You and Ollie shared some whiskey and shared tales of your memories from the war.
He held you softly as he comforted you when it came to memories.
You two were softly kissing when an idea came to your mind.
"Ollie...I don't know if this is the whiskey talking...but I'm feeling PRETTY aroused.."
"Ya must be a lightweight if it is, love. But ya haven't had much ta drink tonight"
"Fuck it..!" you said as you crawl onto his lap and kiss him slowly, holding the back of his head
He took you into his tent before you both started to undress slowly before one another.
Once you were both naked, you lay underneath him. Ollie seemed unsure about something.
"What's the matter?" you asked
"I'm not as young or good lookin' as I once was, love. I'm a fat, old fart now..."
"Ollie.." you placed a hand on his cheek, stroking his face. "I love you no matter WHAT you look like. You're my Ollie. You're the brave, handsome soldier I fell for."
He smiled as the two of you kissed. As you two made love, Ollie tries to be gentle with you as he felt that he was pretty aggressive as it was. Truth be told, you didn't mind his rough side.
He did try to be romantic with you and soft. Despite this awful world, he wanted you to feel like you were treated like an angel in his eyes.
When you two had finished, you rested your head on his shoulder, sleepily.
He kissed your head and whispered "Rest yerself, love. You'll need ta for tomorrow. He got up and put his clothes back on.
"Where are you going?"
"Just makin sure we're protected from the Headboys for the night. I won't be a tic."
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