“Our m-mission was a s..success.”

Lieutenant Margot Berthier and Sergeant Lafayette Duroc sat huddled around a small campfire, the warming flames casting its flickering light upon the two soldiers and the cave walls around them. The howling blizzard outside making any chance of rescue slim to nil, the Merovingia wide famous battle couple were stranded, the mountainous Sergeant’s sheer size protecting him from the frigid temperatures, holding his shivering partner against his chest, nestled amongst the combat vest he wore that was far to large even for one such as he. 
	“It was, Margot, it was..” Duroc cooed, stroking Margot’s hair steadily as he tried to keep her warm. “The teseum mine is scrap, our forces got away safely, and the Yu Jing are stranded out there in this blizzard without anything to keep them toasty. We did good, and now all we have to do is wait out the storm.”
	“That’s good…I th-think you should g-get a medal.” 
	“Marg, you know I’m not one for jewellery.” Duroc joked. “Besides, all it would do is fall off every time I went dog-warrior.”
Margot let out a small chuckle as she tried to huddle closer into the dog face’s chest, the camp fire not doing much to aid in her situation.
	“I told you to dress warmly.” Duroc chided as he reached out with an arm and put some more wood on the fire. “Jumping out of planes with your midriff out for all to see may be one thing, but this mission had a blizzard coming.”
	“Y-you can hardly t-talk…”
	“Oui, I guess that’s true…” Duroc smiled grimly, casting a glance over at the elastic vest and shorts that he was currently swimming in, before taking a look at his shivering partner and growing concerned. “Merde, this fire isn’t doing much for you, let’s try something else” frowned the dog face as he shrugged off his combat vest and held Margot close to his bare chest, wrapping the cavernous garment around the back of her and beginning to rub her back vigorously with his large hands. 
	“Th-thank you, Lafayette...” the blonde soldier smiled, listening to her partner’s heartbeat as she was pressed against his sculpted chest, feeling warmer already. “But you know you’re not doing it right, right?”
	“Huh? What do you mean?”
	“If we’re trying to share body heat, my clothes are supposed to be off as well.”
	“Oh, that! Well, umm…” stammered Sgt Duroc, his face blushing furiously. “I didn’t think it would be all that appropriate, considering that you’re a lady, and I’m a…”
	“A man?”
	“Well, yeah.”
	“What’s the matter?” Margot teased, amused at the man she’s seen mowing down entire squads of infantry with red hot shards of metal now acting like a nervous school boy around his crush. “We’ve seen each other naked plenty of times before.”
	“Yeah, but that was during medicals, it was all clinical then! This is more…”
	“Intimate?” Margot completed.
	“I was going to say non-formal, but oui.”
	“It’s fine, I don’t mind.” Margot soothed, taking off her turtle neck and unhooking her lacy white brazier to reveal the soft, pillowy mounds of alabaster flesh normally hidden from the outside world, each one topped with a little rosebud, already stiff from the cold.
	“See? It’s just everything we’ve been taught in basic.” Margot smiled, casting away the removed clothing and snuggling close to Duroc under his combat vest once more.
	Lafayette Duroc was busy trying to focus on everything else in the cave, keeping his hands busy rubbing against the vest covering Margot’s topless form, the stiff nipples of her perfect snowy breasts pressing into his- the fire is burning merrily, he wouldn’t need to add any more wood to the fire for quite a while now. And even if it did burn down low, we still have enough fire wood from that he collected from the dead tree that was outside before the blizzard hit, the stiff, hard wood would burn for a long time don’t move your leg Margot please don’t move your leg…
	“Mmmm…there’s no need to stand at attention, Lafayette” He heard the lieutenant purr from under his vest as her inner thigh brushed against the side of something Duroc really wished it hadn’t.
	“Merde! I umm, sorry! It just sorta- I mean…”
	“It’s okay Lafayette, I don’t mind.” Margot cooed, her cheeks growing rosy as she bean to blush as well. “It might just be the cold talking, but, um…I’ve always well…liked you. A lot. No matter what anyone else says” admitted the blonde soldier, snuggling against the dog-face’s sculpted chest. “I mean, I know we’re soldiers, and we really shouldn’t fraternise, but well, just tonight, I want to forget that there’s anyone else that would care about us being more than friends. Please?”
	“Well…” Duroc began, his face growing redder by the moment. “To be perfectly honest…I kinda like you too…that is to say, umm…oh, je veux te baiser. c’mere...”
 Duroc pulled Margot up so that they were eye level with each other and pressed his lips passionately against hers, his hands that could crush a grown man’s skull cradling her body as their burning kiss continued for an eternity. 
	“Mmmmmm…” Margot purred, her head spinning from the burning kiss. She could feel the mighty muscle that normally swung between the dog-face’s legs continue to stiffen into a vast shaft underneath his shorts, its hardening aided along by the inside of the Merovingian blonde’s lower thighs slowly rubbing against it. She felt herself being laid down onto the cavernous vest, her arms reaching around behind Lafayette’s neck as she felt a hand slide down past the small of her back to give her toned rump a hearty squeeze that set her all a-tingle.
	“Ooh! haaaa…you know…” gasped Margot in between kisses. “If you don’t want a medal...mmmm…there is another way I can reward you…”
	“Hmmm? And how’s tha-ah!” shuddered Duroc as he felt a delicate hand slip underneath his trousers and grasp the swollen shaft below. “Well, I think that would suit me just fine. But I’m not the only one that needs this reward, Margot.” The dog-face growled lustfully as he rolled onto his back, Margot resting happily on top of him. The French girl’s eyes lit up with burning desire as she got the message, thankful that her combat boots were already beside the fire whilst she unclipped her belt and slipped off her tight trousers, revealing the lacy white panties underneath. The Lieutenant swung her long, smooth legs over until both lovers were at eye level with each other’s nethers, the curious French girl unbuckling Duroc’s belt with deft fingers and slipping her thumbs underneath the waistband before pushing his trousers down, watching a great, throbbing shaft spring into reality in front of her.
	“Ah Putain, that’s huge!” Margot swore when she gazed upon the monstrosity before her, not sure if she could handle such a task. “How did you…wow!”
	“Sorry, it has been a while.” Apologised Duroc as his hands wandered up to the thin fabric separating him from his delectable prize.
	“So I can see...” purred Margot as she spied the sergeant’s large sac, heavy with seed from many weeks of neglect. “Well then, we’re just going to have to do something abut that, aren’t we-ooh!”
Margot gasped in surprise as she felt Duroc peel away her panties, the cold sending an exciting tingle as her shaven slit was exposed to the night air. Duroc let instinct take over as he began to massage his lover’s perfect thighs and felt the same happen to him from Margot. Exploring a little more, the Dog-face brought his prize closer to him, his keen nose breathing in the heady scent of Margot’s cunney before giving it a tentative flick with his tongue that rewarded him with a surprised gasp and the same being visited upon the head of his member. This caused the sergeant to grow ever more bolder, giving the glistening jewel in front of him long, lingering licks and suckles and receiving licks and sucks upon his own throbbing manhood. Both lover’s quickly escalated their attentions upon one another, licks, slurps, flicks and kisses becoming lashings, fingers, pumping and fondling in short order.
	“Mmmm…ahhhnn…Oh merde!” gasped Margot as she pumped her sergeant’s shaft in between misguided attempts at taking his entire length into her mouth. “I need you! Baises-moi IMMEDIATEMENT!”
Duroc needed no more encouragement, pulling the panting Margot off of him and forcing her down upon her hands and knees. Kneeling behind his lover as she panted with anticipation, Duroc gave her glistening cunney a final lick before positioning his rampant rod at her entrance and slowly easing himself in.

