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Summer had at last begun to wane over the Naval Base; the heat gradually easing off by the day until it was cool enough to walk around without outright collapsing from the heat.

Combined with the air conditioning that chilled the air and blew it about the Admiral's office was pleasantly cool, allowing both him and his secretary to get through their workload with a swiftness previously unseen since the cooler spring months. Papers were signed, shelved or slid into folders and envelopes, until soon they actually managed to get through all of it. Until the next inevitable batch manifested somewhere on his desk, that is.

''Haah...'' The Admiral breathed out a light sigh, adjusting his glasses as he stood. ''What time is it?''

''Um... just past three, Admiral.'' A feminine voice answered from across the room, a filing cabinet thudding shut.

He smiled lightly, glancing over at the speaker in question. ''Thanks... Stuart.''

Stuart herself smiled, nodding slightly at him before grabbing some other spare envelopes from the top drawer of the cabinet. Stuart herself was one of his longer-term Ship-Girls at the base, having been there for years and worked alongside him for the entire duration. Light brown hair was tied into a low ponytail and bright blue eyes roamed through the contents of the cabinet idly, her lithe fingers shifting through it. The white open serafuku-like shirt she wore hid the blue crop-top she had underneath, containing her modest bust but leaving her flat stomach bare to the heat, the pair of brown shorts she wore loose and suited for the heat.

The Admiral was stirred from his staring as Stuart turned, the Destroyer murmuring to herself as she carefully hefted a couple envelopes into her hands, leaving the rest in the filing cabinet. Perhaps sensing his gaze she looked up and caught his gaze, her cheeks going pink and a slight, fond exasperation filling her bright blue eyes.

''You're staring at me again, Admiral.'' Stuart noted aloud.

''Sorry.'' He chuckled sheepishly.

Stuart pouted at him but let it drop with an exasperated sigh, all too familiar with him to be truly bothered by it. Smiling warmly at that the Admiral walked out from behind his desk, catching Stuart by her elbows as she made her way towards her desk. The brunette blushed, her pinkish cheeks becoming a rosy hue as he took the envelopes out of her hands and laid them behind him on her desk, freeing her arms and allowing him to wrap his own around her in a hug.

''Thanks for helping today.'' He told her, kissing her forehead.

''I-I've been doing it for years now, Admiral...'' Stuart bashfully responded, flustered by the simple affection.

''I know, but I feel like I haven't been showing you enough attention recently.'' He said, tucking her head into his shoulder and resting his chin upon her head. ''I've been hanging out with Newcastle and Vampire more than you, and I'm not blind to that.''

''Hanging out in your bed, you mean.'' Stuart dryly commented

He chuckled, sheepish. ''Haha... true, I guess. Still, it's only right I show my appreciation, right?''

Stuart hummed, but the smile on her face told him she appreciated the simple acknowledgement; reminding her that she was a valued member of the fleet despite being far from the strongest. The Destroyer's smile widened a touch when she slipped her hands forwards and he slid his into hers without question, the gentle hand-holding warming their cheeks more.

And also enticed him to lean down and her to lean up, standing up on her tiptoes – allowing their lips to meet. It was a slow, intimate kiss, neither too light nor too deep; just sharing a moment of intimacy. After a few moments they withdrew, drifting apart... only to then lean back in and ignited a second kiss.

''Mm...'' Stuart hummed into the slow kiss – and then yelped as she felt a pair of hands grab her butt. ''H-Hey...''

''Heh, sorry.'' The Admiral chuckled quietly into the kiss, his lips sliding over hers. ''It's finally cool enough to... you know.''

''In your office?'' Stuart murmured, glancing at the door.

It would be far from the first time. Far, far from it. But that didn't mean it was any less embarrassing. Yet the prospect of finally being able to get it on without being left terribly sweaty and overheated was too tempting for either to them to resist, and all it took was a few slow gropes of her butt to convince Stuart that yes, there was no better time than now. Thus with only a little hesitation Stuart slid one hand up to the back of his neck and pulled him down into a kiss – one much more deep than those previous, her lips mashing up against his with clear intent. Smiling into the passionate kiss the Admiral groped her ass, feeling her small but perky rear through her brown shorts and pulling her waist against his.

A moment later they broke apart from the intense kiss, panting lightly. The two of them shared a look and blushed in unison, and with a bashful grin the Admiral took Stuart by her wrist and pulled her away from her desk and over to his own. The brunette didn't resist, her cheeks retaining their rosy hue as she he eased himself down into his chair and guided her onto his lap, her legs ending on either side of him.

