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"I'm gonna meet the others. Tomorrow will be tough…” the man sighs “this mission is really full of adversity and we wanted to have a chat to let the tension go away. Wanna come?"
Soap is already standing up and looks at König who is instead lying on the earthy floor.
"No… I prefer to be alone to relax"
The masked one answers, looking away. His back is devastated, his nerves are on edge, and the last thing he wants is to talk bullshit with his coworkers.
"Okay, so… see you later. Don't wait for me awake, maybe I'll be back late"
"Got it"
The Austrian remains alone when the other walks away and rests his head on a sort of pillow, which is actually extremely hard and flat.
Lately he feels more antisocial and nervous than usual without quite understanding why. The free time between one mission and another becomes less and less and despite his physical readiness sometimes the mind tends to make him weaker.
As if the harshness of war were not enough, the presence of one of his colleagues in particular made him feel more and more awkward, which annoys him in front of everyone else.
He looks at the walls of his tent and observes the movements caused by the light wind blowing.
He huffs heavily and brings an arm over his eyes, closing them.
König's head is exploding, suffering from a slight, constant pain, probably due to the daily sound of gunshot that has now crept into his ears and never leaves him again. His mouth twists as he feels the discomfort rumbling in his temples. The tension he feels in the head is also quite present in the chest, like a swarm that dominates between his two lungs.
Really what he would like now would be only silence and rest.
The soldier still has his military clothes on, but like every night he will fall asleep in them, so he doesn't worry about it. He tries to abandon himself to the comfortable warmth of drowsiness waiting to fall asleep completely.
He tries to focus on his chest slowly rising and falling, his heartbeat slowing. For a military man to fall asleep quickly and on command is a very simple task to perform.
Unfortunately for König, however, this is one of those days in which his body completely rebels, giving more priority to another need.
The only thing that disturbs him is in fact the cursed friction that the fabric of his boxers has against the tip of his member. This feeling and thought won't let him sleep despite his tiredness.
For days now, perhaps a couple of weeks, the man has been putting off this physiological duty of his and evidently his body now demands to free itself loudly.
König tries to fight this voice, but ignoring it seems impossible.
He begins to turn around and turn on the inhospitable floor, but worsening the situation due to the occasional contact between the crotch of his pants and the dirt.
König's now again on his back, opens his eyes and looks down, noticing how his erection is visible and shows no sign of leaving.
"Verdammt!" he whispers angrily. The Austrian would just like to wake up the next morning and worry about the upcoming battle.
He waits five minutes in silence, thinking completely of something else, for his cock to soften and leave him alone. His mind, however, always goes back to the beginning.
Since his body really doesn't want to let it go, he thinks the best thing would be to get over it quickly. Raising his head slightly, the man checks that the tent is closed and that no one is inside, just to be safe.
Rapidly, with an annoyed gesture, he unbuttons his trousers and absentmindedly lowers his boxers just enough to let his member out, which frees itself from the fabric, standing straight and hard parallel to his abdomen. It is a little swollen, the tip more purplish than usual, a sign that he could no longer hold back.
He grabs his penis from the base with his hand, making it rise and fall calmly, seeing the glans occasionally disappear between the big and strong fingers.
The well-known electric shock runs through his body from the prostate to the nape of his neck, letting out a slight moan, careful not to be loud so as not to be heard.
Very soon he feels his knuckles a bit wet. His precum is already dripping from his little upper hole.
Feeling close enough to the limit, he increases the speed, action allowed by the previous liquid which makes the movements more fluid.
A light layer of sweat beads his forehead.
The soldier whimpers with his mouth closed, the sound is more nasal and choked in the throat.
He feels his orgasm closer and closer.
Suddenly the image of his teammate flashes through his mind: her back, her lips, the way the white Army T-shirt clings to her.
One step away from finishing, something interrupts its climax.
The zip of the tend rises rapidly and a woman’s voice irrupts in his ears, the voice he was just thinking about; the voice he was practically jerking off to.
“Hey König, i was wondering why you were not with everyone else, so i came to talk a bit if you want to-”
She stops immediately when she sees the man with the bust raised and resting on one hand, his legs are open, one bent and the other is stretched.
The other hand is on his member; His eyes are wide and terrified, looking at the girl, but at the same time there’s something filthy in them.
Immediately the Austrian covers his intimacy, trying to put in his underwear with some difficulty because of the size, especially now that he was so close to coming.
“H-hey! that was not what you think” he says with a heavy breath and a nervous laughter “i swear i was… i was just-”
“Don’t worry…” she answers, looking down at him and with a slight smirk “i can understand”
“no! no you don’t… you think you know what you saw but that was not-”
“so… that’s why you didn’t want to stay with us, interesting”
The girl crosses her arms over her chest and looks first into his eyes, then to his hand that is covering his groin.
