Ouroboros

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She found the spot in record time it seemed. His whole body quivered as Ana massaged his weak, or sensitive, place beneath the head of his cock. He arched his body until only his shoulders and feet were on the bed and collapsed swiftly as she took the head into her mouth.

There was a timidity he had not expected from Ana that was titillating and frustrating at the same time. Yet by the time she had worked half his cock into her mouth, he knew that he was leaking pre - cum with every movement she made.

His hands found her hair and he guided her up and down moaning softly with each bob of her head. "Soon," he breathed out hoarsely, "Very soon.."

As he tongue pressed against the spot on his cock that drove him mad, Xan roared into a closed mouth as his balls exploded, firing shot after shot into her mouth.

 

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Ana found Xan's guiding hand on her head to be both helpful and somehow far more erotic than she would have expected, and she found herself moaning softly over his cock while she worked. His warning of "Soon" only made her desire his orgasm more strongly, and so she began to suck more vigorously, lapping eagerly at every spot she knew drove him wild with pleasure.

She felt it when his cock thickened in preparation for his orgasm, but still ended up squeaking slightly in surprise when his cum shot into her mouth. She took the first shot easily and swallowed, but the following spurts came faster than she might have expected, and while she tried to contain and swallow it all, some of it still escaped her mouth near the end.

When she was certain she'd sucked him dry, Ana sat up, panting, and licked the excess cum off her lips. She couldn't help but grin at the look of lazy, post-orgasmic pleasure on Xan's face, and she crawled on top of him, smiling shyly while she wrapped her arms around his torso and nuzzled her face into his neck. "How'd I do?"

 

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Xan smiled at her contentedly. "I would say you did very well."

He kissed the top of her head and continued, "The sex has always been good with us. I long ago gave up trying to figure out why, but, regardless of the body you are in, you are always very into sex after the first time together. "

He yawned, they both had been operating with less than ideal sleeping conditions, or amount. "Tomorrow I will try to buy some clothes and maybe a couple bicycles. Looking French may come in handy for a while."

 

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Ana hummed her ascent to Xan's suggestion, finding that sleepiness was slowly taking over. Some part of her mind, a part that hadn't quite started to fall away into sleep yet, was aware of how strange the situation was; she was, after all, sitting naked in the lap of a man she'd met only a few weeks ago, before now having never been nude in front of another person since childhood. And yet, she was perfectly and completely comfortable. Not only that, but there was nowhere her sleepy mind could think she'd rather be, except perhaps in the same position in a house of their own. The strangeness of it felt only academic - she and Xan had been doing these strange things nearly since the first moment she'd met him. It was quickly ceasing to surprise her, beyond the awareness that she should be surprised.

She nuzzled comfortably into him, tucking her head under his chin. Her hands grasped blindly for the blankets that were bunched near the foot of the bed and she pulled them up once she found them, then, with a sigh of contentment and a gentle kiss pressed to Xan's neck, she fell promptly asleep.

 

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Xan held Ana close as she fell asleep and not long there after he too slept. He slept lightly as was usual for him and during the night he heard the unmistakable sound of tanks as they drove through the hamlet.

He slipped out of the bed and headed to the shuttered window. Peeking through a pair of slats he breathed an explicative as he recognized the Panzer column as it passed. He turned from the window and dressed quickly.

He headed down to the front door and ran into the owner of the house who said, "Shhh, quiet. Maybe they drive by."

Xan gave him a dubious look then nodded. "Your house, I will wait and see."

 

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What woke Ana was the cold, rather than the sound. With Xan gone from the bed, it cooled quickly, especially against her bare skin, and she woke to realize he was gone somewhere. Frowning and trying to suppress the worry that sparked in her at the sound of the tanks, she slipped out of bed and pulled on her clothes. She was about to leave the bedroom when Xan pulled open the bedroom door.

Eyes wide, Ana grasped one of his hands and realized that she was trembling. "What's going on? Are... Are those Germans outside?"

 

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Xan indicated she was correct with a terse nod of his head. He herded her toward the bed and sat her on it. "Stay here and quiet."

He crept to the window and watched as the tank column trundled on. He stood immobile as tank after tank with their supporting infantry went by. On a primal level he worried about Ana and the others in the village until he saw one German soldier clearly. The man looked defeated and forlorn.

