REPOST: This script is from my earliest days on GWA, and is being reposted after it became unavailable after the Pastebin Purge. This is also to celebrate my 400 followers, who are all incredible and I don't know why you put up with my long periods of no-posting and silences, but I luv ya anyway :)

NOTE: This script has two time-loop scenarios, one dark and one sweet. Use either, or elements from both. Or rewrite anything in this script to suit you. It's meant to be fun. Dark, but fun.

[START]

Hey there, thanks for agreeing to meet me in my quarters. I know tonight has been tough. I can't even imagine... So I thought I might distract you for a bit. Take your mind off the beach...and your team.

Yah, that is so weird. You’d think the barracks would keep a copy of your immunization records. But that's bureaucratic bullshit for you. The United Defense can't have you catching typhoid while you're being shot at, right? But, can I be honest? I'm kind of glad they pulled you off duty. I mean...you're still here, right? That's worth something.

Hey, look at me; you need to stop worrying. There's nothing you could have done. You recon boys--your team--they were the best in the business. Everyone in armored infantry knows it. Now sit. Relax. That’s an order. Here, drink this.

Yep. Scotch, neat. Oak-barreled. Just how you like it. I...how did I know? I overheard you...playing cards. Look, are you going to make me drink alone?

There you go. That’s better, see? Now, take a seat. I’ll put on some music. You like [Jazz, or insert other music genre] right? Who doesn’t.

Oh, this song? It’s on random shuffle. You like it, huh? It must be popular... Now, lean back. I’m going to take your mind off everything. Just focus on me.

What am I doing? What does it look like, soldier? I thought you could use a lap-dance. Here, let me get this shirt off. This way I can demonstrate the load capacity of the stand issue infantry bra. See? With breasts as full and soft as mine, it’s barely adequate for field operation. Oops! And there it goes. Do you like how I cup them in my hands? How I pull on my nipples?

[Shushing Him]

Shhh, shhh, shhh. You’re not making this easy. Sit back. Watch my hips gyrate over your groin. Watch me grind on you through these dungarees. Here, I’ll hook my thumbs in the waistband. Slide them down to give you a peek…

That’s right. Relax. Watch me climb on top of you. Here, I'll lean over you, brush my breasts across your face. I’ll even nibble your ear, the way you like…

Hmm? I, uh, I just knew you’d be into that. I mean, lots of guys like their ears nibbled. Well, yes, I knew about the scotch too. And the music. But…

Alright, damn it. You win. But you’re not going to believe me.

No, you’re not. I know. As soon as I tell you, you report me to the base psychiatrist. Or to medical. And I’m not going through that shit again.

Oh, you swear you’ll believe me? Really? Okay, fine. Let’s do this. Take out your phone. Seriously, take it out. Now, go to your search history. Hold it so I can’t see the screen. Are you ready? Starting from the top;

“How do sprinklers work?” “Poisonousplants.com” “How to make edible arrangements” “Records for holding breath” And my favorite; “Thick girls in camo”

No, it’s not a trick. I know everything about you. I’ve...gotten to know you, over the past few months. Or more...

It’s...complicated. But from what I can tell, we’ve been in a loop. I'VE...been in a loop. With you. Always with you.

Fine. More proof? Your first pet was a hamster named Trots, and you accidentally set him free in the yard. Like I said; I know everything about you. Why? Because...I love you. I’ve gotten to love you. And it kills me, every day, that you don’t remember.

No, I’ve never gotten this far. Usually you freak out and assume I’ve had a stroke or something. And when you take me to medical you’re always caring and gentle with me, but that’s not what I want from you this time.

Have we ever...had sex? That’s a hard question to answer. I’ll tell you, but, please, try not to be mad.

I’ve...done things with you--to you--that I’m not proud of. Sometimes it felt great. Really great. Especially when we clicked. But when we didn't, things got messy. And I'm really, really sorry.

You...want an example...?

[Talking to Self:] This is going to sound insane.

[SWEET LOOP]

I...kind of accidentally killed you. No, please don’t get up! It’s not what you think. I didn’t know about your allergy, and I tried to cook for us. But I know now! I learned. Like I said, I know everything about you now. I know you keep your epi shot in your bunk. Which is too far away if you ask me. But that’s not all.

