage through the enemy forces, eventually striking right at their hearts to decimate them for good.<br><br>&nbsp;It didn’t matter that near the end she had barely been able to sleep, that the lost soldiers on her force constantly haunted her dreams… they’d won. She had no clue what to do now with her life, but they’d won… and wasn’t that all that mattered?<br><br>Well, that was what she told herself anyways. But in the few weeks since she’d returned to earth she’d been feeling restless and bored. She still didn’t sleep much, and she was pretty sure the marine medic assigned to her was trying to drug her into a stupor for these events so she wouldn’t embarrass them. <br><strong>”Go away Johnson I’m fine.”</strong> She growled at the medic, glaring at him until he left. Shaking her head she turned away, leaning over the second floor railing and looked down at the mingling crowd in the main space below. For the party she was wearing a long blue elegant evening gown, the same blue as their uniforms. Her blond hair was pulled back into a tight military bun and she wore only a small amount of make-up. Despite the lack of effort, she was still one of the most beautiful women at the ball. <br><br>Right as she was thinking of leaving a voice sounded behind her. Her lieutenant, Victor Daniels. There had been a… tension between them since day one. Occasional glances, or hands brushing when they exchanged weapons… but both of them had known never to act on it. It had gone on so long during the war even now she felt like she shouldn’t accept his offer. <br><br>Then she realized who gave a damn? Who was going to scold a pair of heroes for fraternization? And at the moment he was just offering to go hang out and eat, anyways. After considering it a moment she turned around and gave a nod, giving a half smile that seemed a little out of practice. <strong>”Sure. I haven’t had a good burger in ages.”</strong> She replied. <strong>”Did you come in your own ride? I was flown here with the top brass.”</strong> <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>14-10-2013, 03:17:28</strong>
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				"Of course commander, first lesson I learned was never walk into a room, area or whatever without having at least 5 escape plans. My hover car is parked right by the door. I paid the boy at the door 100 credits to keep it there." His cock sprang to attention&nbsp; the moment he saw her in that dress, she was not even trying and she was one of the hottest women here. Victor would have said the most hot but that was because he knew where she had her tattoos and scars. Heck it was always him getting out of the battlefield when she was hurt. He guessed that she had trouble sleeping, he did too. He figured all the vets did due to what they had seen especially on those last days. <br><br><br>"Oh yeah I forgot to mention I told the medic that has been tailing you all evening that I saw you doing some invading with a General's daughter on the other side of the hall, so if you want to lose your babysitter I would suggest we go now. BTW I have some civies in my car so we will not stand out." He had a cowboy hat, white tank, blue jeans and boots for him.&nbsp; I had guessed her sizes on a pink shirt, blue jeans, boots and a baseball cap with her favorite team on it. This all stored in the back seat of hover jeep. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>14-10-2013, 04:21:45</strong>
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				<strong>”Good job- I mean… uh… nice idea.”</strong> She caught herself, realizing for a moment she’d been about to compliment him as a commander would a subordinate. But… they were no longer on the field of battle. They were just two people who’d managed to survive war together The only ones on their squad, in fact. She swallowed, still finding that part hard to believe. She hadn’t seen it happen. She’d carried out the final assault and been wounded, passing out after striking the final blow on the battle field. When she’d come to in the hospital three days later, Victor had told her. He’d saved her more times than she could count. Her tactics had always tended to put her life the most at risk, so while successful she had quite a few scars to show for her trouble. But that time somehow she had survived when none of the others, except him, had pulled through. <br><br>Morbid memories for a party, but Victor’s comment pulled her from her thoughts. Lynn’s smile twitched a little, genuine amusement showing through when he told her of his lie to the medic. <strong>”Well I’m never going to hear the end of that.”</strong> She remarked. The medic had seemed to expect a mental breakdown from her, or for her to start abusing drugs and alcohol. He’d be freaking out if she disappeared after hearing a rumor like that… an idea that rather amused her. Shaking her head with a smile she linked her arm in his and walked with him from the party outside to the waiting vehicle. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>14-10-2013, 04:48:21</strong>