Margot moaned heavily as she felt Duroc’s shaft part her glistening lower lips, no longer caring about whether she could take his vast girth. Slowly the Merovingian sergeant began to thrust, his swollen cock making its way further and further inside Margot’s tight honey pot until his entire length was inside. The bulbous head kissing Margot’s womb, the two simply stayed like that for a while, enjoying the sensation of being as one until Duroc started to move. Slowly at first, the dog-face started to rock his hips, his length moving in and out of her aching slit with gradual speed. Margot sighed happily as she felt Duroc’s meaty cock pick up speed, her heavenly mounds swaying underneath her as he hammered away at her glistening passage. 
Lafayette Duroc let out a feral growl as he repeatedly slammed his length inside her, the bulbous head battering at the entrance of her womb with reckless abandon. His lieutenant-now-lover panting lustfully underneath him, felt her glistening slit grasp his shaft with a vice-like grip as she climaxed once more, the sudden tightness and sensation of her cunney juice flooding wherever it could get outside awakening an all-too familiar change inside of the sergeant. Unable to stop himself, his trusting increased in speed and ferocity as his Dog Soldier side took over.
Margot Berthier’s entire body shuddered as she was driven to climax by Duroc’s massive member, it’s constant pounding picking up speed as she rode through he orgasm. In the back of her mind, the blonde Merovingian felt a strange tingling emanating from between her legs, almost like something was swelling inside her…

…wait a minute.

Margot’s eyes grew wide when she felt Duroc’s mighty muscle swell inside her as he thrusted ever faster, her aching slit straining to contain such girth whilst it grew to almost double its original size. A primal snarl above her confirmed her suspicions, feeling two now-clawed hands gripping her hips roughly as she was rammed onto Duroc’s now gigantic rod again and again. Margot cried out in excruciating ecstasy as the Dog Warrior’s pounding forced his shaft past her cervix and into her womb, the veined member’s furious assault on her straining honey pot mixing the ecstatic pleasure and agonising pain until all was one blissful mess that she didn’t want to end. Letting out another hoarse moan, Margot felt another climax threaten to overwhelm her senses while the unceasing battery of her insides continued with no sign of abating. She could feel it. Somewhere in the back of her mind was a voice screaming that if she had another orgasm like that, she would lose her mind to the stimulation. The rest of her didn’t care and let the climax wash over her, her jaw going slack and eyes rolling back as the last traces of coherency retreated from the onslaught.
Duroc’s thrusting grew stronger and stronger, the beast’s grunting and snarling accompanied by the lustful shrieks of his lover when he felt a familiar feeling build up inside his heavy sack. Instinct holding the reigns, Duroc gripped Margot tighter around her hips, thrusting ever harder before letting out a primal howl that shook the cave walls as he finally came. Thick ropey seed flooded Margot’s womb in great bursts, the build-up of many weeks of neglect coming forth with the battered walls becoming white-washed from the Dog-warrior’s emission. Duroc’s body quickly realised its exhaustion from the exertion of tonight, and so he simply let go of his lover. Gravity took hold and Margot slid off his titanic shaft, the creamy white goodness leaking from between her thighs as she collapsed on her side, Duroc’s cock continuing to send forth great wads of seed over her cum-drenched form as he knelt there with the gift of Priapus ramrod straight. Margot was content to lay there, not caring that her ravaged body was covered in the final great ropes of intoxicating seed from her sergeant’s enormous pulsating cock. Her eyes glazed over, Margot barely registered the gradual shrinking form of Lafayette crawling behind her and holding her close, the two drifting off into content slumber whilst the slowly burning campfire cast their loving shadows upon the cave wall.