Lovers of War

He nodded. "Okay, any ideas? I don't think I can walk."

She thought about it for a minute. "Don't move; I'll be right back." She picked up the rifle then headed back into the burned out town.

"Believe me, I'm not going anywhere." he groaned as he watched her walk away.

She moved over to the burned out hardware store. Along what was left of the back wall was a wheelbarrow still in pretty good condition. She pulled it away from the wall, then moved back through town trying to find things she might need. She stopped by the pharmacy, grabbing medications that hadn't been charred in the explosion. Then she went to the small market and stocked up on groceries that she could cook over an open fire as well as wood and more blankets. By the time she got back to Fritz, the wheelbarrow was full of supplies. "I hope you don't plan to move those and me at the same time." He said with a laugh.

Emily snorted. "Hardly, You are gonna help me push this thing up my parents cabin."

He looked at her. "How? I don't think I can walk."

She helped him to his feet. When his wounded leg started to buckle, she pushed him onto the wheelbarrow. "We are both gonna have to work together. I know your one leg doesn't want to work but maybe with your good leg and mine, we can do something."

Fritz leaned heavily against the wheelbarrow, shots of pain shooting through his leg. "How far away is this cabin?"

Emily looked up at the dark sky. She wished she had a watch but figured it was probably around 9 or 10. "Well, it is about a half mile out of town up in the mountains." Fritz groaned. "I know but if we stay out here we'll freeze."

He looked at her in the moonlight. She had pulled her sweater and coat back on but he could tell she was cold. "Alright, let's do it then."

The trek was slow; they had to stop every few minutes for Fritz to rest because his leg was throbbing so badly. After about an hour, he was sure they were going to die before they ever got to the cabin. Fritz slumped down in the snow, clutching his leg which had started bleeding profusely. "I can't make it. My leg is on fire."

Emily crouched down beside him. She tightened her bra around his wound, trying to slow down the flow. "We're almost there. Just a few more feet, I can see the cabin from here."

Fritz looked around the wheelbarrow. Maybe 10 feet in front of them, the cabin stood dark. He lifted his eyes to hers. "I can't do it Emily."

Reaching out, she touched his face. "You have to. I can't make it alone, I need help. We need each other to survive Fritz. If you die, then I probably will to."

Fritz closed his eyes, holding her hand against his face. He took a deep breath as pain shot through his leg. "I'm in pain, I'm tired." He leaned his head back against the wheelbarrow as he closed his eyes.

Emily clutched his hand in hers. "Come on Fritz. Don't quit on me now. We are so close. When we get to the cabin, I can give you something for the pain and make some food. But I can't do this on my own."

He lifted his pain filled eyes to hers. "Why do you care so much about the man who took everything you know and love away from you?"

She was startled by the question. "Because you were following orders. And our countries may be at war but that doesn't mean we have to be. We are just two human beings trying to survive a war Fritz. And if either one of us want to survive, we need to rely on each other."

He looked into her eyes, and then cupping the back of her head, brought her lips to his. The kiss was soft and gentle. He didn't try to push his tongue into her mouth. He just held her against him as his lips brushed hers. "I'm willing to survive if you are." He said softly when he pulled away.

She smiled at him. "I want to survive."

He smiled back at her. "Me to."

She helped him stand up then between the two of them; they managed to get the wheelbarrow to the cabin door. By the time they got it there, Fritz was pretty much worn out. Emily helped him into the cabin and over to the bed, then went back to get the supplies.

By the time she had a meal cooked and a roaring fire in the fireplace, Fritz was sound asleep. The aspirin she had given him had knocked him out. She watched him sleep for a few minutes then went back into the other room. She put the food away on the shelves then sat looking out the window for a while wondering how her enemy had suddenly become her friend.


Chapter 3

Emily awoke to a warm mouth caressing her breasts while two fingers slid in and out of her pussy. At first she thought it was Nathan but when what happened yesterday hit her, she opened her eyes in surprise. When she had come to bed last night, she had stripped out of her clothes because they were wet and coated with Fritz's blood.

She opened her eyes to see Fritz lying on his side beside her. His mouth was moving over her breast while his fingers worked at her pussy making her hot as hell. "Oh god...Fritz." She moaned as he moved his fingers faster inside her.