“No no i was just tired-”
“you wanted to relax a bit huh… I can tell” she wets her lips with her tongue and smiles mockingly. “You don’t have to justify yourself, it is totally normal” she continues watching how the red on his cheeks becomes so strong that it can even be seen on the small space that the mask shows on his face. König stays silent, not knowing what to say
“I know abstinence during the war is hard” she says entering in the tent completely and closing the zip behind her.
“what are you-”
“It is like this for women too, you know?” the girl interrupts him.
“Even if… you had to be very engrossed in what you were doing to not even hear the footsteps of a person arriving, I wasn't disguising the noise… you are a soldier aren’t you?" she sits down next to him, leaning on her side to look at him better “You were enjoying it that much..?”
Those words spoken with that slightly lower and softer voice make the man's dick throb for an instant.
“I… uh…” he can’t understand what her thoughts are, what are her intentions.
“I guess that’s a yes” her eyes travel all over his lower body, hesitating where the hand covered his crotch.
after some seconds of silence, where König did not know what to do, so stayed still and silence, she talks again
“Keep going”
his eyebrows rise and his eyes widen more
“What?”
“I want to watch you… doing it” The way she asked, so sure of herself but at the same time impatient, made his hand react almost instantly.
He likes to be watched, he can't deny it.
It's a fantasy he's always had and in that moment the girl he's had a crush on for some time and on whom he was about to cum wants to watch him masturbate.
“Why?” he asks without thinking, looking at his hand.
“I just want to see you like this, all shivering from pleasure… with your eyes on me” she catches his chin between two fingers, forcing him to turn towards her.
“Do you mind?” the girl asks gently, getting closer to him
“N-no?” he answers with an unsure tone, watching her lips nearer to his face
“Good” she smiles, lifts his mask just a bit and kisses the soldier slowly.
Little by little during the kiss, that is deeper as the seconds pass, he starts moving his hand again, feeling the fantastic sensation of their tongues joining and their mouths popping every time they separate, to then find each other again.
The young woman's palm meets his cheek, also stroking his neck gently. Her mouth quirks in a grin as she feels his arm tremble and his breathing getting heavier and faster.
He lets out a moan.
“Poor one… you look so desperate”
she whispers in his ear, biting his lobe a little from over the mask.
König groans louder, tilting his head back.
Unexpectedly he feels her hand on his after a couple of seconds trying to grab his boner and to take his place.
“Can I help you, sweetie?” she says, still close to his ear.
He waits a second, in total surprise.
“Y-yeah”
“Yes what?” the girls asks, grabbing his dick but not moving, looking in his eyes with a severe stare
“Yes… yes m-ma'am" he looks directly in her eyes "pretty please…". The boy looks flustered pronouncing these words.
“Good boy” her hand immediately starts massaging his length and tip, her thumb playing with it.
“nngh..” he sighs between his teeth, trying to hold back.
“You can be as loud as you want, they are all away baby”
His precum is again dripping.
“God…Oh my… please d-don’t stop” he looks down at his dick in her smaller hand, now wet, squeezing it hard enough to make him go mad. He starts whimpering at every movement of the girl, totally losing it.
“I’m not going to”
The Austrian is now propped up on both arms, his head cocked forward to look at what's going on. His pelvis instinctively begins to move against her hand, seeking more contact.
“Please kiss me again, please ma’am” he now looks at the girl and she leans closer at him smiling and kissing him passionately.
“You’re so needy…” she says giggling.
After a couple of seconds where their kiss becomes more sloppy and jerky she feels something warm pouring and squirting on her hand.
The man's eyes are rolled back as is his head, his back is more arched than before and slight spasms run through his entire back. He moans sharply.
She backs up and down a couple more times watching his seed come out some more, then removes her hand and licks what's on it.
“S-shit” he whispers looking down and feeling his head lighter. He still struggles to realize what happened. His pants are smeared with his cum, his legs are still a little open. He tries to recover.
The sound of something unhooking and falling to the ground brings him back to reality and makes him look up, where he sees the girl taking off her pants from her ankles and feet, now without shoes. She is wearing black military tank top and panties. The legs end with the feet wrapped only in white socks.
“What are you doing..?”
“What?” she looks at him, puts a hand on her hip looking down on him. “Did you think you were the only one who wanted to have fun?” she continues, sitting on his legs, their intimacies touching: his one is naked, her covered by the panties.
“I just came, I can't do it again already…” he says, feeling the girl’s pelvis warm on his.
“I’m sure you can…” the girl picks his face in her hand and squeezes it with strength “...you're good enough to make it hard again, right?” her tone is menacing despite the nice words.
“I don’t-”
“Right?”
she repeats, rubbing her lower parts on his, wetting her panties.
König heartbeat fasts.
He doesn't quite know how, maybe it's because of her gaze penetrating his, the contact between them, his face pressed between her strong fingers, or maybe her thighs on his, but actually his dick starts to harden again. He nods rapidly.
The girl smiles noticing it.
“Good…”
She moves her panties to reveal her hole, takes his member hard, but not too much, and forces it inside her. She sighs and the Austrian does the same, feeling a bit of pain, overstimulated.