Their lips met before either could speak; both of them groaning into the kiss as they continued their spontaneous make-out session. The Admiral eagerly let his hands climb up her stomach, taking the time to feel it up and admire her flat belly before creeping his hands further up, eventually reaching her blue crop-top – and then wasting no time in hiking it up. To his delight, she wasn't wearing a bra.

Stuart's cheeks burned as his hand cupped her right breast, pinching her pinkish nipple between his thumb and index finger. ''I-I didn't wear one 'cause I thought it'd be hotter today...''

The Admiral just grinned, releasing her nipple and groping her breast proper. Stuart may be on the smaller side, her size somewhere between a B or C-cup, but that didn't mean he paid any less attention to her chest. Something he reminded her of by shifting his other hand up as well, both hands fondling her small but soft tits with growing lust, massaging them more than he was squeezing them.

Stuart moaned at the feeling, squirming slightly in his lap as he played with her breasts – leaning back in with a whispered groan. Their lips touched a moment later and meshed together, the deeper, more lustful kiss muffling their mutual groans as she started rocking her hips. There was little friction and she wasn't truly grinding on him, but the motion alone reminded them of when she had done that, and that thought was all that was needed to turn them on.

''Mm...'' Stuart slipped her right hand down, her left soon joining it – both working together to unbuckle his belt.

The familiar jingling sound aroused the Admiral, and with a groan he released her breasts and reached down with his own hands, helping her along. Between the two of them they had it unbuckled and got his pants unzipped within moments, prompting Stuart to lift herself up and off his lap so he could shove his pants down, revealing his slowly-hardening cock. She blushed at the sight, one hand coming down to grasp his length and slowly stroking it, her hand soft as she held it.

Groaning at the gentle pleasure the Admiral leaned back into his chair, gazing at Stuart as the brunette bobbed her wrist. She was swift to distract him with a kiss, devouring his bubbling groan and prodding his lips with her tongue, instantly tempting him to slip his own tongue out; their tongues meeting and warring between their mouths, their sealed lips muffling their mutual moans.

''Mm...'' The Destroyer hummed into the kiss, pushing into it – before breaking it off with a gasp. ''Hah...''

Their eyes met and Stuart blushed, smiling bashfully as she shifted back – sliding down his legs until she was sat on the floor. The new spot provided ample room for her to shift between his legs, grasping his pants and pulling them down to his ankles; leaving nothing to stop her from grabbing his dick and taking it into her mouth.

''Hah- ohh...'' The Admiral groaned in bliss, tilting his head back – unable to ignore the breathy warmth that enveloped the head of his cock, and then slid down it, taking more of it into her mouth.

Blow-jobs were far from new to Stuart, having given him dozens upon dozens throughout the years – and that skill showed as she continued pumping his dick whilst she sucked upon the tip, knowing the double stimulation made it more intense for him. A fact proven true when he grasped the arms of his chair with a groan, unable to take his eyes off of the brunette Destroyer as she swirled her tongue around the tip.

Then Stuart shifted her hand slightly, moving it more to the base – and then easing herself deeper down. Her lips grazed over his hard length and she tilted her head in such a manner that the tip pushed out her cheek, bulging it lewdly before she pursed her lips around his meat and sucked back up to the the tip, nearly kissing said tip before pushing herself right back down it; slowly giving him head.

''Mmph... Mm...'' Stuart didn't maintain the slow pace for long; spending a moment to spit a little on the tip and let it dribble down his girth.

Then she shut her eyes, and went down on him. Her lips went down his shaft until they touched her fingers and then she sucked right back up to the tip, humming around his cock as she sucked it. She tilted her head this way and that, her tongue lashing at his shaft as she bobbed her head up-and-down, each suck becoming a wet slurp thanks to the saliva she drooled onto it, uncaring of the slight mess she made on her hand in the process.

The Admiral endured the pleasurable sensations with low groans and shuddering grunts, keeping his hands on either side of him – knowing she didn't like it rough, unlike Vampire or Newcastle who wouldn't mind when he shoved them down his shaft. Still he couldn't resist the urge to thrust his hips up lightly, eliciting muted grunts or gags from Stuart as his cock poked the back of her throat, prompting his lover to suck his cock a little stronger in return.

''Hah... o-ohh...'' He shuddered when she tilted her head again, causing the swollen tip of his cock to slide along her wet cheek – until she held his cock and tugged it back into position, grunting as the tip hit the back of her throat.

The Destroyer then let go of his dick, both hands coming to rest on his thighs and squeezing them as he bobbed her head up-and-down, her sucks becoming audible slurps as she moved. The occasional grunt or groan interspersed her slurps, joined by his own rising moans as she sped up, her tongue hot as it pressed against the underside of his shaft and teased it with the hot wet appendage.