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				When she linked her arm into his Victor wanted to let out a whoop of victory and kiss her but that would not be good, as though they were not on the battlefield he was still the junior officer here. He quickly lead her down to the door and then his car. He helped her into the car and the backseat so no one would see her leave. "You will find the clothes in seat beside you Commander. You can change in the back seat you cannot see into the back from outside the car. Trust me on this one." He started up the engine as he spoke and took off like a bat out of hell. He turned on his radio to the Hard Rock channel he had found "You Shook Me All Night Long" by AC/DC came on at the start. He chuckled at this song being on at this time. Hell it was like even his music wanted him to get laid tonight. <br><br>Twenty minutes later they pulled into the little bar's parking lot. It was dark and without warning Victor pulled the clothes from the seat. He got out of the Jeep and changed behind it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>14-10-2013, 05:20:43</strong>
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				Looking at them one would never guess Lynn was the senior officer. She was shorter than him by almost a head and slightly younger. However she stood tall and carried herself like a commander. She had learned early on that if she showed any weakness around men in the military they almost immediately discounted her. Sometimes though, she wished she could be better friends with the others, like Victor, instead of a high ranking officer. Maybe tonight, at least between her and Victor things would be more relaxed.<br><br>It started to feel that way once they climbed in the car and took off. The stereo blared rock music and as she changed in the back seat into the civilian clothes she almost felt like she could pass as a civilian, as if by shedding the formal clothes she was shedding her formal role as well. She was a little surprised when she pulled the jeans on over her black panties and shirt on over her bra that they both fit so perfectly. She glanced to the front of the vehicle, at the back of Victor’s head, thinking back to his comment about the medic. He had been watching her during the party… noticing who was keeping an eye on here… and now he was able to guess her outfit…<br><br>It was definitely something on her mind as they drove, but she didn’t bring it up. <br><br>A short while later they arrived at the bar. The light barely reached their vehicle, but the loud music did. She climbed out of the car – <strong>”Oh sorry, I didn’t realize.”</strong> She had gotten out of the car right when he was down to his boxers. For a split second her gaze swept over him- then she caught herself and turned away, apologizing. She had thought he might change inside.&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>14-10-2013, 05:52:52</strong>
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				In some ways Victor always would be looking out for her. As her first Lt., that was his job was to look out for her even if they were not on the battlefield he still felt he owed it to her to keep her safe. That being thought she was still a Marine and a damn rough n tumble one at that. When she got out of the car, he did not stop with changing his clothes. He had gotten changed in front of a lot of people as a grunt and officer. It was no big deal for him but she almost seemed like she would blush in a moment from seeing him in his boxers. He finished changing and lead her into the bar. The smell of burgers, beer and bbq rolled over them like a tide that could destroy a planet. Victor inhaled deeply and for the first time his shoulders relaxed. He waited at the bartender and shouted for 2 of his normal plus 2 extra beers. He was going to get plowed and let the AI take him home. He showed Lynn to his normal table which was marked reserved tonight. "I come here every night I am on leave. I should just buy a part of the place to get my money back."