The war was beginning to take its toll on the combatants. The Germans and Allied forces alike sensed the inevitability of the war. Germany would lose, the only remaining question was how many more had to die before they surrendered.

As the last tank rolled by Xan left the window and returned to Ana. "I must go. If I kill one maybe two of them that battalion will give up the fight. Stay here I will be back by sunset tomorrow. "

 

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Ana felt herself choking on fear as soon as Xan told her he was going outside. Of course she knew that he was immortal, but her emotions couldn't seem to grasp that, and so her fear of his death overtook her nonetheless.

She stood abruptly as soon as he was finished speaking, her hands coming to the sides of his face, and kissed him hard. She made a small, fearful sound against his lips and pulled away, looking up at him with wide eyes. "Come back to me. Please."

 

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He smiled and whispered, "I will."

He was out of the house less than two minutes later and he began following the tank column. It could not be called tracking, the tanks dug deep grooves through the remnants of the road. By sunrise he had caught them.

The tanks were dug in, tents pitched in a circle around them. There were two tents larger than the others and Xan shook his head, leaders never learned. They always took the best and biggest.

This time it would cost them.

 

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Ana kept herself busy, unable to sleep once Xan was gone. The wife and children of the house were still sleeping, and the husband stayed by the door, watching anxiously for passing Germans, so Ana busied herself doing chores. She washed everything she and Xan had brought with them, and then offered to do some washing for the family, as thanks for allowing them to stay.

The wife got up around sunrise, surprised to find that many of the things she needed to do today were already done. She thanked Ana quite profusely, and then asked where Xan was. Ana explained that he'd gone to track the Germans, and made something up about wanting to make sure that they had a safe path out of town - she didn't think it wise to tell these people, kind as they were, that Xan planned on killing some of the soldiers.

Ana's fear for Xan was evident, in the way that she couldn't speak at more than a whisper, and the way her hands shook while she worked. The young wife was quite perceptive, and took Ana's hands to comfort her, talking about how, soon, her lover would return, and she needn't fear. Ana was surprised by how much it helped, and she spent the morning in the kitchen with the woman, finding that the company of someone kind and friendly did much to ease her troubled mind.

 

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Xan waited patiently he was in no particular hurry. The Germans looked like they were busy preparing for a fight. Xan had every intention of bringing one to then; but, at his choosing of time. The guards were lax not really paying attention to the direction from which they came. He used that to his advantage.

The first guard he found, Xan snapped his neck not too unlike that of a chicken, merely more force required. Taking the uniform from the man, Xan worked his way into the camp. A sub machine gun, a grenade, a knife and a fresh pack of smokes and Xan plied his way to the first big tent. Inside he found a sleeping German officer. A quick slash of the knife and the man never woke.

He worked his way from that tent and began working towards the other large tent. Xan was halfway there when a general alarm was sounded. From the shouts Xan knew that his first 'victim' had been discovered.

Within five minutes he had been discovered and the fighting began in earnest. He was eventually captured. He was brought before the other officer and Xan smiled. It was a social move he knew, but what is a little death among enemies?

Xan in a sudden violent move shed the two soldiers that were holding him, grabbed a grenade, pulled the pin and tossed it at the officer reckless with his own life.

 

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Ana, having no idea what violence was occurring, spent much of the morning in a better mood, having struck up something of a friendship with the young wife to distract herself from her worry. She helped around the house and with the children, something the young woman appreciated very much, especially with her husband so tense over the Germans.

Ana was quite good with the children, especially with distracting them when they asked why their father was so tense, or where the "tall man" - meaning Xan - had gone. Scaring them with stories of tanks would help no one, so Ana deftly turned the conversation elsewhere whenever it came up.

Her mood could only last so long, however. As morning stretched into afternoon and afternoon gave way to evening, Ana felt her worry returning. Xan should not be gone this long, should he? What if something had happened? He'd told her to stay here, but if he was in trouble...

She knew she was probably fretting over nothing. He'd taken a day longer getting back to the hospital from Paris, after all. Maybe it was another simply miscalculation like that. Maybe it took him longer to catch up with the tank column than he thought. Still, her worry continued to gnaw at her, and as she climbed into the empty bed for the night, she resolved to go looking for him tomorrow if he hadn't returned by dawn.

