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His eyes widened after hearing the gunshot. Heart thumping and palms sweating, he looked over his shoulder to check who took the shot. Every part of his muscle froze seeing Sasha laid on the floor, bleeding.
Connie and Jean rushed over her and checked the extent of the injury. Jean immediately commanded their medic to take a look on Sasha's injury. He caressed her sweating face as he tried to contain is upcoming tears.
"Sasha! Hang on. The medic is coming." He whispered. Connie was already crying at her side while he was trying to manually stop the bleeding on Sasha injury. Medics rushed on Sasha's side trying to tend her wound. They requested for a secluded area of the airship to suture her up. Her breathing was ragged and started to look pale and dusky. She was loosing a lot of blood from her wound.
"Sha! don't leave us. Hang on." Jean worriedly said as they lay her on one of the beds in the airship.
"You have to step out from the room Commander. We will let you know once we are done here." One of the medics asked them to leave the room as they started to do Sasha's operation.
"What happened to the two Marley soldiers?" Jean asked Connie who was also waiting outside the room.
"They were sent to Captain Levi for investigation. They were just kids. Damn it!" Connie whispered angrily.
"Jean, what if Sasha—" Connie told him worriedly. Jean grabbed Connie's shirt harshly. Anger evident on his eyes.
"Don't you dare finish that sentence! She is tough and she will survive. Don't you dare give up on her." He released his grip from his friend's shirt and left him. He needed to clear his head. He could not think straight. Fear was etching its way into his heart. He won't loose Sasha. They already lost a lot of friends, family and lovers because of this war.
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Sasha felt the heaviness of her body upon waking up. She felt the sting of her injury on her left side. She tried to sit up but a gentle hand on her shoulder pushed her back to bed.
"Don't strain yourself. Your sutures are still fresh." Jean said while he caressed her tired face. He leaned on to kiss her forehead until his lips reached her pink lips.
"I thought I lost you Sha. I can't afford to loose you. I can't—" He wasn't able to finish his sentences as tears started to flow from his eyes. He stayed tough all through out the night for Sasha but after seeing her weak state, he couldn't stop his tears from flowing.
"You are such a big cry baby. I am here. You did not lose me." She returned his kisses while caressing his bearded chin.
"But what if I lose you that night. What if I lose you because I did not keep an eye on you." He told her, holding her hand tightly.
"Stop it Jean. I am here. We won't loose each other because of this war. You have to meet my parents. Kaya would love to meet you. We haven't told them about us yet." She giggled as she played with his brown locks.
Jean snorted and kissed her forehead again. She never failed to uplift the mood. He promised himself that he will never let his sunshine be gone from him.
"Let me get you something to eat and I am pretty sure they already want to pester you." Jean smiled and by the time he opened the door of her room, they came rushing on her side. Mikasa trying to be gentle while hugging her tightly. Connie and Armin crying on her side again.
Perhaps, in this chaotic world, they can still say that life is good.
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Days already passed and Sasha recovered quickly from that fateful shot. Jean just got off from their routine scouting on the field when he found Sasha in his room wearing his white polo shirt.
"Damn, so sexy." He whispered while leaning on the door.
"You find tending my wound sexy?" Sasha laughed loudly. He didn't realize that he whispered it loudly, blushed crept on his face. He couldn't help but to smile softly to his lover's laughter.
"How is it going?" He asked while unloading his stuff on his study table.
"I am healing pretty much fine." She showed him her wound. He tried to avert his gaze from it but he couldn't help but to notice that she was only wearing her white innocent panty under his white polo shirt.
'Innocent? I think I had already taken that before.' He smirked from the past memory. He had vivid details of that memory at the back of his mind.
"Hey! Stop that lecherous smile on your face." She pouted as she placed a clean gauze on her wound. Jean step closer to her. Holding her waist and trailing his nose on her delicate neck. He kissed it lovingly and smelled her natural blossom scent.
Nose touching it each other until their lips met. From slow, soft kisses until he traced her lips with his tongue. She allowed him to access her mouth as their tongue played lovingly with each other. She started to loosen his cravat and unbutton his green suit. He stopped her midway.
"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you." He asked.
"I'm sure. I missed us. I missed this— just be gentle love. I want to feel you." With that cue, he kissed her passionately. Squeezing her right breast and tweaking her hard nipples over the white polo shirt. He also divested her body from the white polo shirt that was wearing.
He gently laid her on the bed as he launched his lips on her hardened nipple. She moaned loudly when she felt his fingers tracing her soaked cunt. Long fingers slid along her labia, two fingers slid in her waiting canal.
He kissed every part of her body especially her battle scar. He loved this woman so much that it scared him to death that this war will separate them away. He kissed her womb and looked at her lovingly.
He loved making her moan. He moved both hands on her waist down to her smooth thighs. Sliding his hand on her shapely legs, he parted them slowly and positioned his shoulder under her thighs. He gazed at her lovingly, kissing the inside of her thigh until his tongue leaked her soaking clit.
She closed her eyes and moaned softly, massaging her lover's head. He tasted every bit of her flavor. He wrapped his strong arms around her legs and pulled her soaking canal to his awaiting tongue. He flattened his tongue on her canal and gave it a long, loud suck. Sucking and lapping every essence of her. She trashed on his bed, gripping his sheets, arching her back from pleasure.
It made him more excited as her essence soaked his lips. He aligned his sturdy cock and slowly entered her.
"Fuck baby—" Sasha moaned, tracing his hard abs. He leaned to kiss her again and started giving her slow, deep thrust.
"I love you so much." He whispered on her lips. "I love you that it will kill me if I loose you."
She kissed him back, matching the level of passion of his lips. They continued their erotic dance. He can feel her tightening around his length, gripping her plum butt tighter.
"Baby, inside, finish inside me. I want to feel you." She moaned on his mouth as he squeezed her butt firmly.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, It's my safe day. Please. I want to feel your essence inside me." He kissed her firmly. His eyes never left hers as they made love. She brought up her legs and locked her ankles around his strong hips. With one final thrust, he filled her weeping core with his essence. He lent down and swallowed her cry of satisfaction.
"I love you." Sasha hugged his sweating body, still joined to him intimately.
"As long as we live. As long we survive this endless battle. I will never let you go. Lets stay forever" He uttered his lifelong promise to her.
The company of each other is more than enough. Eyes glistened from unshed tears, she touched his face lovingly.
"I am not going anywhere."
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