Gunslinger

Syn groaned, stripping off the last of his clothes and wondering where the fuck Ana had disappeared to. It was impossible to get warm after traipsing around the forest all day, he was reminded too much of his cell and it pissed him off. Nobody had felt like hanging around when they finally got home, Johnny wanted an early start and so after some much needed food, alcohol and time in front of the fire, everyone had drifted off to bed. Things were going good but the perimeter watch was being shared out over the course of the night and his ass had managed to land the three a.m shift. That coupled with knowing it was already nearly twelve made him want his wife and his bed even more.
“Psst, c’mere. I have something to show you.”
Ana grinned, taking in the sight of him naked, a few new scars but otherwise still the lean muscled body she remembered so well. It had been hard to concentrate all day, there was too much tension between them now that both had decided to try and rebuild their relationship. The damn mission was interfering with that, leaving them too tired or with too much company so she had arranged a little surprise.
“I’m naked.”
“So ? Grab a towel if you’re shy but you never used to be.”
Now it was his turn to smile. True the army meant that Syn had got used to being around naked guys and prison had added to that, although in a different way. Being naked around his friend’s girlfriends was something else and he wondered how Zacky’s new flame would react. It crossed his mind as to whether Zacky had also mentioned to the girl that he and Syn were occasionally lovers and the smile widened. He took in the woman in front of him who had opened the door wider and now he could see that she indeed was wrapped in a huge fluffy towel with seemingly nothing underneath.
“Well I think you should just drop that and come to bed.”
She rolled her eyes and took his hand, Syn barely having enough time to grab something to wrap around his waist before they were nearly running barefoot through the dacha and down the steps to the back of the building. More glass doors led out to a garden and sun deck. He hadn’t paid much attention to it, the falling snow made it sparkle under the light from inside and he furrowed his brow as she pulled open the door and a blast of frigid air hit his skin.
“Baby…”
Ana put a finger to his lips and pulled him out onto the deck. This may have been under the eaves but a light dusting of snow almost froze their toes and she turned to watch his reaction to the preparations she had made. Syn smiled, amazed that he hadn’t seen the hot-tub before and took in the candles, steam rising from the bubbling water as a gentle breeze blew. A bottle of vodka was packed into the snow on the barrier, two glasses next to it as she led him over by the hand and let the towel drop.
Syn swallowed a little harder, her pale body under the moonlight and candles was cast into shadows and he knew he was already hard. He waited until she was settled into the water, her eyes fixed on him as she poured them shots before climbing in beside her. The tub was large, easily accommodating anything up to ten people and he let the feeling of heat mixing with the chill on his skin settle before skimming across to Ana and pulling her into his arms.
“Now this is one fine way to warm up.”
Ana gave him the shot glass and downed the fine vodka in one, the place certainly had a well stocked bar and she savoured the burn as he poured a little down over her shoulder, the sensation of cold lips on her skin making her gasp as he licked up the fiery liquid. He knocked back the rest of the vodka and took the glasses, placing them back in the snow beside the bottle so that he could pull her into his arms properly. The kiss was slow and deep, a minor homecoming in itself and his fingers wound into her hair as Ana ran her hands down the skin of his back and into the bubbling water.
“You think this job will pay off ?”
Syn shrugged, far too concerned with running soft kisses under her chin and down her neck to be too concerned about that right now. Ana sighed, there was a hunger in those kisses, a possession in them that reminded her of just what a determined man he could be when it came to taking what he wanted. She leant back against the edge of the tub and looked up at the stars and gently falling snow as Syn contented himself with her full breasts, teasing and tormenting her with lips and fingers until she moaned his name. The familiar smirk appeared as he rested his head against her chest and enjoyed the super-heated water.
“Johnny won’t lead us wrong, you know that. One fat fucking payday.”
“And then what ?”
He smiled, pulling Ana around and onto his lap so that he now had his back against the wall. She slid easily onto him, her legs locking around his waist as he tightened his grip until her body was pressed against his and he could look deep into her eyes. She looked better yes, but he knew her too well to miss the fear there and it bothered him. He could feel the slightly raised scars down her back and Syn made a silent vow to find the fucker who did that to her and make them pay.
“We retire. Enjoy the damn money this time instead of trying to make more. I’m tired of running Ana.”
She nodded, capturing his lips again as she moved against him slowly. His breath came in short gasps, the cold and heat mixed with swirling water and steam as he let her control the pace and timing. He was content just to enjoy the sensation, grunting slightly as she pushed him deeper into her hot core. He didn’t want to let her go again, cold stiffened nipples grazing his and he kissed her harder. Ana’s hands pushed his sweat slickened hair away from his face, her fingers cold but gentle.
Syn met her eyes, he loved to watch her when she made love to him. Ana had never been shy, her face expressive as her breath caught in her throat and she leant back from him, one hand slipping down to where their bodies joined so that she could touch him. He hissed, the sensation of her fingers tugging at his balls made his body heat go up another notch and he struggled not to close his eyes, wanting to see her. Ana loved the passion in his face, he could never hide his emotions and this was her favourite. In her more honest moments she would admit to being afraid of his anger.
His moans were getting louder, no thought as to whether anyone was listening. The dacha was so remote, the dark silent and full but as the candles started to burn down it was still possible to see the ever falling snow. Neither of them cared if the enemy was nearby, at that moment it didn’t matter. Only her body using him mattered until Syn could stand it no longer and lifted her from him with another strong kiss before turning her around. Ana closed her eyes, letting her arms stretch out on the top of the tub so that she could feel the snowflakes on her fingertips and her man driving back into her from behind.
One hand locked into her hair, the other gripping her hip as Syn gave into the desire to force her to cum around him. His back was against hers, the water splashing over the edge as his breath was hot against her ear. Ana couldn’t keep from crying out at the intensity of him inside her at this angle. It made it tight and his cock felt impossibly large as he pulled her head back and waited until he knew she was trembling on the edge of orgasm before slowing a little and murmuring her name as it all became too much.
She felt him cum hard, the hand on her hip dropping so that he could finish her off with his fingers and Ana felt her toes curl at the deep orgasm that rocked everything in her being. There had never been any other lover that could do that for her and she knew that she would do whatever it took not to be parted from him again. Syn was breathless, it had made his own orgasm feel never ending when she came like that and he allowed it all to wash over him before finally letting her go and dropping back deeper into the hot water to catch his breath and warm up. Ana grabbed the bottle again and poured more vodka, passing him a glass before settling into the crook of his arm and enjoying the steaming bubbles buffeting sensitive skin.
“I never thought you would want to give it all up.”
Syn smiled lazily, retirement was attractive and he liked the idea of having nice cars, holidays and just times when he wasn’t locked up or getting shot at. He glanced at the clock and realised he would only manage an hours sleep before it was his turn on watch. Or he could just stay awake and sleep after his three hour shift. Now he was warm it didn’t seem to matter so much.
“I don’t want to end up dead before I’m thirty five.”
“I don’t want you dead at all Gates, you’re open casket pretty as it is.”
Ana giggled as he tickled her, both of them sinking deeper into the water as a very cold and tired looking Dani rounded the corner. She didn’t bat an eyelid at the scene, taking the shot that was handed to her with a grin before continuing her sweep. Already her mind was working on ways to tempt Matt out into the cold to try that out and decided to instead start the boiler in the steam room that she had found at the far end of the garden. This place truly had everything….

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