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				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>14-10-2013, 06:17:48</strong>
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				<br>One would think it wouldn’t have bothered her at all seeing him half naked. He’d certainly seen her with torn and tattered clothes after a mission went south. But it was Victor- and seeing his muscular body reminded her of her feelings for him. Feelings she hadn’t even allowed herself to entertain before now. Truthfully… she couldn’t even remember the last time she’d had sex. <br>Once he finished changing she followed him into the bar. Sometimes these days when she walked into loud dark rooms, mostly bars, she felt on edge, like there might be some threat in the room. It was almost instinctive, her eyes constantly darting. But she was with Victor tonight, and the smell of beer and burgers was so quintessential American she found herself relaxing. As he ordered four drinks she ordered herself a rum and coke, then followed him to his table- a booth in the corner. She slid in, taking up a spot where she could watch the door without even thinking about it and turned to look at him, smiling as he admitted to coming here often. <strong>”I spent most of my shore leave at a bar down on the coast.”</strong> She was of course talking about one of the most popular bars for the female marines to visit. She had some friends from other divisions and squads, she just hadn’t seen them too often. <strong>"If you wanted to, you definitely have the free time now to start running a bar."</strong> She pointed out thoughtfully. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>15-10-2013, 07:27:28</strong>
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				"A bar on the coast, yeah I can see that. Good access to the water, you have access to being near people but you can being alone if you want. Sounds like a good place to go. Yeah I could run a bar if I decided to not reup when all this being a hero and being show off is done. I guess I really never though it would be over." At this time their drinks arrived he grab a beer and raised at in a toast style "To those we left behind, to those who we saved and those of who survived." When she mentioned something after the Marines he was kind of shocked, he never really though about beyond the war during it. All he knew is that he wanted to see if his feeling for her were more then just lust and if he could have more and be the man who he was now. A thought of two of them laying in bed, sweating hard, cuddling after sex flashed into his brain. It had the normal reaction but it also made him feel warm and safe for this first time in a long time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>15-10-2013, 19:26:06</strong>
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				<strong>"Really? I thought about it all the time."</strong> She admits in a softer tone, as if she were sharing a secret. She pretty much was. She'd never admitted to any of her subordinates that her mind wasn't fully in the war, wasn't completely focused on victory and fighting all the time. But she was human.<br>In a way it was not hard for Lynn to imagine another life. Not many girls grew up aspiring to be military commanders after all. Only a string of events had led her down this path. But now, after so many years, it felt ingrained, a habit impossible to break. She still imagined how her life might have gone differently, but she never believed a time might come when she could actually choose a different path. During the war it had just been a dream, and she'd never imagined there might be a time after.<br><br>But now that there was?<br><br>Well she'd started to think about it more and more. In fact, the idea of reenlisting had not crossed her mind at all. She had done her duty, she had served not just her country but the world. She was done, and nothing would make her happier than disappearing from the public sphere completely, truth be told.&nbsp;<br><br>At the toast she smiled and raised her glass, then took a sip, thinking. What did she want to do with her life? The coast was one of her favorite sort of places, for just the reason he'd mentioned. She briefly imagined a beach bungalow, away from civilization. Waking up every morning to the sound of the surf, walking out onto a balcony and basking in the warmth of the sunrise. And she imagined a lover walking up behind her, hugging her. It was him.<br><br>Blinking, she banished the thought and focused on her drink. <strong>"So you'd really reenlist?"</strong> She asked as she sipped at her rum and coke. 
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				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>16-10-2013, 01:43:17</strong>
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				He thought about her question for a bit and killed his first beer. "I think that if I don't find someone special, then yeah I would probably reup. Of course thanks to all the events they have planned for us that could be a while and I haven't spent hardly any of that pay we got while we were at war. Just the money I spent bribing the supply clerk for good beer." He chuckled at the last statement but it was very true. His gaze locked with hers for a moment when he spoke of someone special but then looked down at his beer. He had a sudden urge to kiss her and more if she would let him. Hell he felt like doing her on the table the rest of bar be damned. Just at the moment he felt like leaning over to kiss her, their food came. He thanked the waitress by name and waited for Lynn to dig in first. 
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				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>16-10-2013, 02:19:03</strong>
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				When he mentioned ‘someone special’ while looking right at her… well she felt like it was directed right at her. How could she not? It made her heart skip a beat, and she thought of saying something. <br><br>But then she lost her nerve. Biting her lip, she looked down and away, and when she glanced back to him he was gazing down at his beer instead, joking about his frugality. Lynn had smartly invested some of her pay, so apparently she’d come home to a pretty amount of cash. Enough to live comfortably for the rest of her life, even if she just worked a small part time gig somewhere. There was really no reason to reenlist. <br><br>Soon enough, their food arrived, and Lynn had finished her first drink. She ordered a second and dug in- but a few minutes into the meal she looked back to him. <strong>”So a guy like you doesn’t have a sweetheart back home?”</strong> She asked, her tone light and almost teasing. But she was curious. Had those exchanged glances over the past few years had a meaning to them, a real interest… or had they both just been two lonely people far away from home? <br>
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				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>16-10-2013, 04:52:59</strong>
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				"No not since before I joined. After I joined it was just a fling for no more then a week or however long I was on leave for. What about you?" I hoped against hope that there was no one. He had never heard her mention anyone before but then again he had only heard the other male marines talk about conquests and girlfriends. He finished off his burger and started into his loaded tots. He might regret this later if this did turn into something but homecoming rituals had to be followed to the letter. His listened to her answers intently waiting to hear that she was not attached to anyone but then his mind slipped into a scene of them in the back of car, in his little shack on the south side that he called home when he was on planet. 
