The Soldier Next Door

…Ana POV…

In the deep of the night, I pace my way barefoot up and down the camp. My hair is getting soak, and my toes are disappearing deep into the mud. Why on such an evening does it have to rain so hard. The same hardness the thoughts are pounding through my mind. Is Ethan okay? Why? Why now did they have to do it” If it were not raining so hard, I would have felt better, or is that even the truth. What if I did not walk myself into trouble? Would this have happened? There are so many what-ifs.

Then I feel a hand come from behind and rest on my shoulder. As I spin around and nearly slide off my feet, I see Ray, showing for me to come in from the rain. I have been doing it for hours. As I finally step out into the dry tent, he hands me a towel and a hot cup of coffee.

“You are going to drive yourself crazy out there; the boys are fine, don’t let your head tell you any different.”

“How, how can you be so sure?”

“They have just radio in; they are on their way back.”

“And…and Ethan?”

“Now, why would you think that stubborn boy will not come back? There is only one thing that draws him back here with everything in his body, and right now, she is making me dizzy pacing up and down.”

I jump up in sheer joy and throw my arms around his shoulder. For a fraction of a minute, I hold on and thank him over and over that the boys will be coming back home safely. But that is…this time. Wait until the next time comes.

Rays lets go of me and sit down next to me, “I guess it is the best time to tell you the news. Now I know a lot of the boys are going to be disappointed, but I know you will be happy. I just don’t know how Ethan is going to take it.”

And what he says blows me away completely, this is going to hurt Ethan, now the question begs, who will be the one that is going to tell him. Does Ray want me to do it? Or is he the one that is going to shatter Ethan into pieces?”

…Ethan POV…

It is with pride that we make our way out of the destruction that we have just caused, not truly destruction but a prevention to what would have been a problem. My gut tells me that this group has a bigger part to play in what is happening in the city. We might have just made a far bigger difference than we think we have.

All I can now say is that I have laid a demon to rest; there will be no need for him to sneak his ugly head into my dreams. I have made peace that yes, I am disabled, but I am proud and disabled, and there is nothing that can now stand between me and the rest of the struggles that await. I have proven it to myself that I am a man that can achieve what he sets his heart at.

We leave the camp behind in flames, burning the evil that laid waiting to make its way into the city; we disappear into the woods where we came from so silently. The rain is now starting to clear; far over the horizon, the sun is starting to hug the horizon. The raindrops glisten on the leaves, there is the scent of fresh flowers that fills the air. A new day has begun. We are eager to get home, not only to see the others but to get the remains of battle washed from our bodies.

But I am, most of all, looking forward to seeing Ana. Apart from my own determination to settle a score, she is the only one that pushed me right until the end. Her face is the very first I want to see as we step through those trees. And as we do…there she is!

She comes rushing over me, she is barefoot and completely soaked wet, but nothing is stopping her way from running as fast as her body can carry her. She comes only but a mere step away from me; she leaps through the air and throws her arms around my neck, and claps her legs around my waist.

She begins to cry uncontrollably, through stuttering sobs, she cries over and over, “My god, you are back, you are back, soldier; you made it back.”

I chuckle at her a little and crush my lips against hers, “Boo, I cannot breathe.”

“What? Where? Are you hurt? I cannot see anything?”

“You are squashing me to death.”

“Oh,” she shyly looks from underneath her eyelashes as she slips off from my body. But then she excitement turns to concern, “Are you really okay? I mean, that man, what happened?”

“Let me go have a shower, and then I will tell you all about it.”

I drop my gear at my tent and grab a fesh towel; as I head out, I turn around to see that Ana is following me. “Boo, you can wait at the tent; I won’t take long.”

“Nah, I shall stand outside.”

“Mmm, you are acting a bit creepy, but fine, you can wait outside.”

As I drop every inch of my fabric from my body, the night fades away; the demons are wiped clean, there is nothing left for me to fear anymore, well, only the fear of asking Ana to marry me one day again.

As I step into the shower, it feels like little angels dancing on my skin; each little drop washes away the memories and everything that happened in there. A slight breeze tickles my skin; I close my eyes as I let the water stream down my face.

When I finally open my eyes, “Boo, what are you doing in here?”

“What does is it look like? I am having a shower.”

“Uhm, with all the men?”

“Well, they can wait until I am finished.”

“Finished with what?”

I see her slip her black lace underwear off and step into the shower with me. Damn, she is a sight to behold, especially when she is standing naked in front of me. I step back to allow the shower head to spray her with droplets that do nothing but accentuate her body; they glisten down her breasts and trickle down her stomach.

“God boo, how am I suppose to keep my hands off you in here?”

…Ana POV…

I watch as he smiles and gently bites down into his bottom lip. I know what he is about to do, and god, I am going to let him do whatever he desires. He easily picks my tiny frame up and places me against the wall; I wrap my legs around his back.

I kiss him on the lips. What starts as an innocent peck turns into an instant hunger. His arms grip around me tighter. My arms are around his neck as our lips melt into one. I suck on his bottom lip, and a moan escapes from deep in his throat. I can feel him harden between my open and parted legs. Our kisses become even more intense, and our carnal desires even harder to fight.

I take his hard length and slide it down between my folds. When it reaches the tender skin of my wet entrance, a deep growl rolls over his lips. I look into his eyes; they beg; he wants his raging erection to consume every part of me.

He tightens his grip around my ass and thrusts full and hard. He retracts and drives just as hard but only faster than before. He slips out again and crashes hard. The sex is loud and brutal. With every sharp thrust, our skin slaps together, wet and luscious. My cries grow louder, more desperate, as the pleasure mounts. I am on fire; I am panting and moaning as the ache between my legs is throbbing.

As he finally drops me down to my feet, I can do nothing other than a smile to myself. I love pleasing him; I love the warm afterglow I get when I see him so satisfied…and so happy. After every time he loses control, he gets this cheesy smile, the one where his dimples show…and I love knowing that I am the reason behind it.

He waits for me to dry off and dress. After a short while, he follows behind me to the tent with nothing but a towel wrapped around his body; thank god everyone is standing by Ray. I guess that Ray is about to break the news to everyone else. So I patiently wait for Ethan to get dressed, but before he rushes off to go and join the rest of the platoon, I pull him back and sit him down onto the bed.

He cocks his head and looks at me, confused, “Boo, what is going on?”

“Soldier, there is something I need to tell you.”