How NOT to be a mother in a doomed story (Oc story)

For the people, to the people 3

Speech = "........"

Thoughts = [......]

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Her heartbeat throbbed painfully loud as she felt her body burn up by the skilled ministrations she refused to do anything about them. Trying to just tough it up and pretend that she care not, that she could not feel anything... when in reality she could not have been more putty under her beloveds grasp.

This was their game

This was their small little fantasies...

And she was all down for it.

She bit her lip, drowning a moan while she stiffened her back, tilting her head to the side if only just barely.

"I know...., I am sorry"

"Sorry does not make it better....your wound has not yet fully healed..."

"I...know"

"Why..?"

"I-"

"Why did you not tell me you had something troubling you..?"

A pang of both shame and arousal coursed through her "I just did not wish to bother you-..."

She started to say...only to find thoughts coming to a crash when she felt a pair of two canines nibble her exposed neck with an unexpected gentleness that deeply contrasted with the roughened grasp of those hands that were toying with her body.

"You never do...."

Red crimson lips brushed tentative against her cool skin, whispering sensually into her ears. A secret for her and her alone to know in this walls that had ears.

Not that they could have done anything if they knew.

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º...Fatui Barracks at the Hearth...º

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Ah...

The life of a soldier.

Always shrouded by the mysticism of courage and valor through the general commitment of risky endeavors and great deeds in the name of the pride of the banner one fought under, a mirage that had always captivated so much attention of so many and so young for ages and ages to come.

However none of those youthful minds were aware until too late that been a soldier of any kind did not meant to go and make a name for themselves into the pages of history right-away, but the boring, monotone torture of been stuck doing two things and two things only

Training

Or sleeping...

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Yeah

There was not such a large repertoire of choices when it came to it

Now while some people thought it to be good that there were not life threatening missions or wars breaking out, when you had the itch of pulling a trigger once or a hundred and you were denied it kinda sucked.

It sucked a lot..

Luckily, there were breaks in between such things.

Moments of respite where the others guys around you could not report you for slacking off in order of them getting ahead of the game that was trying to be the Knaves top ranking agent.