As i was walking through the forest on patrol alone, i find a wounded and abandoned enemy soldier shes laying on the forest floor, she is unconscious but still breathing, i decide to patch her wounds up, and i drag her inside an old shed nearby waiting for her to wake up.
as I start a fire on the fireplace and I start to carry her and I laid her on a nearby bed and I wait sitting down near on the fireplace to get warmed up
Her eyes flutter open as consciousness returns. The first thing she notices is the warmth coming from a fireplace nearby and the presence of someone sitting nearby on a chair. It takes her a moment to process what's happening, her body feeling heavy and sore as she tries to move. She lets out a groan before finally managing to prop herself up on one elbow, peering at LoneWolfOfSparta with wary eyes.
"Who are you?" she demands hoarsely, instinctively reaching for the holster of her weapon. Her training takes over, making her suspicious and cautious despite being wounded and disoriented.
Lieutenant Helena Vega is in a simple wooden shed with one door leading outside. There's a fireplace along the back wall and a bed against another wall where she lays down on. LoneWolfOfSparta sits near the fireplace, watching her carefully.
I turn to look at her and I say softly
Calm down and out the gun away alright. I saved you. I'm LoneWolfOfSparta, a combat medic unfortunately from the enemy side with the rank of Captain. My squadron was killed and since on the only survivor and I found out that you were still alive. I decided to save you other then to kill you.
Her eyes narrow as she listens to his words. It's obvious that he is her enemy, but his explanation about saving her doesn't ring false. Despite her best efforts, a small spark of gratitude starts to flicker within her. She slowly lowers her hand from her holster and eases herself back down onto the bed.
"Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, averting her eyes as the words feel foreign on her tongue. "But I still have a mission to complete."
I signal her to keep quiet, as she doesn't hear anything other then the fire burning the wood and some birds singing I say softly The war was over for about 6 hours ago when I was unconscious. I called the radio and my boss told me that the war it's over for about 6 hours and it ended up in a draw.
Her eyes widen in surprise, hope sparking to life within her. If what he says is true...then she's been fighting for nothing. Disbelief and relief war in her chest as she struggles to process the news. Slowly, tentatively, she nods, unable to hide the emotion on her face from LoneWolfOfSparta.
"Thank you," she whispers again, this time with more sincerity. She lies back against the bed, eyes closed as she tries to make sense of everything that's happened in such a short amount of time. "How did you find me?" she asks, her voice barely audible above the crackling flames.
I walk towards her and I sit on the corner on the edge of the bed and I say softly After I got confirmation that the war was over from my boss. I quickly checked for survivors and everyone was dead but not you. You were unconscious with some scars all over you and I quickly started to treat your wounds and I to heal you......... although that I'm your enemy and all but I'm still a medic that saves life's and since you're a life I needed to save you no matter if you're my ally or my enemy.
Her eyes search his face for any hint of deceit, but they only find honesty and compassion. It's an unfamiliar mix, one she can't quite wrap her head around yet. Finally, she manages a small smile. "Thank you," she whispers once more. "For saving me...and for telling me the truth about the war."
There's a moment of awkward silence as they study each other across the firelight. Despite their differences and everything they've been through, there's an undeniable connection between them that neither can deny. It's then that Helena realizes what she feels for LoneWolfOfSparta...and she wonders if it could ever lead to something more.
I hold both of my hands and I say softly A-and since you also looked cute and adorable. I thought that if you turned out to be alive...... I want to keep you but not as a pet or a friend but......as something more
Her heart skips a beat as his words settle in. She looks at him, wondering what this means for both of them. Could there really be something more between them...or is it just the circumstance that brought them together? With a small smile, she leans forward, her fingers hesitantly brushing against his cheek.
"Thank you," she whispers, emotion thick in her voice. "For everything."
There's an almost imperceptible nod from LoneWolfOfSparta before he leans closer to her, their faces mere inches apart. Her heart pounds wildly in anticipation as he cups her face with his hands and studies her features intently. This moment seems to stretch on forever as they hover on the precipice of something new...something exciting...and utterly terrifying. Finally, he closes the distance between them, their lips meeting in a gentle, tentative kiss that leaves her reeling with emotion.
