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Thread: Embedded (Gunner x LingeringDesire)

Presley felt his eyes on her, evaluation or sizing up, either way she wasnt sure. Biting her plump lower lip she broke into a smile, So serious, but alright Sergeant Wright. She let her mind linger on that a moment, wondering if he made his bed partner cry that out in pleasure. Perhaps she was allowed to call him Eric, but only in that instance. Blushing for a brief second she wondered why her mind flipped there. Probably because of the situation at hand. Okay, so how long will we be gone, Sergeant? She asked tilting her head at him, lifting one graceful hand to shield her eyes so she could look up at him. Though it caused her breath to get caught in her throat so she dropped her hand and looked away. She went over the rest of what hed said, obviously not approving of her manner of dress now. However she knew what was required when working, but she was off until 845 am the next morning. At least it wasnt like 6 or 7. Oh, and I remember my OpSpec meeting. I dont plan on publishing any of my photos until I return to the states, unless it is generic. But it is all up to my team, Bill, Bates, Megan and myself. She pointed to the group on the porch area of the little buildings. Seemed to her the guy was being an ass, perhaps he hadnt spent much time around women but he was bringing out the worst in her. Should I get my thong approved by you in the morning or tonight? She spat out before turning from him. Shed heard enough, but she was disoriented and she wasnt sure where their rooms were. Sighing she headed over to her team.
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So SO sorry it took me so long to reply. Finals really beat me down I'm still recovering... At her first question, Sergeant Wright pulled a water-proof notepad from his thigh pocket and checked his notes, more to distract himself from his idle thoughts than anything else. Thoughts of what she would look like without her outfit thoughts of what her pants moans would sound like thoughts of her taste. It's a simple route recon. We're meeting for PCIs at 0900 and rolling out at 1100 you probably outta grab a couple MREs at the chow hall to bring with. It shouldn't take more than three or four hours, but pack your night optics anyway. he said. It seemed to be going okay, but then she copped an attitude with him. He snorted, as if the PPE requirements set up by MNCI were HIS idea. As if he'd be wandering around in kneepads if he wasn't forced. He sneered a bit at her as she got defensive. It would be best to get it approved sooner than later! he called after her as she walked away. And with that he turned and walked away. He had a lot to get ready for tomorrow. OOC BTW, I'll explain the acronyms and what-not that she'd know, and intentionally leave the rest unexplained. PPE - personal protective equipment MNCI - Multi-National Coalition Iraq
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It's alright I understand. I am patient as long as you give me a heads up, and you did lol Pres waived him off, in no mood to hear what he had to say now. She needed to burn off some of her anger. She did hear his suggestions, whether or not she'd follow them was up in the air. If she'd really wanted to she'd have flipped him the bird, but found that was childish and probably against some sort of rule. She sat with her team getting to know the others in the group, she wasn't sure of the proper words. They all seemed nice enough, nicer than Mr. Sergeant Eric Wright. With a smile on her lips she thought of the man with his breathtaking face and found it a shame to have been wasted on such an ass of a man. Her mind flipped to his ass, it was a pleasantry. Damn... She lamented, more to herself as she attempted to dismiss the image. Dozing off in her bed hours later she couldn't wipe his image from her mind and proceeded to the shower trailer to cool down. She emerged, covered in short shorts and tank, sans bra and panties. Her hair was wrapped in a towel. Presley slipped back into the building, the area was silent and soon she was able to slip off into dreamland. Her gear was packed and her outfit laid out, pants and plain shirt to go under her vest thing and the atrocious helmet Sergeant Cranky would force her to wear. All too soon the alarm rang out and she groaned, dressing was easy and done in a matter of moments. She tucked the helmet under her arm after pulling her dark hair back into a ponytail. The tee covered her up and the vest added bulk to her otherwise thin frame. The new boots were laced up and two pairs of socks adorned her feet, Megan suggested it to help until she broke them in well. She prayed the man was in a better mood this morning and moved out of her room and to the mess hall with her crew. This should be very interesting... She sighed as she spotted the man with his own crew at one of the tables. OOC Awesome... some I kind of have a clue about like the MRE's I know those are the ready to eat type meals, at least I think so lol
Thread: Embedded (Gunner x LingeringDesire)

HMMWV Pres' seat 4-3 vehicle is up no casualties. Negative, we're moving. Roger. he said into his radio. He turned to his driver. Keep going, and keep an eye on the engine temp, lemme know it starts movin' up. It happens. Usually they're bigger than that one. And sometimes they shoot at us too. But hey, at least now you have a cool story to tell people back home. he said to her before turning back to his job. From there it was only a short drive back to the FOB. The vehicles stopped just inside the gate to allow everyone to unload clear their weapons, while Eric went and had a short meeting with the platoon sergeant PL. Before he left he told the driver NOT to turn off the truck, just in case it wouldn't start up again. Ski had the vehicle's heavy MG cleared, then unmounted it loaded it into another vehicle, so Dale could drive it straight to the FOB's tiny motor pool. Other than the IED, it was a textbook patrol. Eric, and most of the other soldiers, were still riding the adrenaline wave from the blast and they were a bit twitchy tightly wound. Eric, unfortunately, had to go off and give multiple reports about the incident, leaving her on her own. It was hours before he was free again, finally done with all of the tasks that the incident had 'inconvenienced' him with. Well, almost all the tasks. The CO had told him that he needed to go make sure that Presley was 'dealing with it alright'. So, after he showered changed into a clean PT uniform and headed up to her room, opening the door.