And faster than he expected it he felt a distinct heat race up his cock. It was as sudden as it was intense, extracting a gasp from the Admiral as he tensed up, fruitlessly trying to hold back his orgasm – to enjoy her blow-job for longer. However Stuart was relentless, sucking and slurping his cock relentlessly and frying his nerves with her sensual lips, each pursed-lipped suck spreading bolts of pleasure up his shaft, heightening the heat within it; until at last he peaked.

''Hah!''

''Mmph?!'' Stuart's eyes widened as several thick spurts shot into her mouth, splattering over her tongue in hot streaks.

The Destroyer got over her surprise a moment later, and with an embarrassed moan grabbed the bottom-half of his dick and jerked him off quickly, helping coax out his cum – swallowing all that went down her throat. His orgasm rapidly waned and his cock buzzed with bliss, her mouth so hot it felt like his dick was going numb from the pleasure.

And then at last Stuart stopped, gave one more suck back up to the tip, and let his cock spring out of her mouth. ''Hah... haah...''

The Admiral relished the cute expression on her face; her lips parted as she panted and her cheeks flushed red, both from their act and her own arousal. Then she glanced up, meeting his gaze with her bright blue eyes and blushing darker, yet a shy smile quivered across her lips as she rose back up to her feet, standing before him.

''One sec...'' Stuart breathed, reaching down and unbuckling the belt of her shorts, tossing it onto the floor.

A quick undoing of the buttons later and her shorts came loose, allowing Stuart to push them down her creamy legs. Despite having been naked before him more times than either could count, she still blushed darkly as her simple white panties were exposed, her underwear tight-fitting and emphasising her hips. After a second she removed them too, tucking her thumbs under the elastic waistband and letting them fall to the floor with her shorts, exposing her womanhood to his aroused eyes.

Only then did Stuart step out of her brown shorts, bashful as she turned around and then eased herself down onto his lap; bottomless and with her top still pushed up over her breasts. The Admiral savoured the sight, one hand coming to rest on her smooth thigh whilst his other held her defined hip, guiding her into position on his lap; sitting reverse-cowgirl. His cock was hard and she undoubtedly felt its heat against her ass, tempting Stuart to lift her hips up a little.

The Admiral was the one to make the move; grasping his dick and bending it forwards slightly, allowing Stuart to ease herself down – and both of them shuddered as the swollen head pried her pussy lips apart, before at last the Destroyer sunk down his cock. She enveloped the head first and his shaft swiftly followed, her vaginal walls clenching around his intruding cock and holding it tightly, her walls hot and wet against his meat.

''Mm!'' Stuart pursed her lips and tightened around him, shivering. ''H-Haah... doing it in this position...''

''Feels erotic?'' The Admiral offered with a cheeky grin.

Stuart blushed, looking aside with a slight smile. ''...yeah.''

The Admiral chuckled, slipping his right hand into hers and squeezing it, his other hand holding onto her hip – guiding her as she eased deeper down. She was still as tight as ever, his cock inching into her pussy bit by bit until eventually he managed to fit it all inside her, her butt soft as it pressed against his pelvis.

They released a relieved breath together, taking a moment to just enjoy the feeling. His cock twitched and throbbed within her and her walls pressed down upon his cock in response, the subtle twitches and shudders of their body only turning each other on more. Until soon Stuart couldn't endure it, and with a soft groan she started to move.

''Ah... ahh...'' The Destroyer panted softly as she lifted herself up a few inches before easing herself back down, his cock sinking into her wet folds with only minor resistance.

The Admiral pursed his lips, restraining a moan and instead pressing his lips against her neck, kissing her. Stuart mewled at the slow kiss and lolled her head to one side, tempting him to lean over her shoulder and kiss her, the two of them making out with muffled moans. His left hand came up to grope at her breast, squeezing it slowly and adding to Stuart's arousal, her moans taking on a softer, whinier quality.

With each passing moment the brunette got more confident, loosening up enough that she could move more actively – groans bubbling up off of her tongue as his cock slipped halfway out before she pushed back down. The head of his cock pushed and pressed against her innermost parts, the deep penetration never failing to make Stuart mewl and pus herself back down again.

''Mm, Mm~'' The Destroyer's butt impacted his pelvis each time she dropped down his dick, enveloping it in her honeyed inner walls.

Their position was compromising, dangerous even; should anyone walk in through the front doors of his office they'd get a blatant view of Stuart's bared chest, yet neither of them could muster the urge to stop or even to simply cover her chest. Instead the Admiral took the time to pay attention to her breasts, his right hand slipping out of hers and coming up to fondle her other tit, teasing her with every slow grope and rub.

