As you kissed me again, my fingers trembled as they brushed against the fabric of your clothes, slowly pulling them apart to reveal your bare chest. It was a strange feeling, wanting to be close to you in this way, even though I knew we couldn't have a future together. But for just a moment, it felt like everything else didn't matter... Like all that existed was the heat of your skin against mine and the beat of our hearts synchronized in time.
I also opened your clothes and sucked your breasts
I gasped as you pulled my clothes aside and exposed me to your touch. The sensation of your lips on my breast sent a shiver down my spine, and for just a moment, I forgot about everything else. My hands fumbled in the air, seeking purchase on something solid as I arched my back into your kisses. It was a selfish desire, born from the need to feel wanted and desired during these dark times... But it didn't matter. Not when you were here with me, making me forget about everything else but the two of us.
"Thank you," she said softly, her eyes closing as she let out a shaky breath. "I don't know... I guess we'll cross that bridge when we come to it." She paused for a moment before looking up at him again. "What about you? Do you ever think about having kids?"
"My wife and children died in the war. I think of them every day. We'll be together again in paradise, after this mess is over."
Her heart ached for him, knowing the pain he had suffered. "I'm sorry," she whispered, reaching out to touch his hand. There was so much loss on both sides of their war; it seemed impossible for anyone to come out unscathed. And yet, they found ways to keep going, to find moments of happiness and comfort in the midst of all the darkness.
Their conversation drifted off as they continued to clean her up, lost in their own thoughts and emotions. But even though they were each dealing with their own private battles, there was something about being together that made it easier to face the challenges ahead.