The Sniper

The fighting had finally moved forward enough that they let the medics into the city. Sara ran to the first solider she came to. He was already dead. She made to sign of the cross on his forehead. Said a quick prayer and moved to the next one. He at least was alive. She got to work. She got a line in and started dressing his wounds. Sara was on her ninth guy when the fighting stated back her way. Shots rang out from the building across from her. Sniper, shit! Sara grabbed the solider she was working on by the collar and proceeded to drag him into the building behind her when the shot hit her in the deltoid. She hit the ground and rolled back behind the wall. Her helmet came off as she came up cussing. Fuck! That bastard shot her. Didn't he know you weren't supposed to shoot the Red Cross medics? Guess not.

Sebastian knew his shot had gone wrong as soon as he fired it. Well that's what you get when you're in a hurry. His next one would be good. He was very shocked to see the long brown hair and childlike face that greeted him when his mark reappeared. She was once again trying to drag the wounded solider into the building behind her. What the hell was a woman doing here? That's when he saw the Red Cross on her jacket. Fuck, he just shot a medic. To add to his guilt it was one of his men that she was trying to save. Well, to late to worry about it now. He got busy picking off more guys. Movement from his left caught his eye. It was her. She sprayed a red cross on the wall gave him a dirty look and ran off.

Sara couldn't believe she had been shot. Well this was a war. She managed to get the solider into the building without getting shot again. She did what she could for him and then did what she could for herself. She knew she could not stay there all day so she suck up what courage she had and out the door she went. She stopped long enough to spray a red cross on the wall to let them know that a wounded solider was in there and spared a nasty look toward her gunman and went to see who else needed help. She didn't have to go far. Less than a block up was her next charge. Back to work. As she worked soldiers started running past her calling a retreat. They told her to come on but she had to finish first. She was not about to leave the guy she was working on. She had moved onto the next one when she heard the first missile coming. She threw herself over the solider she was working on. When the bomb hit she could not believe how loud it was. Sara swore her teeth were loosened from the impact. She sat up and kept working. When she was done she grabbed her stuff and headed back the way she came. The next bomb landed much closer and knocked her off her feet. When she stood up the world started spinning and then went black.

Sebastian heard the air strike coming and gathered his gear and hit the road. He was rounding the corner when the first one hit. Close. He kept his footing and never stopped running. He had gone a few blocks when the next one hit. As he cleared the buildings he saw his little medic stand up only to go right back down. He should have kept going but he didn't. He slung his rifle over his shoulder and bent down to check on her. She was breathing. That was good. Her left shoulder was bandaged but her sleeve was soaked with blood. She seemed all right other wise, but he had no idea. He was trying to decide what to when she started waking up.

Sara woke up to someone leaning over her. She thought it was another medic until her vision cleared and she saw a strange face. Then she saw the rifle on his back. She didn't even think she just shoved him away from her grabbed her bag and started running. After a block she looked back to see if he was following her. He was. Shit! Sara knew she could not out run him so when she rounded the corner she stopped and waited on him to come.

Sebastian should have just let her go but he didn't. He took off after her. She was fast to be so small. He rounded the corner after her and got a face full of gear bag. It knocked him off his feet. He saw her kick his rifle away and start running again. As she passed him he grabbed her ankle and she went down hard. As he started dragging her to him he backhanded her. Sebastian thought that would take the fight out of her. He was wrong. She kicked him in the face and got up and started running again. She was knocked flat when a bomb landed nearby. As Sara got to her hands and knees Sebastian grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her back into him. He grabbed her injured shoulder with the other hand and squeezed.

Sara heard someone screaming and realizes it was her. Sebastian eased his grip on her shoulder but kept his grip on her hair. She stopped screaming and fell back against the wall of muscle behind her panting. He pulled her up by her hair and she rounded on him. She planted an elbow on his cheek and screamed obscenities at him. Now he was pissed. He wrenched her head back and whispered harshly into her ear. "You want to fight me little girl. Okay." he flung her to the ground.