And at the same time he started to thrust up into her more, his hips lifting up off the chair and impacting her cute butt, driving his pulsing cock deep into her. Stuart gasped, grasping the arms of the chair and pushing herself back down, getting him in deep before she jerked back up again, repeating the hasty, passionate movement and coaxing mutual moans out of both of them.

''Ahh, A-Admiral...!'' She gasped, tightening around his girth.

He merely groaned in reply, pulsing against her clenching insides, the friction growing intense. Rapidly he could feel himself coming undone, thrusting himself up into Stuart's quivering folds, their flesh smacking together loudly and in a quick, slapping tempo, the force behind their motions leaving Stuart's butt slightly numbed from the impacts.

''Hah, Admiral...!'' She gasped.

''Me too...!'' He groaned, squeezing her hips and thrusting up.

Stuart pursed her lips, mewling through them as she dropped herself down his dick, the friction hot and intense-

-until he slipped a hand around and rubbed her clit, the unexpected pleasure coaxing a gasp up out of Stuart, and pushing her over the edge. ''Hya~!''

The Admiral moaned as she tightened around him, searing his cock – and at last coaxing out his orgasm, a rush of relief shooting up his cock as he came inside his brunette lover. Stuart pushed herself down onto his cock, whimpering as his cum spurted into her and painted her inner walls white, making an absolute mess within her. Every clench of her insides squeezed more out of him, the sensation adding the icing to Stuart's orgasm.

Their mutual climaxes waned slowly; dragged out by how Stuart rocked her hips back-and-forth, stirring his dick around her honeyed inner walls. Soon though their stamina waned and they couldn't keep moving any longer, a mutual groan escaping the two of them as they went slack, panting and gasping.

''Ah...'' Stuart leaned back into him. ''I love you, Admiral...''

He smiled, kissing her cheek. ''Love you too.''

Stuart giggled breathlessly, movement drawing her eyes ahead – and both of them froze as the door creaked open, revealing the smiling face of Newcastle beyond.

''Master, if you intend on doing such lewd acts in the office, please remember to lock the door beforehand, alright?''

''Aha... s-sure thing, Newcastle...''

[END]

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It was a warm summer's day at port; the hot sun partially obscured behind a thick veil of puffy clouds, giving some reprieve to those wandering about in a heat-struck daze.

Amongst the various members of the base, a small number of them were absent from the base itself – instead finding themselves in the neighbouring city. More specifically they found themselves in one of the many department stores in said city, browsing through the swimwear sections for suitable outfits for their upcoming beach day.

Naturally the Admiral was the one leading them; smiling and chatting casually with the graceful form of Newcastle as Stuart and Vampire chatted ahead of them, holding up their chosen bikinis and discussing them. Vampire naturally went with a skimpy black one compared to the collection Stuart was debating over; humming and hawing as she tried to pick between a plain yellow, frilled pink or frilly white bikini. In the background Aoba and Kinugasa were mulling over their own swimsuits, comparing them languidly.

''Hm...'' Stuart then peeked over at the Admiral. ''Hey, Admiral... which one do you think would look best on me?''

The Admiral hummed, looking between all three with attentive eyes – before coming to a decision. ''The white one.''

''Guess I'll pick the white one then.'' Stuart mused with a slight smile, handing the other two bikinis off to Newcastle at the maid's offer. ''I'll go try it on then. You guys just go ahead and keep looking about.''

''I shall change too~'' Vampire said as well, giving them a light, exaggerated curtsy before sashaying away to the changing rooms, Stuart just a hurried step behind.

The Admiral watched them go, his gaze lingering on Stuart for a prolonged moment before hurriedly looking away, flushing when Newcastle gave him a knowing smile. However with nothing more than a lilted hum the maid began to walk off to re-join Aoba and Kinugasa, silently offering to turn a blind eye to whatever acts he may do in her absence. He resisted the prospect... for all of about a minute.

And barely after that minute he found himself marching towards the changing rooms. He did so discreetly, feigning vague interest and grabbing a completely random coat off of the racks, using it as an excuse to walk to the back of the store where the changing room hallway was located, finding two opposing rows of rooms with yellow curtains to pull over the individual stalls... though, most of them were currently open, meaning it was empty. Aside from two at the end of the hall.

The shifting of cloth told him that they were most assuredly occupied, and the lilted humming from the right stall told him which one Vampire was in... tempting him over to the adjacent stall.

And prompting him to tug the curtain aside, looking in.