 

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Xan woke with the morning sun glistening wetly off the morning dew. He looked down and saw his body had been re made, the only scar was the scar from his original death, a vicious slash across his abdomen given to him some two thousand years ago.

He moved quickly and quietly looking for clothes to wear. Finding an abandoned farm house he rummaged around until he found a pair of pants, a light shirt, and boots too big for him.

After dressing in the tattered and ill fitting clothes, Xan began to get his bearings and headed back toward the village where he had left Ana. Walking two hours he found the road he had followed when tracking the Germans. Looking down he saw, to his consternation, a new set of tracks that followed the tanks. This set was too small and too light to be a man, and too large to be a child. It could only be a woman's and Xan was willing to bet he knew who. "Fucking woman," he swore and began following the tracks.

 

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Xan was not in bed with her with Ana woke the following morning, and there was no sign of him as she dressed for the day. She considered staying here, knowing that it was what Xan wanted, but her worry was eating at her. She knew he couldn't die, but what if he was in pain? What if he'd been captured? She had no idea what she could do if either of those things were true, but she needed to try.

She dressed and packed a few things into her bag, told the young couple who owned the house what was happening. They were worried for her, and seemed uncertain about letting her go, but in the end, the understood her concern for Xan and let her leave with wishes of luck.

The road was churned into a mud pit by the tanks, so Ana walked along the edge, hoping the tree cover further down the road would keep her hidden from any spying eyes while she walked. She hadn't gotten very far when she heard a shout in German from somewhere to her left. Three soldiers from the column emerged from the trees, looking her up and down and making what she was certain were lecherous comments - she couldn't understand any of them, because they were in German. She froze, suddenly terrified as they came toward her.

One of them said something to her, but she couldn't speak German, so she had no idea what he was saying. He was commanding her, from the tone of his voice. He made a motion with his hands for her to come closer, and she knew immediately that that was the last thing she wanted to do. There was a moment of stillness while the soldiers waited to see if she would do as asked, and then Ana was running. She sprinted down the road away from them, slipping in the mud as she went, back toward the town.

The men shouted angrily at her as she ran, and it only drove her to run faster. She knew they were following - she could hear the footstep. One of them collided hard with her back, tackling her to the ground. She cried out and kicked angrily at the man. "Let me go!"

He growled some curse at her and hauled her to her feet by her arms, locking ten behind her back. She was struggling violently, but he was much bigger than she was. The soldiers seemed to realize that they had her overpowered, because they began to laugh. One of them, the one not holding her, came around in front of her, staring openly at her chest. He squeezed one of her tits and made a sound of approval, drawing an indignant cry from Ana. He slapped her and said something angry, probably a command to be quiet.

With growing horror, Ana realized that she wasn't going to be able to escape this on her own. The man in front of her started undoing his belt, and, despite knowing that it was probably going to get her hit again, she screamed, loud and long, hoping someone from the village might hear her.

 

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There was not much time for strategizing what needed to be done. The four of them were in a small copse of woods with nearly no effort to hide themselves or what they were doing.

Xan was not entirely sure if he would be able stop them before they actually raped her or not; and, worse, he wasn't entirely sure if she would emotionally survive the event if it came to fruition.

The man between her legs was so very close to penetrating Ana that surely the head if the man's penis was touching her. Xan bowled over one of the men holding her arms as Ana sent forth a blood curdling scream which filled the small stand of fruit trees.

As Xan rolled to his feet he roared, "Run Ana, for fuck ' s sake, RUN!"

 

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The soldiers hasn't expected Xan's sudden appearance, so, for a moment, there was utter chaos in the stand of trees. The one between Ana's legs threw himself backwards to get away from Xan, and Ana took the chance to leap away from him. She yanked her clothes back on and scrambled to her feet on time to see one of the men lift his gun to level it at Xan.