Before Sara could get over the shock of landing on her wounded shoulder he was on her. Sebastian grabbed her by the throat and squeezed. Sara tried to kick him off her but he just tightened his grip on her until she couldn't breathe than he punched her in the face. God he hit hard. As he reached back for the next blow Sara used the space to put her feet in his diaphram and push. He let go of her throat to drab his stomach and she scrambled out from under him. She didn't get very far when she felt his hand tangle into her hair again. He snapped her head back into his chest and grabbed her by the shoulder and squeezed again. She gave him a heart wrenching scream. Sara's legs wouldn't hold her up any more and she fell to her knees. She felt him kneel behind her and she just leaned back into him. The adrenaline she was running on was gone. Sara laid her head back on his shoulder and started crying. She hated herself for it but she couldn't stop. She was in more pain that she had ever been in and she was so tired. The blood loss and the fight took their toll on her and for the second time that day her world went dark.

Sebastian didn't know what to do with the sobbing girl in his lap. Crying was the last thing he had expected. But before he could decide whether or not to just shoot her and be done with it when she went limp in his arms. He brushed the hair from her eyes and looked into her face. God she was so young and beautiful. He felt his dick throb just looking at her. She was so small next to him. Like a child. A child that had almost kicked his ass he thought wirily. He couldn't leave her there with the bombing going on so he picked her up in a fireman's carry and grabbed her bag and took off.

Sara woke up to the countryside passing before her eyes. She spun around to see were she was and instantly regretted it. God she hurt. Everywhere. She shook it off and looked around more slowly. She was in a truck and almost passed back out when she saw who was driving. The sniper. She let out a gasp and he turned to look at her. Sara was sure her heart stopped. All of her anger from earlier was gone. The only emotion she felt now was fear. She tried to calm down. He turned his gaze back to the road. She let out the breath she didn't even notice she was holding. After a few minutes Sara got the nerve to take a good look at her captor. He was big, very big. At only 5'3" Sara was used to having to look up to people, but this guy was at least foot taller than her. He was a good seventy-five pounds heaver. All muscle. Broad shouldered with dark hair and eyes. She couldn't help but think under different circumstances she would be attracted to him. God she must have taken a blow to the head sometime today to think like that. She rolled her head back and groaned feeling sick.

Sebastian heard her groan and turned her way. She had her head laid back on the seat and looked like she might be sick. He watched her a moment more to make sure she didn't throw up in his truck and turned his eyes back to the road. What was it about this little American girl that had made him take her in the first place? Most women were so submissive which he liked but most gave up without hardly giving him a fight. They just laid there and took it. They were too compliant. He liked a challenge. He knew he had one in her. He was shocked out of his contemplation when she laid her head in his lap and went back to sleep.

Sara felt him stiffen when she laid her head in his lap but didn't care. She was so tired and couldn't get back to sleep sitting up. She figured if he hadn't killed her yet she was okay for now. Wondering how she had gotten into this mess in the first place she fell back asleep. Sara woke up to a pair of strong arms lifting her from the truck. It wasn't until she was laid down on a couch that her mind finally cleared enough for her to remember where she was. Her eyes widened in fear as she watches to see what he was going to do. He just turned his back to her and went to the kitchen and came back with a glass. He took a drink and than handed it to her. "Drink" he said in thickly accented English. She reached out with a shaky hand and took it. He turned and walked away. It was orange juice. Sara drank it gratefully.

When she was done she looked around for him. He was sitting at the kitchen table going through her gear bag. She got up on shaky legs and walked to the table and sat down. He lend over and started to unbutton her jacket. She grabbed his wrist to stop him.

Sebastian liked the look of defiance mixed with fear he saw in her eyes when she grabbed him. Her grip was far from strong but guessed she would put up another fight even if it killed her. "I only want to look at your arm." Sara looked down at herself and couldn't believe the amount of blood on her. She looked back into his eyes and let go. He helped her out of the jacket and got up to get a cloth to clean the wound. She hissed in pain while he was cleaning her up but that was all. Once clean they could see that it was a through and through shot but not very deep. "It missed the bone at least" he said. She nodded. "What do I need to do now." he asked. "I need a shower." was her reply. Sebastian stared at her for a moment then said "Up stairs first door to the right."