He was treated to the sight of Stuart with her back to him, her usual clothes discarded neatly in a pile on the floor with her underwear at the top of said pile, his gaze running up her creamy legs and to her small, perky butt clad in a pair of frilly white bikini bottoms, drawing his gaze further up her back to her lower back. His eyes slid over her shoulder blades, the string of her bikini top held between them. And thanks to the fact she was stood in front of a full-length mirror he also got a generous look at her front, from her flat stomach to her small but far from flat breasts clad in the bikini top, a little bow holding it together.

The mirror also allowed her to see him; the Destroyer whirling around with rapidly-reddening cheeks. ''A-Admiral?!''

''Hey.'' The Admiral lightly greeted, eyeing her up. ''You loom good in that.''

''T-Thanks... but geez, don't just walk in like that.'' Stuart dropped her voice to a whisper. ''Startled me.''

''Heh, sorry.'' As an apology the Admiral stepped into the changing room stall and cupped her cheek, leaning down.

Stuart's cheeks became a rosy hue and her eyes fluttered shut, a soft sigh exhaled as their lips met in a light, chaste kiss. It lasted only a few seconds but it soothed the Destroyer's prior embarrassment, and when they pulled apart, their lips hanging a mere inch apart, they couldn't help but be drawn together and reconnect their lips in another, heated kiss. Stuart slid her arms up and around his neck and held her onto her slim waist, rubbing her hips idly as they slowly made out.

The Admiral however was nothing if not perverted, not hurt by how alluring his companion looked in her bikini - tempting his hands around to her butt, groping it. Stuart shivered and let out a soft moan, lips parting from his long enough to draw in a quick breath before she hurriedly mashed their lips back together again, a deep, lilted groan bubbling from her throat when he slipped his hands under the fabric of her bikini bottoms and fondled her bare, soft butt.

''Mn... y-you perv...'' Stuart moaned softly into his mouth, panting when she broke off the kiss.

The Admiral just smiled and pecked her on the lips again, earning a bashful smile from the Destroyer before she pecked him back – the little kisses swiftly melting into deeper, lip-sealing smooches, both of them groaning into the deeper kiss when he pushed her against the wall, her shoulders against the cool surface while her hips were pushed out towards his, tempting him to press his crotch against hers, almost grinding on her.

''Y-You're getting hard, here...?'' Stuart whispered, panting. ''We're in public Admiral...''

''And?'' He cheekily asked.

Stuart blushed but didn't seem all that opposed to it, shivering when he leaned and kissed her on the ear. Demurely she bit her bottom lip and nodded; lithe fingers curling around his right wrist and guiding his hand around and down to her crotch, making him grope her between her legs. The implication wasn't lost on him and the Admiral readily obliged, smiling as he tugged her bikini bottoms to the side and ran his fingertips along her folds, teasing her entrance and coaxing a soft, shaky moan out of her, one hastily muffled with another kiss.

His fingers didn't tease her folds for long; soon spreading them apart and then pushing two digits inside the Destroyer. Stuart tensed, her walls pressing down on his intruding fingers and a moan bubbling from her throat, one that only encouraged the Admiral to work his fingers more; pumping them in deep and curling them slightly, rubbing against her sweet spots – succeeding in pulling out tight, short-breathed gasps from his lover.

''A-Ah, Admiral...'' She breathed out, whimpering when he kissed her again.

With a teasing smile the Admiral then leaned back, lowering himself down onto his knees – his fingers pulling out of her folds, two instead laying themselves on her folds and spreading her pussy open, allowing his wet tongue to push on inside. Stuart clamped a hand over her mouth at that, moaning shakily into it and shaking her head, trying to resist the enthralling pleasure that assaulted her lithe body, her inner walls clamping around his intruding tongue to no avail.

The Admiral was nothing if not skilled with oral however; his tongue deviously slithering about her insides and licking where he knew she was most sensitive, tasting her tangy-sweet honey with every lascivious tongue-stroke. Stuart's bare stomach grew taut as she tensed, her free hand briefly holding onto his head before feebly hanging by her side, unsure or just flat-out unable to be used for anything as pleasure coursed through her veins.

''Ah... Admiral... Admiral...'' Stuart whimpered out, lithe legs shaking under her own weight.

Only to whine when the Admiral pulled his tongue out – not letting her cum quite yet. The Destroyer pouted down at him up until he kissed her on the lips, the Admiral rising up to his full height without breaking the kiss and only pulling away when his lungs burned for air, both of them left panting with lust. His hands slid down and grabbed her peachy butt, groping it and darkening Stuart's blush, the Destroyer demurely dipping her head in a nod.

Thus with a light grin the Admiral obliged, holding her butt more firmly – and then picking her up. Stuart squirmed a little, legs wrapping around his waist and her arms clasping onto his shoulder as he bounced her a couple times, getting a better hold on her and leaving it up to Stuart to hold her white bikini bottoms to the side, exposing her smooth slit to him.