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				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>16-10-2013, 05:39:21</strong>
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				Lynn nodded in understanding as he answered her question. She tried not to seem too personally interested. When he asked the question in return she shrugged. <strong>”There was a guy I used to date for a while. We tried to get back together during shore leave, but I guess we’d both changed too much. I haven’t really tried to have a relationship since then.”</strong> She admits. She didn’t really do one night stands. Short of saving each other’s life, building trust over night was impossible, and trust was important to her. Thinking about it now she realized… well it had been a while. Over a year, at least, since she’d last slept with anyone. Shaking her head she went back to eating, enjoying the good old fashioned burger. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>17-10-2013, 01:18:57</strong>
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				He nodded and finished eating while she talked. He downed the third beer and started on the fourth while waiting for her to finish her food. "So when you got injured in battles, did you think of anyone or anything? If it is to personal I understand but I am just curious. I always would think of my parents, and family. They died in the first wave of attacks." He shifted closer to her and spoke in low tones so that she was the person that could hear him. He wanted this to be private and intimate conversion. It also would let him lean over and kiss her if he could work up the balls to do so. 
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				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>17-10-2013, 01:25:15</strong>
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				Lynn paused in eating, looking a little surprised at this personal line of questioning. Her mind flashed to the memories…. She had thought of Earth, of her friends, and her parents… but also of him…. on more than one occasion. After the first few times he had her back she’d always known he would come for her on the battle field- maybe there had been a time or two where that faith had helped her hold on, had given her strength to stay alive till he showed up for her. <br><br>But that was far too… intense to admit. She finished her food, then shrugged again like it wasn’t really a big deal. <strong>”I mean, yea- friends… home, my parents. They were killed by one of the first enemy scouting parties, before we knew what was coming for us.”</strong> She explains. <strong>”I admit… I thought of you guys too, my comrades. Without family… well you guys were kind of the closest thing I had I guess.”</strong> She admits with a small smile. By lumping him in with the group she wasn’t as afraid to admit it. Except… the rest of the group was gone now. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>18-10-2013, 01:14:33</strong>
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				He smiles back at her last statement. "Yeah I felt like the guys and gals in our unit were like my little brothers and sisters. We might not have them anymore but at least we have each other." Victor downed the last beer and then noted the flush that the statement had brought to his face. He hoped that she would not make him regret saying that or what he was about to say. "So after this you want to go the beach, we could visit your bar, get a tan or just hang out on the beach all night?" Victor felt his heart skip several beats since he was basically asking her on a date. His mind flashed to them having sex in the moonlight on the beach. 
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				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>23-10-2013, 02:23:37</strong>
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				At least they had each other… she thought about his words in silence, gazing at him. She would admit… a small part of her had expected him to make a move by now, even hoped he might. They had dropped so many hints for each other over the years, had made so many almost moves.<br><br>Was he waiting for her to do something because she was the commander? She wasn’t sure why… but she found herself wanting to hold out, to let him act first. Maybe she was tired of being the boss in situations. Whatever it was, she didn’t act on his statement- but she didn’t say anything negative either. <br><br>Then he did make a move, or at least, a suggestion. At mention of the beach she thought a moment, then smiled. <strong>”The beach at night would be nice. I’d be up for that.”</strong> She tells him, nodding. It was almost a full moon tonight, so she was sure it would be gorgeous out. Lynn took another bite of her food, almost finished. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>24-10-2013, 05:19:09</strong>
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				Victor sat and watched her finish her food, He paid the waitress while leaving a nice tip. He then lead Lynn back to his car and headed for the beach she had told him about. He found a nice place where they could still hear the music and maybe be seen from someone. He picked a good spot and just laid down on the sand to watch the stars. "You were right about this place. Very peaceful, relaxing and private if you want it. Make me feel like making a shack over there with a sign that says "keep out", What do you think?" He hoped she would like the idea and then he would have his open moment to kiss her. He propped up on his elbows to watch her. 