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Eric hadn't eaten dinner yet, but when he stepped into the room, he found himself possessing a different kind of hunger. He'd heard her say his name as he entered, but he'd had no idea why. As soon as he stepped in he knew. Even if she hadn't been laying there, spread naked, her cheeks flush, and out of breath. Even without that, he could smell the slight scent of her arousal in the room. For the first few seconds, we couldn't do anything but stand in the doorway, his hungry eyes roving over her body, poorly covered by her tiny hands. This was certainly giving him a new perspective on the reporter he had to babysit. Then he remembered that she'd asked him why he was here. He stepped into the room then closed the door behind him before he answered. He knew he could get in a LOT of trouble for this, but he couldn't help it not now. Not after the day he'd had, and certainly not after seeing her bare. I came to check on you, see if you were okay. Seems you're a little better that okay though. A little rude to use my name without inviting me though, don't you think? he said, his voice quiet low. Eric's hands went to the hem of his shirt, slowly pulling it up over his head. As the clothing moved out of the way, it slowly revealed his lean torso muscular abs, toned pecks, and muscular shoulders as he finally got the shirt off let it fall to the ground. He grinned a little as he sat down on her bed, facing her. So, am I living up to the fantasy? he asked, his eyes locked with hers. His hand pressed lightly against her mound, then slid downward, slipping between her hand and her wet lips. He knew he shouldn't, but he also knew that they both needed it. His fingers toyed with her lower lips and her pierced clit, but never entering her, just teasing her. Suddenly he stood up, not able to take it any longer. He kicked off his running shoes and slowly pulled down his PT shorts, revealing to her his hard cock, definitely above average in all respects. Move your hands. he said the words quietly, but there was a commanding undertone to it, enhanced by his eye contact. In the back of his mind he wondered. Was this the first time she'd done this? Was hewould he live up to fantasy? Was this how she'd imagined it?
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Pres swallowed hard, her eyes just as hungry. What was it about a near death experience that caused people to become horny? She knew now was not the time to contemplate the answers. Sitting up, hands still attempting to cover herself, even though she already knew he'd seen her. It was the fact of the matter and it gave her a bit of control. That is until he shut the door and spoke. She couldn't keep her jaw from dropping. Invite you... You, you infuriate me! Eric is the name of my boyfriend back home... She lied, eyes glancing away but then back as he slowly peeled the shirt from his form. Eyes riveted on his torso, she knew he was well formed, I... I am fine... Her words were soft and he continued on as though she'd said nothing. Her tan cheeks had lost their blush and she sat there gawking at him. Her heart pounding in her chest, body burning and eyes telling of her desire. Her hand moved out and over his chest, stomach and shoulders. She loved a man that took care of himself. She wanted to rip the uniform off and fuck him with his pants around his ankles and his shirt wide open. Biting her lip she kept from confirming or denying him an answer as her hand drew back to cover her breasts again. Like it helped. Sitting there she didn't stop him, or attempt to stop him as his hand went against her. Closing her eyes she released her breasts but kept her hand over her pussy. Some modesty was needed, even if his hand was touching her around her own small digits. She bit her lip hard and moaned, the bite was to keep it from going as loud as it could be. She wanted his finger in her, but more than that... His weight left the bed and his hand was gone. Heaving breaths caused her breasts to bounce as her eyes opened. No... She whimpered, thinking he was leaving her like this alone. Trembling she watched his shorts drop and reveal his hardness to her. Her mouth watered from just the site, her pussy quivered in want. It was so wrong but god she needed this, needed him. Her eyes moved over all of him before the command, brown depths finding his. She gave no resistance and moved her fingers from her pussy before she spread her legs invitingly. Her hand that left her pussy reached out to him and stroked the hard, thickness of him. Her thumb caressing the ridges and slight bulges. She'd never done anything like this, had a fantasy come real. But she wanted this, wanted him and had since she laid eyes on him, but this could only be a one time thing, right?
