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He smiled at her appreciatively, and she could see the spark rekindling in his eye. "Slava Bogu! You're a wise girl. Somehow you know just the right thing to say. What would we do without you?" Rising, he stooped briefly to kiss her forehead. Then he did up his pants, and stalked back toward the observation post, newfound energy visible in his step.
Taliya allowed herself the luxury of sitting there a little longer, basking in the afterglow of physical contact and raw animal desire and human closeness... Too soon, however, the radio sputtered to life. "Taliya, come in. We need you guys to reinforce the barricade on Zakrevskoho. Do you copy?"
She leaned over and reached for the set. "Copy," she replied. Then, sighing, she got up and began to get her kit back in order.
It was broad daylight now, and the skies were clear. Hoisting her pack and her gun, she strode out to the main room to join the rest of the group. Yes, they had all needed a reminder of what they were fighting for, she thought.
She had to suppress a chuckle, though, to think of the funny tricks life plays on us. She'd always assumed she would have kids someday. But it was never the right time, and she never seemed to meet the right person. Now, she knew all that waiting had been foolish. Life marches on, and you have to grab it while you can.
Feeling Olek's and Danilo's and Kyryl's semen ooze between her thighs, she felt good. She knew without a doubt that she was carrying the future of her country in her belly. And she was ready to fight for it. Now was the right time.
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- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 1 year agoHope Taliya went on to spread more and more joy to her male comrades, right until close to birth of her baby. And then soon go back to provide more comfort for her brothers in arms…. and maybe to even create more life….
Grendelpuppyabout 1 year agojust a technical quibble.
it is called an ammunition "magazine", not a "clip."
Anonymousover 1 year agoThe story is very timely, and the current war has increasingly taken a global turn and has now dragged on for many months. Thus, would love to see an update (can be similarly brief), of Taliya's life out in the war front.
Anonymousover 1 year agoA lovely and moving short story. Taliya's beautiful and selfless act is akin to the dawning of a rainbow in the midst of an awful storm. Difficult times will no doubt remain ahead, but certainly, no better time or occasion for getting herself impregnated - both for the sake of own self as well as beloved country. Brave soldier, loving woman, noble mother.
Very, very sweet!