I’ve seduced you. Multiple times. Coerced you. I...faked an injury the first time. To get close to you. Well, I guess it’s not faking if I put my foot under your battle suit. But when you carried me back to my bunk, it was so sweet. It was impossible to let you go. That was the first time we...uh...had sex.

And then there’s the scotch… Did you know that honey made from rhododendron flowers can make you sick and confused? I may have, sweetened, your scotch on occasion. But I felt really, really bad about it. And I had a good reason! I was just to keep you off the recon mission.

[DARK LOOP]

I...kind of killed you. No, please don’t get up! I can explain. I was just trying to disable you. To keep you here. But I fucked up the dosage. Who knew tranquilizers are measured for body weight? I mean, in the movies they just shoot the dart and Bam!—it knocks you out and nobody gets hurt. And I felt really bad afterward. I even reset myself...with the other dart.

Wait...it kind of gets worse. And I need to tell you this, because I don’t think I’ll get this off my chest if I don’t do it now. We’ve fought before. No, not like sparring. It was on the beach. It got ugly. Seriously ugly. The recon team was down, and I couldn't let you go off and die with them. I didn’t want to fight you, and I’m sorry. But you made me...look, I just, reacted. There was a lot of blood, and it wasn’t all mine. It hurt me to do it, but I had my reasons. I needed to keep you safe. Away from the mission.

[SCRIPT CONTINUED]

...It’s the landing zone. It was a trap. It was always a trap. And it doesn’t even matter, because General Holt picked a different beachhead anyway. So you die for nothing...if I don't stop you.

Believe me, I’ve tried everything to save your team. WE'VE tried everything. Both here, and on the beach. I’ve watched you die so many times. I can’t...I can’t do that anymore.

I’m the reason your immunization records went missing this morning. It’s the easiest way to keep you here. I stole them today, and I’ll steal them again after the reset. Because it’s easier than seeing you get hurt again.

Look, I don’t expect you to forgive me. I’ve done things that are...horrible. Unethical. I just hope you can understand—

[Interrupted by kissing]

Weren’t you listening? I manipulated you. I lied. Hell, I poisoned you...

[More kissing]

Damn, your lips are so soft. I'll never get tired of that. Uhm, no, we’ve never done this before. Not like this.

Oh, lower. Kiss my neck. My breasts. Suck on my nipples.

[Gentle Moans]

I’m just...I can’t believe you’re not mad.

You...what? You wanted this?

Your search history...the edible arrangements...those were for me? Oh, god, that’s so corny. You're so stupid. I love it. Don’t stop kissing me. Here, take off your pants.

Lay back. Let me straddle you. No talking now. We don’t have time. Everything resets at midnight, and I need to have you like this. While you have that look in your eye. That hunger. That…

Love. You’ve...never said that to me.

Oh, god, I need this. I need you. Before it all goes away. I need you in me.

[Moan of entering, first thrust]

Oh, it’s so deep. Hold me. Take my breasts in your hands. Pull them. Suck on them. That's right. Oh, god, that's good.

Now grab my hips. Hold me...hold me as I bounce up and down on your cock. Let me feel you, as I squeeze around you. That’s right. Do you like that? Do you like that tight cunt? My strong thighs, gripping you?

[Continued Moans]

Oh, god, why does it feel so good this time? Why am I so wet? I can feel you throbbing inside me. I can feel myself clenching around you. Fuck, you're harder than before. What's changed? What's changed?

Whatever it is, I love it. I love you. Fuck me harder.

Let me tell you a secret; I don't care about tomorrow. I don't care about the reset. Right now I just need to ride you. And I need you to fuck me like this is all we have.

[Breathy Moans. Improv if you want]

Come on. Pick up the pace, soldier. I can feel you getting close. I can feel you tensing up. Your cock is twitching inside me. Don't pull out. Don't pull out of me. I'm going to ride you until you come. I want you shoot inside me. Come with me (x3).

Thrust with me. Deeper. Deeper. Make me...make me...oh god.

[Orgasm, fake or otherwise]

[Extended breathing]

No. Don’t move. Don’t pull out. Let me lay on top of you. Let me feel you for as long as possible. I don’t want to let go. I don't want you to disappear. Not yet.

Look? Look at what?

The clock...oh my god. It’s after midnight. It's after the reset.