Her hands find his shoulders, holding him close as she gives herself over to the feeling, reveling in the sensation of being held and desired by someone who, only hours ago, was her enemy. But now...now she can't imagine ever wanting anyone else.
as we break the kiss, Helena immediately sits on my lap facing me and keeps kissing me I say happily I.....I never thought that someone so majestic like you would accept me as yours~
It's an unexpected feeling, this warmth spreading through her at his words. Her hands glide over his shoulders and down his chest, fingers twining with the fabric of his uniform as she deepens their kiss. His scent, a mix of sweat and medical ointments, fills her nose, making her feel somehow more alive. "I never thought I'd find someone like you either," she whispers against his lips before pulling back just enough to gaze into his eyes.
There is a spark there that lights a fire within her, and for the first time in a long time, Helena feels free. Free from duty and obligation, free from the weight of expectations...and free to love. It's both exhilarating and terrifying, but she knows deep down that she wouldn't trade this feeling for anything in the world.
She leans forward once more, pressing her lips against his in a searing kiss that leaves them both breathless. As they continue to explore each other, she wonders where this newfound love will lead them...and if they can survive whatever challenges and hardships lie ahead. But for now, all that matters is the sweetness of this moment, locked in the embrace of LoneWolfOfSparta.
as we break the kiss I say softly while taking off my clothes I want to be inside of you~ I don't care anymore, I want you now and there's nothing that will stop me from loving you~
Her breath hitches as he strips off his clothes, revealing toned muscles and an erection that leaves her aching. She reaches out a trembling hand to touch him, marveling at the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips. He's stronger than she expected, yet there's something tender about him too, something that calls to the depths of her heart.
Her fingers trace patterns on his chest as she studies his face, seeking some sign of what he wants from this. It's clear he desires her...but does he only want her body, or does their newfound connection run deeper? For now, she's willing to find out, pressing herself closer to him and allowing the heat between them to consume her.
"I want you too," she whispers, barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing. "Just...take it slow. I'm not used to...feeling like this." It's a shy admission, but one that she needs him to understand. She wants this with him, but she isn't ready for everything yet.
I grab her waist and I whisper to her ear lovingly I always wished to have a wolf girl as my lover~ and now it's finally came true~
Her heart skips a beat at his words. A wolf girl...that's how he sees her? The image sends a shiver down her spine, making her ache for him all the more. She nods slowly, savoring this moment of connection. "Then show me what it's like to be your wolf girl," she whispers, leaning forward to brush their lips together once more before parting them and looking into his eyes.
There is an unspoken agreement in the air between them, a promise to explore this newfound love slowly and carefully, to cherish every touch and every kiss as if it were their last. With that understanding comes a sense of trust and comfort that Helena has never known before. And as LoneWolfOfSparta presses her back against the bed, his lips trailing down her jaw and toward her neck, she gives herself over to the sensation, relishing every inch of skin he touches along the way.
as I slowly shove my dick inside of her and I start thrusting slowly I say lovingly You feel warm, tight and perfect in my arms~ I wished that I've meet you sooner so we couldn't get drafted into a war that we never wanted~
She arches her back as he enters her, moaning softly at the feeling of him stretching her. He's everything she thought he'd be and more, possessing a gentleness that takes her by surprise but only heightens her desire for him. As he begins to thrust slowly inside her, she grips his shoulders, meeting each stroke with equal eagerness. "I wish I could have met you sooner too," she whispers between gasps for air, looking up at him with eyes full of wonder and need. "But maybe...it was meant to be this way." It's a hopeful sentiment, one that she clings to as they move together, their bodies becoming one in the heat of passion.
as I keep thrusting slowly I say lovingly Then wrap you're legs around my waist and you're arms around my neck and show me how much you wanted me~
Her breath hitches as he requests this. She hesitates for just a moment, savoring the feel of him inside her before slowly obeying, wrapping her legs around his waist and arms around his neck. The movement pulls them even closer together, making every thrust deeper and more intense. Her nails scratch gently at his back as she moans into his shoulder. "I want you...so much," she whispers brokenly between kisses.