Fritz didn't say anything; he just moved his body carefully so he was lying with his face against her snatch. His wounded leg spread out in front of him. "Fritz...Your leg..." She protested even as he lowered his mouth to her hot snatch. At the first touch of his tongue, she forgot all about his leg. "Oh god...yes..." She cried as he flicked his tongue rapidly over her clit.

"You taste so good Emily." He moaned against her as he slid three fingers into her eager hole and started sliding them slowly in and out. "You taste like honey on my tongue." He moved his tongue slowly over her flesh making her scream in pleasure as she bucked up against him.

"Eat me Fritz...Make me cum...Please, make me cum" She begged running her fingers through his hair.

He moved just a bit, moving his wounded leg out of the way as he moved his mouth down further between her legs. When she spread her legs wider, giving him access to her body, he moaned. Yesterday she was his enemy, today she was his lover. He hated to think about what she would be tomorrow.

He watched his fingers moving slowly in and out of her and listened to her purrs of delight. When he pulled his fingers from her eager body, she whimpered in dismay, and then shrieked when he replaced them with his tongue. He held her legs spread wide as he speared her with his tongue. He drove it deep inside her before pulling out to drive into her again.

"Fuck...Yes...Tonguefuck me..." She screamed humping her body against him as she held his head tightly against her snatch.

Fritz closed his eyes as he tonguefucked her. His tongue drove deep into her. He licked at her insides making her quiver. Her breathing was ragged but he just kept pleasuring her. Listening to her mewls. He ran one hand up over her clit, which was peeking from its hood while his other hand moved down her body until he was teasing her asshole. "Ever had anything up there darling?" he asked against her pussy.

Emily was riding a sexual high. Her body was screaming with need. She was so close to cumming that her breaths were coming out in pants. "Um...No..." she whimpered when she felt his finger against her asshole. "Nobody has ever fucked me there."

Fritz pulled his face away from her pussy, making her cry out in frustration. "Please, I'm so hot." She begged.

He lifted his eyes to her passion glazed ones. "Don't worry baby. I'm gonna get you off." He cupped her breast, squeezing it gently as he slid his finger into her pussy. He fingered her a couple of times to her delight then pulled his hand from her body.

"Fuck..." She screamed when she was once again denied. Her cry of frustration turned into a squeal of joy when he started slamming his tongue into her while pulling at her clit. "Yes...Tongue me..." She screamed humping against his face again.

While he kept his tongue deep inside her, he teased his pussy juice coated finger against her asshole. Emily sucked in her breath suddenly when she felt him slide it into her. "Oh my..." she moaned as he pushed into the first knuckle.

Fritz lifted his head from her pussy again as he slowly worked his finger in her ass. "You like that?" he asked huskily

Emily looked at him wide eyed. Her pussy was forgotten as she felt him reaming her ass. "I don't know. It feels so strange."

He pulled his finger out of her, wet it in her pussy again then pushed it slowly back into her virgin hole. This time he buried his finger completely inside her. "Ooooohhhhh..." She moaned closing her eyes as he slowly fingered her asshole. "It feels so good."

Fritz chuckled as he lowered his face to her snatch again. Keeping his finger moving in her ass, he slammed his tongue back into her slit while he pulled at her clit.

Between his tongue, his finger on her clit and his finger in her ass, Emily's body was going into over drive. She screamed in pleasure as he reamed two of her holes. Her body was bouncing on the bed as she humped wildly against him. "Oh fuck...I'm cummmmiinnnngggg..." She screamed suddenly flooding his mouth with her juices.

Fritz kept moving his finger inside her as he licked up her juices. He dug his tongue far into her until he had it all then slowly pulled his body away from hers. His leg was throbbing as well as his cock but from the look of satisfaction on her face, he knew she was worth it. He couldn't hold back the groan of pain however when he moved his body so he was lying beside her on his back on the bed.

Emily lifting her eyes looked at him in concern. "Do you need some more aspirin?"

Fritz's eyes were closed as pain shot through his leg. "Wouldn't hurt."

When they got in the cabin last night, Emily had ripped his pants around his wound and bandaged it up. Luckily it hadn't bled through the bandage yet, but Emily knew she would have to change it soon. Ignoring her nakedness, she walked into the bathroom her parents had put in and brought back a couple of aspirin as well as a small cup of water.

