A Korean Love Story

A Korean Love Story

Kellye and Trapper made their relationship almost a year ago. In fact, their one year anniversary was coming up fast and even though she knew they couldn't leave the camp for a while, Kellye still had the resources to put together the best celebration dinner and party she could come up with. But before she started writting letters and making plans, she wanted to go find Trapper and make sure he didn't have any other plans, especially with the boys. So, Kellye walked over to his private tend and knocked on the door before walking right in. "Hey Trapper," Kellye said as she saw him laying on his cot reading a book. "Can we talk?" she asked him and she was wearing a smile so he didn't get the wrong idea. 

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Trapper lowered the book from his face, eyebrows lifting when he saw Kellye. A slow grin spread across his lips.

"Sure, doll," he said, swinging his legs off the cot and patting the spot next to him. His eyes flicked over her smile, checking her mood before he teased, "You're not about to tell me you're running off with Hawkeye, are you?"

When she shook her head, he chuckled and leaned back on his hands. "Alright then, shoot. What's on your mind?"

As she explained she wanted to talk about something, his expression softened. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, giving her his full attention. "You've got me curious now. You're smiling like you just pulled one over on Radar."

When she mentioned their upcoming anniversary, his face lit up even more, boyish and warm. "Our anniversary? You remembered." He shook his head with a laugh, reaching out to squeeze her hand. "Hell, Kellye, you're better at this relationship thing than I am."

He gave her a sheepish little smile. "I didn't make any plans with the boys, promise. Whatever you've got in mind—count me in."

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Kellye's smile brighten as she sat down next to him. She reached over and took her John's hands into his as she began to speak to him. She couldn't help but chuckle at John's joke as she replied to it. "Believe me, he's definately not my type," she told him. Then she leaned over and softly kissed his lips softly. Then she pulled away as she continued talking to him. "Anyway, I was thinking that maybe this anniversary, we could spend a romantic night together," she told him. "Which includes a romantic meal, wine, a stroll under the stars," she told him dreamily as she looked away from him for a few minutes and then looked back at him, still smiling. 

"And then everything will end with the most romantic and passionate kiss that could have us maybe spending the night together," she added as she was proud that she had this all thought out. "I hope that sounds good to you," she told him still smiling as she gave his hands a little squeeze. "And of course, there could be a couple of surprises for you along the way," she told him as she then changed the subject and went back to reply to everything he told her. 

"And of course I remembered," she added. "Not only did I write it down, but I could never forget the day that we made our relationship offical," she said happily. "And most women are better at relationships than men, but between you and me, I think you are doing great," she added as she then pulled out a notebook as she went back to planning their romantic night. "Now, back to our special night," she added. "What is your favorite meal?" she asked knowing they haven't had any real food since getting to Korea. So, he would probably have questions about why she was asking, but that was something he was just gonna have to wait and see why she asked. 

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Trapper chuckled low in his throat, his grin spreading slow and wide as he listened to her, his fingers tightening warmly around hers. "You've really gone and thought this through, haven't you, Nurse Kellye?" he teased softly, that familiar glint of affection in his eyes. "A romantic dinner, wine, starlight, surprises..." He shook his head, his voice dropping to a more tender murmur. "You're gonna spoil an old warhorse like me."

He leaned closer, brushing his thumb across her knuckles before pressing a soft kiss to the back of her hand. "And for the record," he said with a half-smile, "you've just described my perfect night. As long as you're there, I don't care what's on the menu."

After a beat, he tilted his head, eyes gleaming with playfulness again. "But if you're asking, I'm partial to anything that doesn't come out of a can. Maybe a good steak, mashed potatoes—something that actually reminds a guy he's human."

He paused, gaze softening. "You remembering that day... means more than you know, Kellye. I wasn't sure I deserved a second chance at something real out here. Guess you proved me wrong." He smiled again, that easy, heartfelt kind that made the MAS*H tents feel a little less gray. "Now, about that passionate kiss at the end—pretty sure we don't have to wait for the anniversary to rehearse that part."