Hurriedly the Admiral fumbled with his pants momentarily until Stuart came to his aid, the Destroyer unbuckling his belt and letting him shove his pants down with one hand, the other keeping her up. Until soon he had both his pants and boxers down around his knees and sagging lower; leaving his erect cock to spring free and rub against her sex, something that only further fuelled Stuart's embarrassment.

''Go on.'' Stuart whispered to him, breath tickling his lips. ''I'll... p-put it in now...''

The Admiral readily agreed, shivering as Stuart guided his cock towards her entrance, the tip sliding down over her wet folds – before at last the tip pushed in. With a low groan the Admiral rolled his hips forth, seamlessly pushing his erect cock between her lips and into her tight, gripping tunnel, her arousal wetting his cock as he slid into her inch by inch. He did it slow but Stuart gasped all the same, clutching onto him and whimpering into his shoulder as they did something so lewd in public, her embarrassment making her tighten up; having the erotic side-effect of letting her feel him throb hotly against her innermost parts.

Then he started to move. The brunette gasped and held onto him tightly as his cock pulled partway out of her pussy only to slide back in, a shuddering gasp tumbling from her throat - one partially muffled when his lips mashed against hers in a kiss. Clutching onto him Stuart returned the messy kiss wholeheartedly, moaning heatedly as his meat pumped in-and-out of her womanhood, practically as tight as she was during their first time together.

''Mmph... Mm...!'' Stuart broke off the kiss momentarily to breathe, panting - only to then moan when he mashed their lips back together again, pushing her against the wall as he lovingly stuffed her with his shaft.

''You're tighter than usual.'' The Admiral teasingly whispered to her; grunting when she clenched even tighter for a second.

''Y-You're just big...'' Stuart smiled shakily back, giggling when he kissed her on the cheek.

His lips then made contact with hers, enticing her into another heated make-out session that left both of them moaning, his pelvis slapping against hers as quickly but quietly as they could - but the feeling of his shaft plunging between her slick, gripping walls and having his pelvis flush against hers was too erotic to resist, his hips thrusting forth faster on instinct, getting his dick wet with her juices.

In the back of his mind he knew that they would be overheard, that strangers might walk in and hear them having skin-smacking sex just a couple feet away, but in the heat of the moment he didn't care one bit – focused solely on driving his cock in as deep and fast into Stuart as physically possible, overworking his hips just to get that little bit more friction and pulling sharp, laboured gasps from the Destroyer. When he wasn't kissing her that is, his lips mashing against hers with a muted moan of pure lust.

''Mm~!'' Stuart reciprocated wholeheartedly, rocking her hips feverishly and impaling herself on his shaft as best he could – shivering when one of his hands left her ass and slid up her stomach, hiking her bikini top up and grabbing ahold of her right tit, fondling it.

Though Stuart was on the smaller end he still groped her eagerly, his fingers squishing and squeezing it as he worked his waist, the overwhelming stimulation succeeding in making the Destroyer moan louder, the kiss failing to muffle it much now. Yet the way she tightened further around him, her walls wringing his cock and begging for him to just release his load, made it clear that she was about as close to climax as he was.

''Mm, A-Admiral...!'' Something only confirmed when Stuart scrambled her hands, nails digging into the back of his shirt as she held him. ''Almost, almost... ah, a-ah~!''

A sharp, rising cry – and then a spasming jerk shocked through Stuart's body as she orgasmed. Rather than cry in bliss she swallowed the sound into a muted gulp, her vagina squeezing him as tight as a vice and instantly pushing the Admiral over the edge; a moan of bliss tumbling out of him as he sheathed himself balls-deep in her and came, shooting his seed into her with hot, splattering ropes that made a mess inside her clenching pussy.

''Mm! Mn!'' The Admiral grunted as he bucked his hips a little more, extracting as much friction as he could from their unified climaxes.

His remaining stamina was fast to wane though, and with a deep groan he buried himself balls-deep in Stuart and let her walls milk him dry, the intensity of his orgasm lingering even after he shot his load. Both were left panting from the force of their climaxes, only made worse when their lips met in a string of feverish, lip-mashing kisses, both just sharing an intimate moment.

''A-Ah~'' Stuart mewled as he reared his hips back and pulled out, his cock sliding out with an accompanying drool of cum that dripped out of Stuart's sex. ''Ad... Admiral...''

Before she could finish however the curtain to their right was pulled open – and the smug face of Vampire revealed itself, the bikini-clad Destroyer gazing at them with a mixture of amusement, and lust.