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All Eric did when she denied it claimed he infuriated her was smirk. He felt the same way about her, but that didn't mean that he wasn't attracted to her. He saw her staring at her chest, similar to the way he was staring at hers, and when she touched him he felt the electricity of lust between them. He heard her moan felt the slightest tremble of her body at his intimate touch, which was just the the appetizer for the night's activities. Then she grabbed his cock, stroking him, and he let out a sound somewhere between a moan a growl. It had been way too long since he'd been with a woman, thanks to deployment, and by now he was aching for her touch, aching to feel her wrapped around him. slowly he pulled free of her grip and moved around behind her on the bed. His strong arms encircled her, one going to a breast, the other going to her wet wanting slit. Gently he slid a finger barely into her depths, stroking the length of her slit several times before coming to rest on her piercing, his mouth moving close to her ear. You didn't have to put on jewelry to impress me, doll. he whispered, his hot breath blowing over her neck ear. Each word was punctuated with a gentle tug on her piercing, and he finished with a nibble on her earlobe. His mouth moved down the slope of her shoulder, giving her several bites to the meat of her shoulder, far enough down that her shirt would cover them. Slowly he pulled his wet finger from her folds put it in his mouth, sucking it clean with an 'mmmmm'. He wanted to tease her more, to keep dragging it out, to get her to beg for him, but as enjoyable as that would've been, he was too hot right now for any of that. I know I don't need to ask if you're ready, do I? If you were anymore ready we'd need a mop... he whispered into her other ear. Suddenly he hopped up off the bed, grabbed her by the shins and pulled her to the edge of the bed, which was the perfect height for what he planned next. He placed her spread legs on his shoulders, lined himself up with her, and slid into her tight, how, wet depths. He let out another grunt, a little louder than the previous one. Damn... he let out as he hilted her with his first stroke.
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The way her body reacted to his every touch, his every breath, was incredible, their every touch electric. He wasn't fooling himself neither of them liked the other, he knew this wasn't love or anything silly like that, but there was need , and their bodies seemed to fit each other perfectly. His manhood fitting perfectly into her core, a tight fit despite her wetness. And that was without her trying to pull him farther into her. Then her words reached his ears, her soft, breathy words sounding almost musical as she told him how she wanted it. He grinned down at her, his handsome face split by his lustful grin, his dark eyes staring straight into hers. I'm not sure you can handle that. he said as he started to pull back for his next thrust. You look like a pretty delicate little thing. Think you can handle what 'meaning it' is? He meant his words as equal parts challenge, tease, and warning. He slowly pulled back, until only the very tip of his thick cock was still inside her, then pushed back into her at the same almost leisurely pace he'd used before, doing so another four or five fives. He pulled back again, and then suddenly slammed into her, as hard fast as he could, setting his new pace. He pulled back and pushed into her tunnel at the new break-neck pace. Each thrust drew an animalistic grunt from him. God-damn, doll.. he said, barely able to speak between grunts. He closed his eyes for a second, although the pace of his thrusts never faltered, and his smile of pure, carnal bliss never left his face. He couldn't believe how good she fit, like they were made for each other. As soon as his eyes opened, he once again locked eyes with her, his face mirroring all the desires obvious on hers ecstasy, lust, and need Fuck Presley...fuck... he said, using her name for the first time. As he pushed into her, one of his hands moved from her thigh, to trail down her leg, to play with her piercing as he continued to push himself into her tightness.
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Her eyes fixed on his, the nerve of him telling what she could.. Oh, fuck. She exclaimed, letting the thought drop from her mind. Who was he to know, saucy bastard was just fucking with her mind, same as her wet pussy. Damn right I am but I can handle whatever you throw at me... if you have it in you. She thought two could play that game. He started off with those slow unnerving thrusts, and then pulled out the big guns. Slamming home she cried out, his balls bouncing off her ass with each deep, hard, mind-blowing thrust he gave her. Presley arched her back and moved her hips, meeting him and needing him. She was there with him, couldn't form words, only soft mewls and coos of pleasure. The smile that washed over her face was of pure bliss, he fit like a glove and slammed home in all the right spots. He felt amazing, but she wasn't about to stroke his ego and tell his cocky ass that. Eyes locking she licked her lips and moaned, god how she needed this, it didn't have to be him but it was and god that made it even more exciting and dangerous. Her name caught her attention, she smiled. He DID know it. She almost laughed at the thought but his fingers moved down her leg to toy with her pierced clit. The hard little nub stood at attention and the first stroke caused her tight channel to clench in pleasure. Fuck me... She panted, thinking she maybe had control of her voice. But his touch of expertise to her clit told her that her mind was about to be blown. It wasn't enough that he was hot as sin. That he knew how to fuck like an animal. But he also knew exactly what she needed to get her off. This wasn't love, it was the sizzle of hatred that fueled this passionate joining. She groaned as he took her higher, each thrust rocketing into her channel. Bastard... she whimpered. Her orgasm fastly approached, he likely knew it and hence the additional touches. Almost... please? The female wasn't above begging, and he seemed like the type to want it that way. Smug asshole that he was. But she wasn't too proud to beg, hell after this round.. well, she knew where to go and what to do. After this? The audacity of her thoughts made her groan. NO, there was NO after this... this, this was a one time weakness. Another thrust, she moaned his name... maybe one more time. Her thighs shook and her channel began to clutch and quiver around his cock. OH fuck... Eric...
