In Harms Way

We are two become one. Brit and I fit move as one the passion building and we soar with that passion, yet not passion alone but a deep love, my hands cares Brit as our dance of love continues the fell of her , the way she grips me as I slide in and out of her moist silken perfection. Our foreheads resting together on eyes speak of our shared joy, of our love.

Brit clutches me to her as I feel her body tense the wave rippling through her massaging and squeezing me deep with in her. The life giving breath now coming in short gaps. She bucks and thrashes against me as we race faster and faster to that ecstasy we now both crave.

"D-David!?"

Brit’s tormented cry echoes in my mind as her orgasm engulf her Brits sweet sex grips me like a vice and I reach my fulfillment with her. In a deep groan of passion and love.

My kisses bathe her face as I mumble my love for her in short breathless gasps, my lips seek hers in a desperate need to savor her sweetness and still our dance of love goes on driven by my need to please my love.

Slowly the tempo steadies and we lay in each others arms. my eyes smile into brits.

“God I love you so Brit”

was all I could manage to say.
 
Britney

Smiling I nodded in agreement, "Ditto sailor!" I breathlessly replied. Curling against him, I nuzzled in closely and just let the sensations slowly ebb from my body. I would miss this feeling, but not for long, for I was certain the remaining of our stay we would be locked tightly together, cellebrating our new found love for one another.
Sighing, content and relaxed I dozed off into a peaceful slumber.
 
Brit nuzzles close to me and I hold her tightly her head resting on my chest, I stroke her hair as she drifts off to sleep. I love her more than I have ever loved any one. I smile as she lays there a little smile on her face her breathing now deep and even. I have not told of my orders that I am going back out there on convoy duty, to escort the slow convoy that crawl across the North Atlantic, sitting ducks for the German U Boats. The losses have been staggering for the Canadian and Coast Guard cutters fighting this war with the last war’s ships and equipment. Slowly sleep claims me.

The next week is a dream comes true, days of fishing, long walks in the woods, nights and mornings of sweet love and burning passion in Brits sweet embrace. The memory of the first time Brit baited her hook with the wiggling worm the excitement when she caught her first trout. The way she looked in the morning her legs curled under her as she drank her morning coffee the way she squealed and giggled when I would splash her as we did the evening dishes. But most of all I remembered the way she stretched in the morning as I kissed her awake.

This morning our last on leave I got up quietly and put on the coffee. I let Brit sleep the reality of the war, and the fact that she was an officer and I was enlisted would all too soon be brought home again. I sat on the porch watching the sun rise over the little lake remembering that first day.
 
Britney

Waking to find David missing from the bed, I got lonely and dressed in a robe to go and locate him.
Peeking around the cabin, I noticed the door was ajar ever so slightly, "He must be outside.." I thought to myself.
Walking on bare feet to the door and peeking out, I spotted him easily in the rocking chair. He looked sad and lonely, I wondered what he was thinking?
It dawned on me, he was realizing what I was trying to forget. We return tomorrow. Shaking off the gloomy mood, I moved outside and wrapped my arms around his neck from behind. Bending down a little, I kissed his neck softly and whispered, "What has my sweet loving sailor out of bed so early today? Was I snoring perhaps?" I chuckled softly, hugging him to me.
 
The soft warm feel of Brit’s arms around my neck, the fire, which ignites my longing her, then the sweet soft kiss full of love, and her fragrance filling my nostrils in the clear morning air, fills my heart with love and sadness.

"What has my sweet loving sailor out of bed so early today? Was I snoring perhaps?"


Leaning back my eye filled with love I tenderly kiss Brit. A small smile bows my lips. My hands cover hers at my breast.

“ No just restless I guess Brit, this is our last day love”

I pause my eyes holding hers.

“We have to talk, we can’t put it off any longer you know that Brit!”
 