''Hmph. Doing such debauched acts even as I stand a mere foot away. How shameless, thee are.'' Vampire eloquently cooed. ''Though thy will be forgiven, provided you... make it up to me~''

The Admiral lowered Stuart down onto the floor; the brunette blushing scarlet as Vampire stepped right up to her and leaned down; whispering into her ear. For a long moment the Admiral could just stand there and wait, curious...

...and was soon treated to the sight of both Stuart and Vampire stepping closer to the mirror, before they bent over at the waist and pulled their bikini bottoms down to their knees, presenting their perky rears to him.

''Who gets it first, Admiral~?'' Vampire purred, shaking her ass enticingly.

The Admiral stared, gazing at Vampire's small, perky ass before sweeping his gaze over to Stuart's slim, cute butt, their lower lips dripping-wet for his cock. Then in a moment of spontaneity he went with Vampire, grabbing the purring girl's waist and pressing the swollen head of his cock against her folds – and with an eager roll of his hips he slid his cock between her lips and into her tight, gripping tunnel. Vampire moaned happily at the feeling and pushed her ass back, impaling herself onto his girth until his pelvis pressed against her ass, fully sheathing him inside her wet heat.

And then without a word he pulled his cock halfway out, and then plunged back inside – eliciting a sharp, hastily-muffled moan from the Destroyer as she took his cock. Beside them Stuart stood with a pout, able to only remain in a bent-over position and wait for her turn. That was until the Admiral gave her some love too, his right hand abandoning Vampire's hips and teasing Stuart's entrance, sliding over her lower lips before pushing two fingers deep into her; expertly curling as he pumped them into the Destroyer, tugging lilted mewls and groans out of her as he kept her in the mood.

''Mn!'' A grunt fled the Admiral throat when Vampire tightened around his swollen cock; pushing her ass back more insistently, mewling for his attention.

Attention the Admiral gave, a low, drawn-out hiss escaping him as he quickened his pace, his pelvis bucking forth and plunging his shaft balls-deep into Vampire, filling the tight Destroyer up. His pelvis lightly slapped against her ass but he was conscious to make as little noise as possible – they were still in public after all. The risk however only made it more exciting, hastening his thrusts and pumping his shaft between her quivering lips, her insides wet and squeezing him snugly-

-when suddenly he pulled out, shuddering as he tugged his fingers out of Stuart too and got behind her. The brunette barely had a second to let out a quiet 'eh?' before the tip of his cock slid along her entrance and pushed inside, earning a startled gasp from Stuart as he so suddenly pushed inside her – a mutual groan escaping them when his pelvis bumped against her butt, filling her completely. Without pause he began to pound her, cock scraping her clenching walls as he pistoned in-and-out of her with low, breathy grunts of exertion, briefly looking up into the m mirror just so he could see the two bikini-clad girls fully, his gaze then falling down to Stuart's perky rear as his pelvis bumped against it, making it jiggle a little from the impacts.

''Mm! Ah, A-Admiral!'' Stuart moaned out, arching her back and making her shoulder-blades more defined.

Something the Admiral took the time to appreciate, one hand on her toned back and sliding over the taut flesh, eliciting a cute shiver from Stuart before the Destroyer pushed her ass back, moaning as she impaled herself on his cock. Groaning under his breath the young man bucked his hips forth harder to keep up with her, their flesh clapping together erotically, the tight heat smothering his cock coaxing out a hiss from his throat – when he pulled out with one extra strong thrust.

Even as Stuart mewled in disappointment Vampire was already shaking her perky ass, all but begging for it – and a delighted moan tumbled up out of her throat when he plunged into her, pounding her with renewed vigour so intense it pushed her bikini-clad chest against the mirror. Hitting her from the back he slid one hand up her back and untied her bikini top for her, earning a low moan from the Destroyer as she tugged it off and breathily pushed herself off of the mirror, letting him see her bare tits as he railed her from behind.

''Hah, h-haah~!''

Then without warning he pulled out, and went to town on Stuart instead. Over and over he swapped between the two Destroyers, railing one whilst the other was left to simmer, before then swapping back over again. It wound them both up, the tension of being caught in public having a threesome only further heightening their pleasure, their breathing hot and heavy. It was nothing short of a miracle that nobody wandered into the changing room hallway; there would've been zero way to hide the telltale slapping of skin and laboured, gulping breaths.

Breaths that grew faster and faster as he neared his limit, as did the girls. Straining his stamina to the limit he pounded Stuart and Vampire in equal measure, fingering one whilst he fingered the other, constantly pounding and ploughing even as his cock throbbed for release, the pressure growing and growing – until with one pound too many Stuart couldn't handle it and cried out into her clasping palm, orgasming.