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Kellye smiled as she blushed a little. Trapper had always knew the right words to say to get her to blush and get her heart to race. Of course she also knew that he didn't have to neccessarily have to talk to get her heart to race. As they held hands and she felt his thumb gently rubbing over the top of her hand, she couldn't help but look down and watch for a few moments before she lifted her eyes back up to meet his. Then Kellye tilted her heand and leaned in slow and gently until her lips were touching his and soon they were softly and gently yet passionately kissing. It was as if they didn't have a care in the world and that the world revolved around just the two of them. 

Finally Kellye broke the kiss and pulled away from Trapper just a little so that she could reply to everything that he had told her. "Yes, I have really thought and planned everything out, down to the detail," she whispered to him as they continued looking lovingly into his eyes while he looked back with the same look. "And I love spoiling you," she told him. "And for the record, you are far from old, my love," she added before moving onto the next subject. "As long as you want me, I will go anywhere you go but I am glad I nailed your perfect date night," she added smiling, though she wasn't about to tell him that he was going to make his favorite dish with the help of her connections. 

"I'm so glad that I could show you love, my love," she told him as she felt herself leaning closer to him as if getting ready to passionately kiss him again. This time she had broken their hand holding and brought her hand up to his face. She gently touched it as she slowly got closer and closer to his lips once more. "And I promise as long as you want and need me, I'll continue to show you love and give your body all the love it can handle," she whispered as her lips finally brushed against his, bringing temptaion to him to kiss her again. 

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Trapper's smile deepened, that familiar glint sparking in his eyes as Kellye leaned in close. When her lips touched his, he let out a soft breath against her mouth — half surprise, half surrender — and kissed her back with that slow, deliberate tenderness that came so naturally to him. When she finally pulled back, he kept one hand on her cheek, his thumb brushing the corner of her lips as if memorizing the feel of her.

"Kellye," he murmured, voice roughened by affection and something deeper. "You have no idea what you do to me, do you?" He chuckled softly, the warmth in his tone unmistakable. "You make me feel like a man who's got a second chance — not just at love, but at life."

He leaned in just enough for his forehead to rest against hers. "And you didn't just nail the perfect date night. You nailed the perfect woman for me," he whispered, his breath mingling with hers. "You could take me anywhere — hell, even into a warzone — and as long as your hand's in mine, I'd follow without thinking twice."

Then, a teasing smile tugged at his lips. "But since you're promising all that love and temptation, I'm thinking dinner can wait a while... don't you?" His fingers slid gently down her arm, his voice dropping to a husky murmur. "Because right now, I'd rather taste that promise again."

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Kellye smiled as she listened to everything that John had to say. Then she began to speak to him as her lips longed to be on his once more. But before getting back to the pre-dinner snack, sort to speak, Kellye began to speak to John softly. "Baby I will give you anything that you want," she told him as she let her hands softly run up his t-shirt. Soon she began to slip it over his head and finally, off his body, throwing it on the floor as she continued to speak to him. "And no I don't," she whispered. "But I am to find out  right now," she told him as she gently pushe him onto his back. Then she crawled on top of him and soon started to kiss gently up and down his chest and mid-section softly and gently. 

"And you, my love," she whispered in between kissing up and down his bare chest and mid-section. "make this girl feel like she's the most beautiful girl in the world," she told him softly and happily. "You make me feel and gave me love just when I was about to give up all hope," she added as she sat up and slowly began to slowly unbutton her shirt. Once she had it open, she slid out of it, throwing it next to his shirt on the ground. Then her bra came next, which once again, landed on the floor. "Even in this hellish war zone," she added. "You know how to make a woman feel like a woman," she told him as she began to unbuckle his pants and slowly unzip them. "And now, I'm gonna make you feel like a man in more than one ways," she said with a smile as she slipped her hand slowly into his boxer shorts and slowly began to rub his cock. 

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John's breath hitched the second her hand slid into his shorts, and his fingers wrapped around her wrist—not to stop her, but to slow her, to make her feel just how hard she was driving him just by touching him.

His voice dropped, low and gravel-rough, the way it only ever got with her.

"Jesus, Kellye..." he exhaled, eyes locked on her as she hovered over him. "You're gonna kill me before the enemy ever gets a shot."