Britney

I nodded my head, a sadness coming in my own eyes. I wanted to remain here forever, but knew it wasn't possible. We both had a duty to perform, honor dictated we do this.
"Yes, I know we need to talk... Well.. Tell me what is on your mind?" I sat beside him on the arm of his rocking chair.
 
My arm went around Brits waist as she set on the arm of the chair.

‘Brit I do not want this last week to be just a war time affair. I love you.”

I paused my eyes searching hers.

“ I know you have already lost one love to the war, and I can’t promise that you will not lose me. We all think we are going to be the ones that make it, but the truth is men, and women die in war, there are no guarantees.”

I know Brit does not want to here this but it must be said.

“Brit I love you I want to marry you today?”

I sit there staring into her eyes.
 
Britney

Smiling brightly, I squealed and landed in his lap, laughing and crying at the same time.
"yes! YES YES YES!" I kissed him in between the words and hugged him tightly, "Today Is perfect!" I smiled, kissing him yet again.
 
Brit squealed, landed in his lap, laughing and crying at the same time.

"yes!......YES!....YES!......YES!!"

There was just joy in Brit’s eyes as she kissed me between each word, hugging me to her as she wiggled in my lap.

"Today Is perfect!"

She was latterly glowing as our lips met in a long soul searing kiss.

“Well Brit then you better get dresses, you do not want to be late for your own wedding now, do you Funny face?”

I was on cloud “9” as I got dressed in my dress blues. Then waited for Brit. I went over what we would have to do, the town hall, a justice of the peace, and witnesses, I new my uncle Samuel, and cousin Marie would be glad to be there to witness our happiness.

I sat there waiting an was more nervous at this moment then I had ever been under fire.
 
Britney

Dressing quickly I was so nervous I kept dropping things. Swearing a little under my breath I finally managed to get on a decent dress and get my wild hair under control. An hour later I stepped out of the room and smiled at David who had been pacing anxiously.
"Sorry it took so long Love." I grabbed my hand bag and walked over to him, linking my arm in his.
"I am ready Sailor.. Lead on.." I kissed him softly and moved towards the door, a big smile lighting my face the whole way.
 
"Sorry it took so long Love." …………………."I am ready Sailor.. Lead on.."

Our arms linked Brit’s soft kiss and we where off. The clerk at the town hall was not pleased at the short noticed and reminded us that there was a three day waiting period for applications for wedding licenses. He was sorry and as we turned to leave my heart in my shoes he called;

“To hell with the rules, this is wartime and you two look so much in love I think in this case we can bend the rules.”


He back dated the application four days had us fill out the information. We met Samuel and Marie at the JP’s office and there was assign in his office widow Called to Concord will be back in two days

I was beside myself all I wanted was to marry Brit yet at every turn there seemed to be a stumbling block placed in our way.

Marie suddenly smile a conspiratory gleam in her eyes as she whispered to uncle Samuel.

“ We have and idea”

was all my uncle said. The next thing I knew we where standing in St Joan de Arch church and Father Michelle was standing their a smile on his face.

“So you two want to get married Yes.”

Fifteen minutes later he pronounced us man and wife and recorded the marriage in the parish records. Making out two copies of our marriage certificate.

There was a small wedding lunch and as the sun was setting we where back at the cabin. I carried Brit over the threshold and kissed her as I set her down on her feet hugging Brit to me.

Welcome home Mrs. Tugas
 
Britney

I think I had a permanent smile on all day, nothing could make me happier than I already was! The ceremony was wonderful and being married was more than that.
Holding tightly around his neck as he carried me inside, I tossed the flowers to the couch and used both hands to hold him to me long enough to kiss him deeply.
"Mrs. Tugas,... Nice ring to it doesn't it?" I smiled, huskily speaking as I kissed him yet again.
"One last night for the two of us and we should make it memorable until we can escape again.... Dont you think so Sailor?" I gave him a brazen little wink and grinned.
 
