We lick our wounds again

“Fuck.” I sigh, letting my weight collapse against a wall. We’re finally off the front lines. I close my eyes, taking a minute to recover.

“I hope they come back soon.” Alyona tells me, sitting down beside me. “There’s only six of us now. What the hell happened?”

“I’m not surprised.” I shake my head. “I knew that we were going to die but now it seems closer than ever.”

Ilya comes and sits cross legged in front of us. “Is everything okay?” He asks us.

“We’re getting you drunk tonight.” Alyona assures him. “I have a bit of vodka I looted and stashed away.”

“Wow, really?” He asks us.

“Why the fuck not. Might as well enjoy the time we have.” She answers him.

I curl against the wall and let myself pass out from exhaustion for what feels like an hour or two, until footsteps wake me up.

“Anton, Kolya!” I say, rubbing my eyes. “Is he okay?”

“He’s alive.” Anton tells me.

“What about his arm?”

“The doctors said they can probably save it. We’ll still be without him for a while.” Nikolai explains to me. “He was hit bad.”

“Is there such a thing as a good hit?” Anton asks cynically. “The good thing is that he’s not dead and that he’ll still be able to use his arm, though not for a long time and it will never really be the same.”

“How are you holding up?” Nikolai asks, sitting next to me.

“I’m a little shaken up still, to be honest.”

“Maybe this will help.” Alyona offers, placing her bottle in my lap.

“It’s worth a try.” I sigh and open the bottle before taking a sip and passing it along.

“Hey, at least we’ll die before we run out of vodka.” Anton sighs, wiping his mouth after his turn.

“It’s already so fucking rare.” I lament. “I would be pissed if it ran out for good.”

“You know, that’s what I miss the most.” Nikolai says as he takes the bottle and pauses for a sip before passing it back to me. I take a drink from it and give it to Ilya. “Just the stupid bullshit like that. The little things.”

“Hot food.” Alyona says longingly.

“Hot anything.” I add. “It’s cold as all fuck here and there’s hardly any wood to burn. Once the furniture is all gone and winter really sets in, we’ll be fucked.”

“Or having a bed.” Nikolai adds. “I just want to go home.”

“You’re right.” I tell him. “I used to think that my village was boring, and I couldn’t wait to run away to school. It wasn’t so bad. If I could see it just one more time…”

“I just want to not smell like shit anymore.” Anton says with a snicker.

“You’ve been quiet.” Alyona says to Ilya. What do you miss?”

“Girls.”

“You have one waiting for you?” She asks.

“No.”

“You have a crush on one?”

“I did, but it doesn’t matter. There were a few that I liked, but I doubt I’ll get the chance to do anything with them.”

“Hey, man.” Anton says, a light slur in his voice as the five of us begin to get drunker. “You never know.”

“You’re full of shit.” Ilya argues back. “Who knows how long this battle will last? I’m gonna die a virgin. Hell, I’ve never even seen a pair of tits before.”

“Oh, damn.” Anton reacts, taking a moment to think. “Hey, Alyona.”

“Yes?” She asks him.

“Show Ilya your tits.”

“What?!”

“It’s okay.”

“I can’t do that!” She protests.

“Alright. Tatya, you show him.”

“What?” I react to him. “I’m not drunk enough for that!”

“Oh come on, you two.” He urges us, throwing his arm around Ilya and giving him a shake. “Do it for our boy!”

“Yeah, do it!” Nikolai laughs.

The two of us stammer.

“Hey, remember that time you two made out for us? It’ll be just like that!” He jokes.

“That happened?” Ilya asks. “And I missed it?”

Alyona takes the bottle and downs a huge gulp.

“Alright, fuck it.” She says. “Just give me a minute to get ready.”

“Do it, do it, do it, do it!” Anton chants.

“Alright, here I go.” Alyona says, and fights her way out of her coat. She takes the hem of her shirt and lifts it, sliding it up her body until it rides over the bump of her breasts and exposes the two supple mounds in her bra.

“Take the bra off.” Anton urges her. “Show my man some nipples!”

She laughs in embarrassment and reaches behind her back to undo it. I giggle in excitement and watch Ilya’s reaction. A look of awe crosses his face and his mouth drops wide open as Alyona’s bra falls away. He blushes bright red.

“Fuckkkkkk….” He sighs.

“As good as you imagined?” Alyona teases him.

“Better.” He stammers.

“Go on.” Anton tells him. “Touch them!”

Alyona snorts in laughter. “Is it okay?” Ilya asks.

“Why not?” She asks back. Ilya cautiously reaches his fingers out and places his hands over her breasts, and carefully explores and manipulates them.

“Damn.” He says nervously, pulling his hands back and folding them over his crotch.

“Tatya, show him yours now!” Nikolai urges me.

“Oh come on!” I protest. “It’s cold as shit!”

“Do it for the troops.” Anton slurs, taking another drink.

My own face blushes with the thought, even though this isn’t even close to the first time I exposed myself.

“Fuck it.” I say, and take off my coat, before reaching under my shirt to get at my own bra. I manage to get it off and I push it up towards my neck to get it out of the way. The excitement makes my body tingle as I grab my own shirt and slowly bring it up my body, first exposing my stomach to him. I linger when I reach the bottom of my tits. I can’t help but giggle as he watches me like a puppy that is waiting for a treat.

The others cheer when my shirt clears my chest and my tits fall out in front of everyone.

“This is the best day of my life.” Ilya mutters under his breath. I get up on my knees and move over to him.

“You’re allowed.” I tell him. “Just a little bit.”

He reaches his shaking hands up to my breasts and cups them gently. His hands are freezing so a chill cuts through me when he touches me that makes my body twitch. He takes a second to grope me before pulling his hands back and placing them back over his crotch.

“Thank you.” He says. We snicker with laughter and his awkwardness, and I carefully put my clothes back together.