The female soldier sits completely on him wetting his crotch from how excited she is.
König is propped up on his elbows and looked up at her face, her grip shifting from his cheeks to his neck.
After two or three seconds the young woman starts jumping on him, her face twisted in pleasure, her grip tightening. His eyes roll back a bit again, his dick throbbing.
“You seem to like it when I hurt you” the girl whispers
“N-no…” he answers, embarrassed
“No?” She lets go his throat and before he could breathe freely she slaps his cheek lightly, making him moan and his eyes opening more in surprise.
“Liar” she groans, putting her hand around his neck again.
His eyes water and his cock inside her is completely hard again because of her hitting him.
Now that he's fully recovered she moves on top of him, swaying and feeling his member go in and out of her, touching her deeply.
“M-a’am…” he says, biting his lip at the pleasure “does it feel good? Do I feel g-good?” he asks desperately, watching her body over him, her breasts bouncing.
“Yeah..” she tries to answer, moaning loudly
“really?” he says thinly because her fingers don't let much air into his throat.
The girl narrows her eyes and opens her lips, moaning again feeling her body burn.
"Can I… can I touch you more?" He asks whimpering between the words as she nods rapidly.
He grabs her breasts inside his hands
"Thank you" he says looking in her eyes and kissing slowly her chest over her tank top.
Within a few minutes the Austrian is again close to orgasm and starts moving spasmodically his lower body.
"I'm… I'm cumming…"
"Is that so?" She says, stopping moving.
He looks at her in shock, then looks at her whole body trying to find an explanation.
He frowns at her and places a hand on her hip.
"No… no no please continue, I was close.."
"I know, but you'll finish when I say so, I'm not close yet" she answers and lets her hand slide on his face lifting again his mask, putting two fingers on his mouth forcing him to open it.
She makes him lick them and takes them out. A rivulet of saliva is created, dissolving then falling a little on the soldier's chin. She lets her hand go on her lower parts.
The girl groans slightly when her fingers touch her clitoris, making her insides twitch around Königs length.
The Austrian watches the scene, forgetting himself. He concentrates completely on her intimacy massaged by the middle and index fingers, which make a wet noise with each circular movement.
She starts jumping on him again, slowly.
"Fuck" she whispers.
König's giant cock is rock hard, on the verge of orgasm inside her and every time she descends she feels the tip of him touch the deepest, most sensitive spot on her.
"Ma'am… Please make me cum… I don't… I can't take it anymore"
He is sweaty and trembling, a look marked by the effort not to give in to orgasm.
"I-.. shit" she says, riding his dick faster as the movements of her fingers. Her pussy tightens and her heart pounds stronger in her chest.
"I swear I can't… hold it… I'm… I'm.." he says, putting his hands on her hips and squeezing them, moaning loudly and sharply with her, who digs her nails into his shoulder with her free hand.
The other of hers makes the last circles on the clitoris in a disorderly way.
She almost screams in pleasure, her fingers move from her lower parts and go on his other shoulder, squeezing it.
When she lifts the slightest on him, she squirts on his crotch.
They remain still, her forehead resting on his forehead. Their breaths are similarly heavy and strangely coordinated.
The girl opens her eyes slowly, finding his already open and fixed on hers, half closed and tired.
"How… how was I ma'am?" He asks with a puppy stare
"You've been good" she answers, her voice is a bit hoarse.
She pulls off on top of him, dripping some of their liquids onto the ground.
The young woman leans back, relaxing finally.
After a couple of seconds she feels the man, hesitantly hugging her and putting his head on her chest.
"You're such a baby… you also want cuddles" she says smiling.
"That's cute" she adds.
He does not answer at all and stays silent like this, heading her heartbeat.
"mh" he just says.
The girl puts her arm around him, even if he's a lot bigger than her. The other hand is on his head patting it.
The comfortable silence invades the tent between caresses and little cute kisses.
"I think I need to go… if Soap finds me here…" she starts, looking at the zip of the tend.
"No.."
"I really need to. I promise we will do it again after the next mission"
She says looking down at his face. He instantly looks up.
"Promise?"
"I promise"
He gets closer to her face, waits a second or two and then kisses her sweetly.
König looks in her eyes and he doesn't even realize the words he says whispering after that
"I think I really like you…".
After months of overthinking he finally has the courage to tell the girl how he feels, especially since they just had an intercourse.
As soon as he says it, however, he looks away repenting a bit.
His body stiffens because the anxiety of a rejection assails him, the seconds of silence become suffocating.
"I like you too" she answers calmly, like that was not even a confession.
She smiles and pats his head once again.
Her answer was too natural to have understood what he really meant by 'I like you'.
Does she think maybe he likes the way they fucked? That he likes her like a friend or something like that?
"Uh… I meant…" he is interrupted by footsteps in the distance, the earth shaking a little beneath them.
"I need to go"