Writing - War is Hell*

>be in order controlled trench
>bro peeks over the top
>gets hit by sniper
>blindly fire into the distance
>Something pulls you back
>"i love a man in uniform~"
>there's an alp stroking your face and you have an urge to protect

Make it a shared foxhole for extra tension

>He was lying on top of you to look up at the field
>She’s now lying back down on top of you.
>You’re not sure when or how, but her gloves, jacket, helmet, pants and shirt are gone, leaving a tank top and briefs.
>Her face is unmistakably feminine with long hair and pouty lips
>Her D cups and visible camel toe make it clear what’s happened
>Her soft hands are caressing your face as she wraps her arms around you.
>As you try to figure out what to do, you realize she has her face buried in your chest and is huffing your scent
>She’s also grinding into you like no tomorrow.
>Far off you hear your captain call for a retreat
>Looks like it’s just the two of you together for a while

>It feels like it’s been hours since it happened.
>The voices of the monsters are growing stronger, but are still far off.
>Your corps is far off by now
>Already weakened by the battle, you weren’t able to fight against her much
>She’s incredibly strong now, but you’d be lying if you said she wasn’t soft and gentle with you
>With almost no effort on her part, you’re now stripped down to your boxers and she continues to hold you tight with both of your clothes folded to make a pillow for you
>Her old tank top has ripped and she has rubbed her breasts over every inch of you
>twice now she has tried for a kiss, only to turn beet red and put her head in the nape of your neck and take a couple deep breaths of your sweat before grinding on you harder
>Unable to take it any further, your dick betrays you and pokes out through the boxer
>she makes the most cute surprised “eep” you’ve ever heard as it brushed against her highly sensitive, lewd opening, with only a thin layer of cotton between you two
>”I can’t take it anymore anon. You were the only one who cared about me and took the time to protect me. You saved my life multiple times; so I have to repay you and give you my life and my everything. Please, let me thank you!”
>She is now stark nude and pulls your dick free
>Overwhelmed by the teasing, you give in and pull her close and hug her back for the first time
>This is the first moment of intimacy you’ve ever had, especially since being trained hard as a soldier
>Holding her head over your shoulder, you can feel tears streaming down her face as her ample ass begins to gyrate like the most experienced woman of pleasure
>The tighter you hug her, the deeper she goes and the more she begins to moan
>She pulls out of your embrace just enough to French kiss you
>Her tongue swirls all around inside and explores every inch of your tongue
>The taste is sweet, slightly salty and vaguely feminine
>She is going to the hilt now with your hips moving involuntarily perfectly in synch with her cadence
>She rears up and arches her back as she slams her body down on your member one more time
>As you ejaculate more than you ever have, her tail, wings, and horns sprout, changing her from the picture of a perfect girl to that of the quintessential succubus
>”Thank you anon. Let’s keep going.”

>It’s been hours since it happened
>You two have explored every inch of each other’s bodies and are basking in the afterglow of who knows how many times
>”I love you anon. Please never let me go.”
>”Don’t worry, I’m right here”