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Eric chuckled as she challenged him. She was feisty, more so than he'd initially given her credit for, and he liked that. He liked a girl with some fire in her, at least in the bedroom. Oh, she would be fun next time. And there most certainly would be a next time. Despite their disdain for each other, he knew they were both enjoying this way too much to not have another go, especially given how stressful their environment was. She reacted to his every touch, every thrust, every incidental contact, mewling, cooing, wriggling, twitching. She was incredible. So sensitive, so in tune with him. She licked her mouth moaned, looking incredibly sexy as she did. Her womanhood was perfect the perfect depth, tightness, wetness heat. Perfect for his cock. Perfect for him . This was all so deliciously wrong not only did he not like this broad, but if they got caught, he would be done. But that just made it more exciting. When he started touching her piercing she clenched around him, obviously enjoying the sensation, and the increased tightness drew a growl from him, even making his pace slow slightly for a few thrusts before his pace returned to normal. He was sure she'd noticed, but he didn't care. There were very few things that mattered to him right now. And her voice as she told him what to do to her, her voice quiet breathy, tinged with excitement, arousal need, mirroring her face, which only made him tease her clit more intensely. Her begging was music to his ears, there was nothing sexier than a woman telling how close she was how bad she needed it. Not that she needed to, he was certainly going to satisfy her. Making his partner cum was a point of pride it showed his manliness, his virility his sexual prowess. And a woman orgasming was sexy . When she told him how close she was, he just gave her a cocky smile as he kept thrusting into her. He knew she was close, and he was too, he doubted he'd last much past the end of her orgasm. He felt her start to clench around him, and he started to move his manhood in a tiny circle inside her as he thrust into her, thumbing her pierced clit. Come on Presley! Cum for me! Scream my name Presley! he hissed through clenched teeth, on the verge of climax himself, the only thing allowing him to hold out was the fact that she hadn't yet either.
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Fuck, She groaned as she felt the tiny circles he began moving in. The intensity with which he toyed with her piercing and the expert moves of the male pounding her were enough to put her over the edge. But it didn't. What did do it, was his telling her to cum. Wasn't anything sexier than a hot as hell male telling her to cum on his cock, scream his name. She wanted to hold out, be the stubborn bitch he thought her to be... but she couldn't. Everything about him and this session of fucking said cum NOW dammit. So she did. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her fingers turned white as she clenched at the blanket covering her bed, and her pussy gripped him in a firm handshake. So tight she swore she could feel him throbbing inside her tightness. He said for her to scream his name... she did. Sergeant Eric Wright... She hadn't meant for it to be so formal, but it was. And on her behalf, the building was empty. Or well relatively so. Though if the heard they didn't come running and well who could blame them. She sounded like she was screaming mad, no one liked a screaming mad female. No ONE. Could orgasms last a full hour? It sure as hell felt like hers did. Pulsing and shuddering, sweating and gasping. Damn, she forgot how to speak English. The female spouted off something in another language. Was is French, Spanish.. Italian? Who knew. Presley felt him ramming into her through her orgasm, the fucker was bound and determined to leave an impression of himself on her mind. Ruin her for every sexual encounter EVER after this. Next time she was going to be on top. Show him how it felt... her mind went blank. Yeah even on top he'd find some way to ruin it for her. She grunted his name, Eric. Followed by a whispered, Cum dammit, stop wasting time! She wasn't a fool, they'd been at this a while. Like they needed to be caught... She didn't want ANYONE knowing he'd fucked her and she'd MORE than enjoyed it. His ego was already huge, the rumor mill didn't need any fresh juice to pass around. When he did cum, she squealed. The power and magnitude of his dick taking up every bit of space before it emptied into her caused her pleasure. Fuck him! At least she was on the shot. No little Eric's to deal with, the thought actually saddened her, but she dismissed it and basked in the afterglow of mind blowing sex. Nothing he said could ruin this moment.. at least she hoped not.