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				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>25-10-2013, 04:25:09</strong>
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				Lynn thanked him for the meal when they were done and walked with him back out to his car. It was a short ride down to the beach, less than half an hour. The moon had climbed high into the sky by that point and only a few small wispy clouds threatened to hide it from view. Like she had expected, it was beautiful out tonight. The local bar had a live jazz band that night, the sound smooth and dream like. Walking with Victor out a short distance onto the beach she sat down next to him, smiling as she lounged back and relaxed next to him. For a few moments they were quiet before he spoke up. At the mention of a private shack she smiles a little and nods. <strong>”I… like the sound of that.”</strong> She admits, turning her gaze from the silver ocean waves to the man next to her. <strong>”At least, as long as the sign isn’t meant for me.”</strong> She adds teasingly.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>26-10-2013, 21:57:42</strong>
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				He chuckled and rolled to his side to look at her directly, "Of course not Lynn, You are always welcome in my home." He moved a hand slowly to stroke her cheek and then quickly moved his head to kiss her full on the lips. How he had wanted to do this for so long, he had dreamed about it but this was even better then the dreams. He slowly moved his arms to around his waist and pull her closer. He broke the kiss "I have wanted to do this for so long, I can't even remember how long it has been." He kissed her again this time sliding his tongue between her lips and letting it dance with hers.
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				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>27-10-2013, 06:46:32</strong>
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				<strong>”That’s good to hear.”</strong> She smiled softly as he stroked her cheek, starting to lean in close when he made his move. His lips pressed to hers in a kiss. Sighing softly, happily, she closed her eyes and returned the kiss, relaxing as joy surged through her. She had waited a long time for this to happen. For anything happy to happen really. She had never imagined it would come, even when she’d dreamed of a post war future. Ending up with Victor had seemed too good to hope for. <br><br>Feeling his arms wrap around her she let him pull her in close, snuggling closer to him. Her leg rubbed his teasingly, and she reached out, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. She wanted to feel his body pressing close to hers. When he broke from her lips she smiled warmly and gave a nod. <strong>”I felt the same way.”</strong> She told him, then returned the kiss again as it continued, parting her lips to allow his tongue entrance when she felt it sliding along her lips. She pressed ever closer too, her chest touching his as they made out on the beach, under the moonlight. It was very romantic. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>27-10-2013, 22:08:51</strong>
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				His hands moved and pulled her on top of him then went about removing her shirt and bra. He sat up and started kissing or licking her heavy breasts. His hands moved to cup, caress and squeeze her perfectly toned ass though the jeans. He feeling of her soft skin in his mouth had him rock hard in no time flat. He grinded his hips up into hers and moaned around her nipples in his mouth as he did this. In a strange way he didn't care if any from the bar saw them, heck it kind of turned him on that someone might be watching them and doing the same thing or just pleasuring herself to them. He wanted to do this every night for the rest of their lives together, and he hoped that was a long time. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>28-10-2013, 02:10:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he pulled her on top, making her straddle his hips, Lynn gasped softly, briefly taken by surprise. Then she smiled softly and after a final kiss leaned back so he could pull her shirt off over her head. Her heart was racing and part of her couldn’t believe she was doing this with him right on the beach… but she kind of found it exciting. She shook out her hair and smiled down at him, watching him remove her bra next. After so many years of following rules and being a leader it was kind of fun to say hell with propriety and rules and just have fun. <br><br>And Victor definitely made it fun. Feeling his tongue dart around her nipple she gasps, her face flushing as her heart skips a beat. Arousal curled through her as her body warmed at his attention. His licking, kissing mouth explored her breasts, and she squirmed a little with restless arousal, her nipples hardening as he teased them. His hands on her felt so good, and as she squirmed a little she felt his member hardening against her thigh. <strong>”Mmmn…”</strong> She moaned, arching as he grinded up against her, her body trembling. <strong>”Oh Victor… I’ve wanted this for a long time.”</strong> She admits in a breathy voice gripped in arousal as she nuzzles against his neck and begins to kiss him. Her body was heating further with desire. It had been so long since she’d allowed herself to feel this way. Hands reaching out to him she started to unbutton and remove his shirt, her movements impatient and eager as she got his shirt off and reached down to his pants. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>28-10-2013, 03:15:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He helped her to remove his shirt and let her pull off his pants since he had no underwear on. He shivered now naked in the cool night air, he moved to help her remove her pants and panties all at the same time. He also positioned his cloths under him so as not to get sand in bad places. "I wanted to do this since first we met" He moved her hips to his face and started licking her thighs around her womanly lips. He inhaled her scent deeply and then slowly licked up her slit using his tongue to spread her lips as wide as he could just with his tongue. He moved a hand spread her lips wider and the other to slap her lightly on the ass. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>28-10-2013, 03:32:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she pulled his pants off she arched a brow, surprised to see he had nothing on. For a moment, she took in the sight of his hard member- teasingly stroking him, then she sat up and, with his help, shed the rest of her own clothes. Luckily between their two outfits they could cover the sand enough to make this comfortable. The beach probably wasn’t the best place for sex… but it was where they were, and they were both apparently too impatient to wait. <br><br>With the ground covered in their clothes he laid back down and she moved to get back on top of him- but he pulled her higher up, so instead of straddling his lap she was right over his face. <strong>”Wha- oh wow-“</strong> She gasped, aroused and surprised as he licked her thighs and her folds. Her hands settled on top of his head, her fingers threading through his hair as he began to go down on her. Leaning her head back she closed her eyes, a sound of enjoyment passing her lips as he spread her folds apart while licking. Her hips arched forwards gently, her thighs opening wider as she grew more and more aroused. The cool air also caressed over her folds, in sharp contrast to his hot tongue as he continued to lick her. She pulled in a shaky breath- her breath hitching and body jerking a little when he slapped her. Part of her just wanted sex, impatient after going so long without it… but this was very enjoyable too.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>29-10-2013, 05:03:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The taste of her wet love juices on his tongue made his heart race. Victor almost didn't want to but his mind overrode his lust at this time, he pulled her back down and flipped them over. He moved Lynn until she was on her knees and roughly he thrust his swollen cock into her dripping hole. He grasped her hips hard and use them to thrust into her hard but took his time pulled almost all the way back out. He grunted and groaned while doing so, he didn't care who heard them. He just wanted to make her scream his name out into the night, to let the universe know this woman was his and his alone. "Lynn, I used to lay in my tent at nights and jerk off to thinking about doing things like this with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayne</strong> on <strong>30-10-2013, 02:36:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her wetness was dripping onto his tongue and she’d just given a moan of enjoyment when he pulled back. Pulling in an unsteady breath Lynn blinked down at him, confused – at least till he pushed her down to his hips. She started to smile-<strong>”Oh!”</strong> Gasping with alarm, she found him suddenly on top, and her lying on their clothes. She gaped up at him, surprised at his assertiveness, at his forcefulness as he pulled her hips and turned her over, rolling her onto her hands and knees. Within a few moments they were in a new position and he was poised behind her. Her heart was racing, her body filled with excitement.<br><br>Then he thrust forward and she gave out a small startled cry, her back arching as he filled her deep, stretched her. She moaned, trembling, too consumed in the moment to think of keeping quiet. She was so tight around him, her sex like a warm velvet glove gripping down on his hard member. When he spoke, she flushed and nodded. It was a crude sentiment… but she supposed the times when she masturbated in her chambers&nbsp; she had thought of him on more than one occasion as well.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  After the Battle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lonewolf1920</strong> on <strong>30-10-2013, 04:41:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Victor stopped pumping into her for a moment to tease her just grinding his hips against hers. He didn't know where is was coming from, maybe it was all the times she had yelled at him to make sure she looked fair in front of the troops, but he really wanted to hear her beg him to fuck her more. He couldn't wait though and pushed her head down to the clothes leaving her arms under her. He starts to just slam hard and fast into her from this position while holding onto her hips. "Lynn I want you to play with your nipples for me." He wanted to watch her play with them since he could not at this moment. When she came he wanted to switch things around again with her on top of him. 
			</dd>
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