"Mrs. Tugas,... Nice ring to it doesn't it?" …………………"One last night for the two of us and we should make it memorable until we can escape again.... Dont you think so Sailor?"

Brit’s voice so soft yet the twinkle in her eyes and that brazen smile, and naughty wink brought a smile to my face.

As I set Brit down light on her feet I kiss her softly our hands joined, our fingers interlaced.

“That I do Brit…..Lead the ay my love “
 
Britney

Taking his hand in mine I lead him slowly back towards the bedroom.. Stepping inside, I push the door shut and smile up at him.
"Will you help me with the dress?" I ask, turning around and lifting my hair from my neck, I can feel a tingle pass down my spine in aniticipation.
 
"Will you help me with the dress?"

I slowly unzipped my brides dress, kiss follow down the sinuous curve of Brit’s spine. The clasp of her bra opens, I slip the dress form her shoulders, slowly with loving reverence I help to remove her wedding dress and clothes. Brit is seated on the bed as I roll down her silk stockings and slip the shoes from her feet. Kneeling there my bride sits ther her breathing quickening, the shy blush again bathes Brit in the most delightful and sensual shade of pink every time she is naked. I left her dainty foot to my mouth and gently suckle her toes.
 
Britney

caught by surprise when he sat me down, I watched as he shed off my stockings and shoes. Smiling, i wondered what he was up to for all of two seconds before he started to torment me with nibbling on my toes.
Gasping, I wasn't sure if it tickled or teased but whatever it was doing it was making me melt and hot all over.
"Oh my heavens!" I gasped, my foot tingling as I gaped at him. This was different but interesting.... very sexy in a strange way. I smiled and gasped again, half laughing and half moaning.
"You terrible tease!" I chuckled lovingly.
Flushed from being naked in the day light and! uncovered, now the heat was climbing as he nibbled around the arch of my foot.
"DAVID!" I gasped out, moaning but not pulling away from him.
 
"Oh my heavens!" ……………………"You terrible tease!" ……….."DAVID!"

Brits words come floating back to me, the sight, the smell, the feel of my bride.

Her stunning blue eyes. Our love enfolds me again as if in a dream.


Cold……..Cold……….mind numbing cold.

My arms and legs stiff, leaden, fire, thick black number two navy bunker burns my eyes and lips.

"Can y-you un but-t-t-ton my sk-k-k-irt?" ……………………………"Ok n-next time w-we walk, I w-will b-behav-ve".

Brit laughed, her teeth chattering and her lips tinged blue, the memories of that day by the lake the day Brit gave herself to me for the first time.


Brits smiling blue eyes so alive, so full of life. I reach my hand out to caress ser face.



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……………………………WESTERN UNION……………………....................


From: The Commandant United States Coast Guard.

To: Mrs. Britney Cole-Tugas

Date: 30 March 1943



It is with the deepest regret that I have to inform you that your husband Bowsain Mate Chief David Tugas was killed in action in the North Atlantic 12 December 1943. STOP

I hope it will me some measure of comfort to you that your husband Bowsain Mate Chief David Tugas died up holding the finest tradition of the U.S. Coast Guard. STOP

Sincerely,

Adm. J. C Comstock, USCG

for the Commandant
United States Coast Guard

END MESSAGE
 
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Britney

The grief and tears did not stop for a long time as i sat holding the telegram, little was comforting at this point.
I had hoped to share with him the news of our baby, but I knew that wouldn't be possible. I endured so many things, interviews and questions and lectures, but I was leaving the Navy.
Given an honorable discharge and sent packing, I did not go home to my home town. Instead I went to David's Uncle and spent time in the cabin.
A long lonely week, so many memories. I could almost feel him at night caressing my face in his sleep..

I had to make a future for myself now and move on with life, I couldn't mope around for the remaining time on earth. I just hoped that someday his son would be interested in learning all of this, good and bad.



ooc: Ty for the lovely story Cg, :)
 
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