She knew she was supposed to run, but panic overtook her and she couldn't think straight. The soldier who had been about to rape her had removed most of his gear to do so, and his gun was sitting in the mud only a few feet from Ana. She seized it and aimed it approximately at the man with the gun aimed at Xan, and squeezed the trigger. She yelled - the noise was shocking and the recoil was far stronger than she expected. The weapon fired and bullets sprayed across the small clearing. She caught the gun-wielding soldier in the chest, and sheer luck saw the second soldier standing next to him take a bullet to the shoulder, leaving only the third, pantless and unarmed.

 

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Xan grabbed a knife the had fallen and threw it at the hapless and pant less german. The blade sank three inches into the man's chest and as he stared at it in horror, Xan jumped on the man and drove it to the hilt into his torso.

As he fell Xan turned to the wounded German who seemed intent on surrendering and Xan scowled at him, "I have no time for prisoners. "

Taking a weapon that had fallen, Xan squeezed the trigger putting a bullet into his forehead.

No sooner had the bullet struck, Xan turned and roared at Ana, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!"

 

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Ana jumped, surprised by Xan's sudden shout. She gaped at him for a moment. Between what had just happened and the shock of his shout, she thought for a moment that she might burst into tears. Only, then, she felt a coal of hot anger ignite in her chest.

She walked briskly across the clearing toward him and stood toe to toe with him, a sight made almost comical by the fact that she was nearly a footer shorter than he. "I was looking for you!" she shouted in response. "You told me you would be back last night! When you weren't, I went looking. What was I supposed to do? How could I have known what had happened! I'm alone, in a foreign country, with no one to trust but you, and you ran off to take on a column of tanks by yourself!"

There was a pause, where Ana stopped to catch her breath. The tension left her suddenly and she sagged, her voice lowered to a more appropriate volume. "I was worried. I care for you, and all I could think when you didn't come back was that something horrible had happened. You can't die, I know, but you can be captured.
Tortured. I couldn't stop thinking of what might have happened..."

 

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Xan ' s anger was a palpable tsunami as it radiated from him. "And if you die? We lose at least twenty years if not a hundred years. Yes I took on a column of tanks. And yes I died, that happens when you hold a grenade to a man's chest while it explodes."

His hands clenched into fists and un clenched, "It is about CALCULATED risks, and you charging after a tank column makes mo sense. What would you done if you found me with them anyway? "

 

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Ana stated up at him. He was right, she knew that. She'd let fear govern her decisions. "I... I don't know what I would have done. But I had to do something. I couldn't bear just sitting and waiting, not knowing whether you would come back..." Her voice was small and sad - she recognized now that she'd been wrong, but she wasn't certain if she wouldn't make the same choice if it happened again. "When you didn't come back last night like you said, I didn't know what else to do..."

 

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Xan cupped her face in his hands and kissed her gently and quickly. "Next time stay the fuck where I left you. That way I know you are safe and I won't have to worry about you."

He looked around at the dead and dying men around them and said, "Doing what you did is courageous, but, I need you to be a coward. I already know you will die eventually, why hasten it?"

 

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Ana cringed a little as Xan told her that he needed her to be a coward. She's thought that she was being selfless, self-sacrificing to save him. But she realized now that what she had done was actually quite selfish - if Xan got into trouble, she could have him back within a day or two, once her came back to life. If she died, he could be without her for decades.

She reached up and caught his face between her hands, pulling him down to her so she could kiss him. "I'm sorry. I promise I won't do that again. I didn't mean... I mean, I thought I was helping. I didn't think about what would happen to you if I had died trying to save you." She wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him. "I'm sorry."

 

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Xan wrapped his arms around Ana, whispering, "Good, now let's go, before more Germans come along. I didn't kill all of them obviously, but I killed the better part of the leadership, so they are fending for themselves."

He turned toward the village and they began walking toward it. "On the plus side, I only have one scar now."

 

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Ana leaned happily into Xan as they walked, arm in arm, feeling much safer and happier now that they were together again.

"Thank you for coming to save me," she said suddenly, looking up at him. She shuddered, considering what would have happened if he hadn't shown up when he did, and pulled herself closer to him.

 

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"My pussy," he replied, "And I am horrible at sharing it with other men."

They approached the village and the house they had stayed at, only to be turned out. The owner thinking it too risky to have them stay again. Xan merely nodded, and they began down the road again, staying more in the trees and behind the hedges. "Looks like another night under the stars."