The First Touch
by @zippybuttonAfter a brutal raid, Sam tends to Soap’s bullet wound, her clinical precision faltering when he calls out her inexperience. That raw admission shatters her control, and in the stark concrete bunker, his guiding hands turn careful first aid into a desperate, trusting exploration.
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EXPLORE CHAPTERS
The Honest Wound
Her fingers trembled slightly against the tape. Soap’s low brogue cut through the sterile smell of antiseptic, his blue eyes sharp on her face. The truth slipped out—a quiet, damning admission—and the air in the concrete room changed. He cupped her jaw, his thumb brushing her split lip, and the world narrowed to the heat of his palm and the question in his gaze. When his mouth met hers, the last of her clinical precision dissolved into raw, shuddering feeling.
Chapter 2
Soap pushes inside her. He has to use some force because shes so tight despite his fingers opening her up. Soap stops with just the thick head inside her. Pain to sam. When shes ready he slowly pushes inside her andn has to stop several times because of the pain to her. She's so tight. When hes fully inside she says its a lot. She's so full. She looked down and see a bulge on her stomach. And realized its soaps cock inside her. Pain to sam. Soap slowly starts moving. Going slow to give her time to adjust. Soon the pain becomes pleasure. Small noises from sam that she tries to hide. Soap tells her to not hide it
Chapter 3
Soap waits till hes sure shes not hurting anymore. Or at least the worst pain is gone when he feels her breathing settles. He starts a slow trusting motion getting a pained whimper from sam. He freezes again. Reassuring her. Waiting a little longer and struggling to keep still and not pounding her. Then she looks down at rhe bulge at her lower stomach and whimper again and soap reassures her. When shes ready he slowly thrusting again. Getting small noises from sam then a moan that she tries to muffle. Soap tells Sam not to hide the noise. Groan to soap with the noises she makes
Chapter 4
Soap pulls out and check her
Gentle Reclamation
Soap doesn't take her again. Not like before. He lowers his head between her thighs, his breath a warm wash over the ache. His apology isn't words; it's the slow, reverent stroke of his tongue over the tender flesh, soothing the sting with a wet heat that makes her back arch. He worships the hurt he caused, turning pain into a different, deeper kind of trembling, until her fingers in his hair are the only thing holding her to the earth.