=CHAPTER 38=★ᴘɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ɴᴀʀᴄɪꜱꜱᴜꜱ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ɪɴ ᴀ ꜰɪᴇʟᴅ★=

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Guys- Uh- !WARNING! !MATURE HIGHLY SUGGESTED THEMES! (they don't actually do it) (don't be dramatic) (here come the comments)

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Small giggles.

Feminine ones. Hidden behind the tapestry of the big tent.

The cold wind was hitting the walls of the structure, though the one didn't even budge.

The door was closed, but not unlocked.

Two persons were inside of it.

The masculine Soviet Union.

And some woman.

The man had a stoic face. The emotions were either hidden or nonexistent.

That didn't stop the woman from taking him by the hem of his shirt.

She looked at him with eyes full of desire.

The counter part was devoid of everything.

The female slid her hands around his hips.

He was like stone; immobile.

He wasn't affected in the slightest.

The woman took this opportunity and she pushed him against a table.

He felt the hit, but again, he wasn't saying anything.

Cold eyes.

"Cахарок~ When will you finally respond~?"

The man was silent.

He was in a light shirt, unbuttoned on the top. He also had green military pants on.

He had no intentions whatsoever to respond to this woman.

"Should I go straight to it~?"

The woman wore a light dress.

Made for him to rip.

Unoriginal.

"..."

"Here I go then~"

She slid her hands up his chest, right to his shirt buttons.

He watched her unbutton them, one by one.

The fact that she was taking so much time was irritating.

If she was going to do it, she might actually try to do it at least.

He didn't move, he didn't help her in the least.

She has annoyed him this much, why should he?

Once she completely opened the shirt, she was proud of herself.

He only continued to judge her.

She put her hands softly on his chest, tracing his muscles.

How dare she?

He's not some kind of touch exhibit.

This was becoming infuriating.

Why did they send her this time?

Couldn't they find someone else?

If they wanted to entertain him, they might just do it right.

She didn't stop.

Suddenly, she grabbed his arms and she wrapped them around herself. Then, she turned the both around and she made him walk straight to the bed.

He followed her lead, adding more judgment to what was already seen as terrible.

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