Fritz took the aspirin then lay back with his eyes closed. "Thanks darling. That should take care of one of my pains."

"Where else..?" Emily started to ask when her eyes moved to his crotch. His cock was pressing hard against his pants. "Oh..."

Emily moved back onto the bed beside him, never taking her eyes off the crotch of his pants. "You can't...I mean with your wound...?"

Fritz opened his eyes. "No...but believe me I would love to. I might be able to if you ride him but that's about it. I can't give you a real fucking right now." He slowly closed his eyes as the aspirin started to take affect and the pain in his leg lessened.

He opened his eyes when he felt her open his pants. "Darling, you don't have to..."

Emily had been pulling his pants and underwear down to expose his cock when she stopped to look into his eyes. "Yes I do. You made me feel good. I want to return the favor."

When Fritz's cock sprung free, Emily looked at it in amazement. He had to be at least 11 inches in length and 1 and a half inches in diameter. "Oh my." Fritz just chuckled.

She sat there a minute, and then wrapped her hand around him. Not surprised she couldn't go all the way around. She thought about sucking him off, but her pussy started leaking like crazy at the thought of him being inside her. "If I hurt you, tell me." She said softly as she moved over him.

"Emily what...?" he started to ask as he watched her poise herself over him. "Emily you don't have to...Oh god." He groaned when she moved her body down taking him inside her slowly.

"Oh Emily...Baby..." He moaned lifting his hips to meet her until he was buried inside her completely.

"Oh...You're so big..." She whimpered as her pussy stretched to accommodate him. She started to lift herself but he just grasped her hips holding her tightly against him. "Give yourself a chance to get used to it." He said softly.

She nodded, resting her hands on his stomach as she held him buried deep inside her. "I've never had one so big." She said in awe. She felt her muscles stretching around him and heard him groan as she massaged his cock.

"Okay...Move now." He said raggedly.

She lifted her eyes to his as she slowly raised her body over him. He moaned deep in his throat as he felt her leave him. When she had just his head buried inside her, she slowly moved back down over him. "Oh, that feels so good." She cried moving her body up and down over him.

"Oh god...Ride me...I love your pussy." He groaned as he closed his eyes while he kept his hands on her hips, moving her over him.

"Fritz..." She groaned, his name little more then a sigh." She lowered her upper body over him until she was able to bring her lips to his. He accepted her kiss while slowly bucking up with his hips, burying himself deep inside her.

She felt him thrusting into her and put her hand on his leg as she pulled her face from his. "Let me do it, you'll reopen your wound." His eyes were glazed with desire as he forced himself to lie still while she rode him. She rotated her hips, letting him touch all of her pussy. "Fuck...So good." He growled tightening his hands on her hips as he forced her hard down over him.

"Fritz...Fuck me." She screamed bouncing harder on him as she pulled him deep inside her. She knew this was wrong, he was her enemy. He took all she loved away from her yesterday, but as she rode her pussy over his hard cock, she didn't care. She wanted him to fuck her. She pulled at his nipples, as she slammed her body hard against him.

Fritz was crying out as her pussy milked at his cock. "Cum baby...Oh god...Cum." He whimpered trying to hold back his own orgasm as she rode him.

Emily opened her eyes to look at him. She could see that he was trying to hold back and it filled her with power. She suddenly had power of him and she liked it. She tightened her muscles around him making him cry out in pain and pleasure. "Oh fuck...What are you doing to me?"

She just smiled as she continued to fuck him. "I'm using you for my own pleasure."

He opened his eyes and narrowed his. "I don't think so." Before she could react, he threw her off his body then landed on top of her. "I'm no woman's sex slave Emily. If you want to remain enemies, that is fine, but you aren't going to use my body to punish me for killing your family."

Emily felt a tremor of fear. She didn't know this man. All she knew is he was supposed to be her enemy. She struggled under him as he held her down with his body. "You're going to reopen your wound." She cried pushing against him.

"Fuck my wound." He growled. He forced her legs apart and slammed forcefully into her.

"AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHH..." She screamed as he tore into her. Her juices protected a bit against his invasion but she hadn't completely accepted his size before. His hard thrusts into her body made her feel like he was ripping her apart from the inside out. "Fritz...Please...Not like this." She begged as he hammered her pussy with his hard cock.