Sara got up and made her way upstairs. Once in the bathroom she sat down to pee and thought she would never stop. Finally with that done she got undressed and stepped into the shower. She set about getting herself cleaned up. She did the best she could and than just leaned against the tile. She must have zoned out because when she opened her eyes he was there looking at her and he was naked. Sara gasped at the site of him and her eyes went wide with fear. As he stepped in Sara tried to get out passed him but he was having none of that. He pushed her back into the wall and grabbed her by the chin and wrenched her head up to look at him. He saw her fear and smiled. She was so scared that she couldn't even swallow. He could feel her start to tremble. God she was beautiful. Even with the blood from the bullet wound he had given her running down her arm. She moaned in fear and it made his dick throb.

Sara felt him harden against her and put her hands up to stop him as he lends down to kiss her. She turned her head and whispered "Please don't."

"Why not." he said his voice thick with need.

"Haven't you done enough to me for one day." she was shaking badly now fearing what he would do but unwilling to just let him have his way.

Sebastian slid his hand down her neck and wrapped his fingers around her throat but only applied a little pressure. He felt her tense up and moved his other hand up from her hip to cup her breast. He rolled her nipple between his fingers and whispered

"I am going to fuck soon and it's up to you how rough I get. If you fight me I will make it very painful for you. If you're good you just might enjoy it." While her tired mind processed that he kissed her roughly, passionately. Sara had no fight left. She just gave in to his kiss, which to her amazement was pretty good. He surprised her when he stepped back and began to bath himself. Well at least he had left her alone. After a minute he handed her the cloth and turned his back to her and put his hands to the wall and lend over. Getting the hint she washed his back off.

Sebastian gave a start when she pushed the washcloth between his ass cheeks and started to wash him there. So she still had some spirit left, good. He let her finish and turned around put her hands to his chest and smiled wickedly at her. She swallowed hard and continued to bath him. She only slowed a little when she reached his genitals. She dropped the cloth and shocked him by soaping up her hands and using them to wash him off and looked him in the eye while she did it. She saw the surprised look he gave her and it was her turn to smile. Well if she was going to get fucked for maybe the last time in her life she was going to make the most of it. He had no idea that she had a very dark side of her own.

Sebastian couldn't believe what she was doing but it felt so good. She was making it hard for him to think. He just lends his head back against the wall and moaned. God her hands were driving him crazy. He didn't know what had changed but he liked it. He reached forward and pulled her to him and kissed her again. Running his hands down her body he found her clit and started rubbing slow circles around it. Her grip on his cock tightened and a kissed him back. He was so near the edge that he had lost the ability to speak English and talked to her in his native Russian. Sara could not understand a word he said but, God he sounded so sexy. He bit her on the neck and she moaned softly for him.

Sebastian had had as much as he could stand. Picked her and carried her out of the shower into his room and threw her on the bed. The look of pure lust on his face took Sara's breathe away. He pushed her back and rammed his cock into her to the hilt. Sara gave a small gasp of surprise at the sudden intrusion then groaned in pain. God it hurt. He was so big. The biggest she had ever had. It was almost as bad as her first time. If she hadn't been so wet she was sure she couldn't take it.

Sebastian couldn't believe how tight she was. God she felt so good wrapped around him. He looked down at her and saw the pain on her face and slowed down. When she opened her eyes and looked at him and he could see the fire burning there. He gave her a moment to get used to the size of him then when she wrapped her legs around him he started thrusting faster. It only tool a few minutes of that and Sara had to bit him on the shoulder to keep herself from crying out when she came. Sebastian couldn't hold out at all after that and came along with her. He collapsed onto her but rolled off quickly remembering how small she was. Her eyes were closed but when he brushed the hair away from her face she opened them and looked at him. She could see the unmistakable look of satisfaction on his face and gave him a small smile. He smiled back. Not a smile of triumph. But a real smile, a warm smile.

"What's your name?" she asked. Her voice barely above a whisper.

"Sebastian" he said. He had forgotten that she didn't know.

"Sebastian. I like that." then the events of the day overcame her and she fell asleep.

Sebastian rubbed his finger tips against her cheek and watched her sleep for a moment. Shaking his head at the turn of events, he got up to go get her a new dressing for shoulder as she was bleeding all over his bed. After that he got back into the shower than climbed in next to her and went to sleep.