He pushed up suddenly, not enough to flip her, just enough to get his mouth on her chest—kissing, sucking, biting just enough to drag a gasp out of her as his hands slid up her spine. His lips brushed the soft underside of her breast before he looked up at her again, pupils blown wide.

"You think you make me feel like a man?" he growled softly. "Sweetheart, you have no damn idea what you do to me."

One hand slid to her hip, guiding her forward, pulling her down against the bulge straining in his shorts as he kissed a hot line along her stomach.

"You crawling on top of me like that..." he muttered against her skin, "stripping slow, showing me all of you... that's the sexiest damn thing I've ever seen in my life."

His thumb brushed across her nipple, slow, teasing, making her arch.

"And you saying you'll give me anything I want?" He smirked, wicked and hungry. "Careful, baby. I'm a man who takes his time."

His hand slipped between her thighs, rubbing her through her panties with the same slow pressure she'd given him.

"See?" he whispered, pressing his forehead to hers. "I take care of you first."

He kissed her hard then—deep and claiming—before pulling back just enough to murmur:

"Now tell me exactly what you want me to do to you... or I'm gonna take my time figuring it out myself.

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Everything was going Kellye had saw it going, even the parts of him playing and sucking on her breasts. She couldn't help but shiver at the touches of his lips on her breasts and nipples. But it wasn't until she felt his hand slip inside of her pants and began to gently rub her through her panties that she really felt the heat and passion growing. Her desire for him flashed in her eyes and then began to grown as he pulled her down until their foreheads touched. As John kissed Kellye hard and yet very passionately, she could feel her body starting to turn to jelly as she broke the kiss long enough to speak and answer his questions. "I want you do to everything to me," she whispered to him and then went on. 

"I want you to feel your lips all over my body while you finish undressing me," she added. She could feel how hard John was getting and she knew that soon they would both be enjoying the pleasures of their bodies thrashing against each other soon enough. But for now, all she wanted was his lips all over her body and his finger rubbing the one spot that would get her so wet that she would have a hard time not screaming out in pleasure. "Then, once you are done undressing me completely me," she told him as she let her own lips brush against his. "I want you to lay me down and touch me all over and get me so wet to the point you can't resist in tasting me," she added. 

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John's breath left his lungs in a low, quiet growl the moment the words "I want you to do everything to me" left Kellye's mouth. His hand, still inside her pants, tightened just enough for her to feel exactly what that did to him.

He pulled back only far enough to look at her—his eyes dark, pupils wide, lips slightly parted like he was already tasting her.

"Kellye..." he murmured, voice low and rough, "you have no idea what you're asking for."

But his hand kept moving, slow circles over her panties, deliberate, teasing, keeping her right on the edge of losing herself.

When she told him she wanted his lips all over her, his jaw clenched, and a wicked smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, I'll put my mouth everywhere you want it," he whispered back, leaning in until his lips brushed her ear. "And I'm going to take my time doing it."

He kissed down her neck—slow, open-mouthed kisses that grew wetter, hotter—his free hand sliding under her shirt, pushing it up until her breasts spilled into the open again. He bent down, sucking one nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling as he groaned against her skin.

Then she felt it: the way his hips pressed hard against her thigh, how thick and desperate he had gotten for her.

When she told him she wanted to be undressed, touched everywhere, tasted until he couldn't resist her—Trapper let out a laugh that sounded more like a man at the end of his restraint.

He pulled her hard against him, their mouths crashing together again before he whispered against her lips:

"Sweetheart, the second I get you naked, you're not going to last five minutes."

His fingers slipped under her panties now, no barrier left, sliding through her heat—slow first, then deeper, deliberate strokes that made his breath hitch with every reaction she gave him.

"You're already soaked," he growled softly. "You really want me to lay you down... spread you open..."
His fingers curled inside her, just once, just enough to make her gasp.
"...and taste every inch of you until you're shaking for me?"

He started guiding her backward, toward the bed—kissing her, biting lightly at her bottom lip, his hands already tugging her clothes down, hungry, focused, ready to ruin her exactly the way she asked for.

"Good," he whispered, voice dark and full of promise.
"Because I'm going to do every single thing you just begged for... and then some."