He stopped moving but held himself buried inside her. Reaching out, he grasped both of her hands, holding them above her head. "How would you like it Emily? Would you like me to tell you I love you?" His voice was full of scorn but she wondered if it was directed at her or at himself.

He pulled himself forcefully out of her but still lay over her trapping her body below his as he reached onto the floor for her clothes. "What are you going to do?" She asked, with a tremor in her voice.

He released her hands, while moving over her until he was sitting on her stomach. He ripped her shirt into strips then grabbing one of her hands, tied it to the bar in the headboard. "You reminded me that we are enemies Emily. If that is the case, then you are my prisoner."

She pulled at restraint on her wrist while he grabbed her other one. "Who is going to help you if you leave me tied up?" She asked pulling against the restraints. She had to admit he was good at tying knots. Not matter how hard she pulled, she couldn't free her hands.

When Fritz was satisfied she wasn't going anywhere, he tore another strip of the material and wrapped it around her mouth. "You think I've never been wounded before? I've healed fine on my own before, I don't need your help or anyone's."

Once she was bound and gagged, he moved off of her off the bed, his wounded leg started to buckle under him so he grabbed at the bed to stay on his feet. His pants fell loosely to the floor so he stood there completely naked. He moved his eyes over her naked body, and then threw a sheet over her. "Don't go anywhere. I have to figure out what I am going to do."

Then he limped out of the room, closing the door silently behind him.

Emily pulled at the bonds around her wrists as tears streamed down her cheeks. How could she have been so stupid? He killed her family and friends; he was probably going to kill her. She stopped pulling when her wrists started hurting. Instead she laid there staring at the ceiling, silent tears streaming down her cheeks.

Fritz made his way over to the couch in the other room and collapsed down on it. His leg was throbbing, looking at the bandage; he knew he had ripped the wound open; the bandage was covered in blood. "What am I going to do?" he asked out loud as he lay there.

Closing his eyes, he saw Emily's smile, saw her pushing against him as he ate her pussy. Saw her passion filled eyes as she rode his cock. "Oh god...She bewitched me." He groaned as his cock once again rose against his body.

Wrapping his hand around himself, he slowly stroked his cock as he thought about her. How she had writhed beneath him as he brought her pleasure. Disgusted with himself, he pulled his hand off his cock as he sat up. "Damn't." He growled. She was right, he needed her. Both sexually and physically. He needed her help if he was going to survive. Hell he could barely walk let alone anything else.

He heard bombs dropping nearby and leaned his head back against the back of the couch wishing the war was over.


Chapter 4

Emily came awake suddenly. The room was dark and there was no noise coming from the other room where Fritz was. She wondered what he was doing and how long he planned to leave her tied up like this. Her wrists hurt from the material wrapped around them, her mouth was dry and she desperately had to take a piss. She screamed against the gag but no one came.

She pulled once again at the ties but they were as tight as they were before. Closing her eyes, she cried herself back to sleep.

Fritz looked towards the bedroom door when he heard her scream. He knew that he couldn't leave her tied up all the time, but his leg was hurting so badly, he could barely move.

He saw the bottle of aspirin she had opened the night before sitting on the table a few feet away but he couldn't bring himself to pull himself to his feet to get it. "What am I going to do?" He asked the silent room. He needed help; he knew that and the only person within 50 miles who could help him was tied to the bed in the other room.

He shivered in the evening air. The fire had died a couple of hours ago, but he hadn't bothered to restart it. Instead he curled his naked body up in a ball on the couch and willed himself to sleep.

When Emily woke the second time, sunlight was streaming in through the window. It took her a minute to realize the ties around her wrists were loose. Apparently she had pulled at them during the night. She was able to pull one hand free then the other. She pulled the gag off as she ran to the bathroom to relieve her full bladder.

When she was done she ran back into the bedroom. She dressed quickly in her jeans and boots, pulling her coat over her naked chest. Picking up her father's shotgun off the floor where she had dropped it the other day, she moved silently into the other room.

The main room was like ice, she glanced at the fireplace to see only ashes. Fritz was curled on his side on the couch shaking. She started towards the door, determined to somehow find help when she heard him moan.