Even if the sky is falling down - A Volodymyr Zelenskyy fanfiction

Chapter 6 - One night in Kherson (I)

As the counter offensive of the Ukrainian army in the south of the country begins to work, Volodymyr gets new trust in the victory of Ukraine. When Kherson got liberated, Volodymyr wants to visit the brave soldiers that supposedly did a change in this war. For the first time, he leaves Kyiv for more than one day because he wants to show presence in Kherson for the invincible citizens. I'm really happy due to this important victory but the thought of not seeing Volodymyr for a couple of days kills me inside, although we still don't have much private contact. As I have much time to think about him and what I want to do with him, it feels as if I would lose him again as it was in the night the invasion started. So, I carefully ask him if I could come with him to Kherson. I promise to stay in background, but Volodymyr does not allow. "I don't need you there and I won't put you in any senseless danger", he explains.

So, I stay in Kyiv without him. We have some short calls and I ask him every time when he will be back. But he was not going to name a certain date. He explains to me that he could also hold the important meetings from Kherson. "I need to get an overview over the region, the devastation and what we can do here next, okay?", he tells me.

Although I understand the importance of what he is doing over there, it is hard for me to accept that his leading-role in that war keeps us from exploring our feelings for one another and to build up another level of our relationship as we already had. Suddenly, it was me who could not keep control over my feelings. He seems to manage that better than me cause he can not think much over it and always is in action. 

After a week has passed by, I could not wait any longer. Something deep inside me behaves like a child as I get into the next train with southern direction. I even don't know where he exactly spends his nights, but I move heaven and hell to find it out. And I am successful.

The room I am waiting for him was completely dark and cold due to the blackouts the whole country is facing. Only the moon is shining through the window which lightens up the room a little bit. Here he was sleeping for the last nights, I think. If one can talk about sleeping – it is already after midnight, and he isn't back from his visit of the main hospital in Kherson. But I will patiently wait for him. He won't expect me to be here and will be disappointed when he finds out, but I just want to stay one night with him in this dreary room. Just to feel his body next to me. His skin on mine. Because this is the only thing I can expect from this relationship in the moment. 

I unpack the few things I brought with me and then sit down on the small bed we would share tonight. It feels like hours pass by until I hear some noises outside. There it is – his deep voice I was falling for in the first seconds I was listening to him on my mobile phone. Bogdan, the guard who let me in his room, tells him that someone is waiting for him to arrive. My heart starts to beat faster – finally, we will be reunited.

He opens the door and scans the room for the one waiting for him. As soon as he sees me, a bright smile covers his face. "No way", he says. "I'm also happy to see you", I respond. "What are you doing here?" "I couldn't stay another night without you, to be honest". "So, you thought coming over here would be a good idea". "Isn't it?", I ask a little insecure. "Of course it isn't", he says. "It will be very cold at night and we have no fluent water in here", he explains. "I know. But I don't care. What I care is that I missed you very much", I answer. "I missed you, too", he finally says.

I stand up from the bed I was sitting on and walk towards him. "Show me how much you've missed me". I look him straight in his eyes. He takes my face between his hands, leans down his head and kisses me softly. Then he leans his forehead on mine and we rest like this for some seconds.

"I brought you a little gift", I tell him. I look for my mobile phone and start playing the song "Perfect" by Ed Sheeran. The song once was playing at a wedding party of a member of the president's team. Volodymyr and I had danced to this song and it was the moment when we finally removed our professional distance. Since then, the song reminds me of some happier days Volodymyr and I had spent together.

He suddenly puts one hand on my waist and take mine in his other hand. He starts dancing with me in the dark. Only the moon gives us some light. I lay my cheek on his and follow his gentle lead. Although I can't dance very well, my body moves perfect alongside his. 'We are a perfect match', I think.

The end of the song comes faster than I expected. He stops dancing with me but still has his hands on my hip. "You do look perfect tonight", he says. "You can't see me quite well", I laugh. "But I know that you look perfect because you always do", he responds. I lay my hand in his neck, pull him closer and kiss him again.

"I need to clean myself up a little bit", he says after we finished. I don't say anything, so he walks through the room and takes a bucket of water and some shower gel from his bag. "Maybe you'd like to help me with that", he says and twinkles.

We go over to the bathroom and he starts to take off his clothes. I observe myself just starring at him as he gets naked. "Anna, what are you thinking of?", he asks me. I jolt myself and try to concentrate on the washcloth he handed me. I put it into the bucket to get it wet. Then I put some shower gel in it to create some foam. I realize that Volodymyr is ready and patiently waiting for me to get him fresh. I get up and put the washcloth on the skin of his chest. I press it out that the water and foam run over his chest all the way down.

I start to circle the washcloth around his upper body. I clean up his muscular arms and make my way down to his belly. As soon as I reach it, I get aware of his erected penis that wants my attention. But I decide to let him wait a little longer as I had to wait on this reunion. So, I kneel down and begin to clean up his legs.

"Please", he suddenly says. "Don't do this to me". "What would you like me to do instead?", I ask. "You want me to say it, right?", he asks. "I want that you beg me to", I say. I love to play this game with him. It was not what he was expecting. But it makes it more interesting. "Okay, I beg you to suck my penis", he says.

I let some new water run over his chest and close my fingers around his masculinity. I start to stroke it. He lays his head in his neck and moans. "Yes baby, do it this way". I pull my body closer to his and give him a passionate kiss to rise his lust. Afterwards, I kneel down in front of him and take his penis into my mouth. He moans even louder to show me that he likes what I'm doing. He presses his hand at the back of my head to control the rhythm of my sucking. With my right hand I look for his balls and give a massage to them. "I want it harder", he suddenly tells me. I give some more pressure with my hand and start to suck faster. I take his penis in and out of my mouth to take it every time a little deeper in it. "Baby, I'm about to cum", he moans. I feel him swelling, so I finally give him a deep throat. "Ugh", he moans and cumes right in my mouth. With pleasure, I take all his sperm and swallow it.

He pets the back of my head and says "thank you, my love. It felt incredible". "I love you", I just answer. "Even if the sky is falling down".

I get up and give him a kiss that he can taste himself. When we finished the kiss, he gives me the smile I get a million butterflies from. I help him cleaning up his sweat and fluids and let him dress for the night. We lay down in bed next to each other. We don't have much space but that leads him to put his body right behind mine. I get warmer as he wraps his arm around me and pulls me even closer. Within his cuddles, I fall asleep.