''Mn...!'' The Admiral bucked his hips back and stumbled over to Vampire, furiously rubbing her clit with one hand even as he guided himself into her with his other hand, gasping as his length was enveloped by her heat.

And then after just a scarce few thrusts he came, moaning as he shot spurt after spurt of cum inside her. Vampire whimpered, his teasing fingertips helping push her over the edge; her walls clamping extra tight around him as she squeezed the cum out of him, her vice-like tightness only heightening his orgasmic bliss – his thrusts becoming short and jerky as he unloaded all that he had, emptying his balls inside of her.

''Ah, hah...'' Panting heavily the Admiral wasted no time in pulling out, groaning. ''This was fun, but, we best... clean up, and get back to the others before they notice...''

''Oh? I'm already well-aware, Master~''

The smiling face of Newcastle peeked through a gap in the curtains, alongside the blushing visage of Kinugasa and photo-snapping camera of Aoba, leaving all three 'participants' blushing a bashful red.

They ended up buying the swimsuits.

[END]

Chapter Text

The sound of fireworks popping high overhead could be heard for miles; the loud bangs echoing for miles around.

The Admiral watched them from afar, a warm smile curled at his lips as he saw the vivid greens light up the sky, joined by iridescent pinks and purples that crackled and hissed into oblivion, the silver flares and golden corkscrews joining them before they too faded from sight. From his position near his home he had a magnificent view, the slight cliff his house was built upon giving him an unhindered view of it.

It was New Year's Eve, and it was because of that such celebrations could he held without restraint. Crowds of both civilians and Ship-Girls meandered through the base, perusing stalls set-up or indulging in festival games. From his vantage point he could see many of his subordinates amidst the crowd, from Shropshire operating a food stall to Vampire currently tying her hair back, preparing to dunk her head in some water and snatch out an apple. He had a suspicion that was more a Halloween game than a New Year's one, but nobody was complaining about it.

Of course, he hadn't left his house on the edge of the base alone – he had his date with him.

''Heh. The view's pretty good from up here, huh?''

The Admiral smiled and hummed, tilting his head and looking over at his date for the night – Stuart. The brunette smiled up at him, rocking on her heels and drifting her gaze back up to the fireworks as another slew lit up the sky; their bright colours flashing across Stuart's awe-filled face. Considering the occasion the upbeat Destroyer had swapped into something more festive; a blue-white striped yukata that hugged her slender frame nicely, reaching no further than her creamy thighs and with a flag-styled obi sash tying it together.

He himself had donned a more simple blue yukata, tied with a darker blue obi, but Stuart liked it all the same. Or rather, liked seeing him in it, her gaze often drawn to his exposed collarbone before she hurriedly averted her eyes, cheeks pinkening when he caught her.

The Admiral quelled a chuckle. ''Mm. Want to take a walk before we head down? The festivities will last all night.''

''Yeah. Sounds good.'' With a smile Stuart offered her arm, giggling when he slipped his arm around hers; escorting her. ''Heh. Kinda refreshing not having to be the one doing the escorting thing.''

''You're thinking of a different kind of escorting.'' The Admiral teased. ''I don't see any ships around here.''

Stuart's cheeks warmed and she maturely blew a raspberry at him; the sound trailing off into a giggle when responded by kissing her on the cheek. Tightening her hold on him the Destroyer leaned against his side, just savouring his closeness as they both meandered down the dirt path. With his private residence being located up on a hill it was a long walk down; and the forested area provided many paths to tread through if one wanted a peaceful walk through the forest.

Which was what they did. Diverting from the main path the two of them took a right, their footsteps crunching crisp grass underfoot as they went deeper into the foliage. The path gradually rose with the hill but quickly descended as they neared the peak, the steep descent earning a few nervous chuckles from them as they took each step carefully, holding onto each other for support. Wooden geta weren't the best hill-climbing footwear, it seems.

Mercifully though they reached a flat plateau without falling into any shrubs. The trees formed a small clearing, giving a skylight to the starry expanse above – and allowing the two of them to see the fireworks as they popped nearby. Green hues entrancingly glowed across the lush canopies, purples and oranges graced the grass underfoot, reds darkened the shadows and yellows illuminated them; the myriad of colours only enhanced by the foliage around them.

Without needing to share a word both the Admiral and Stuart came to a stop, silent as they just admired the flashing colours.

''It's so pretty.'' Stuart commented softly, resting her head upon his shoulder. ''...I wish we could have more firework days through the year. Sucks havin' to wait until the end of the year.''

''Yeah. Maybe we can stockpile some and use them after a sortie or something. Use it as an excuse to put on a show.'' The Admiral cheekily suggested, earning a giggle from Stuart. ''I'm serious! Think about it!''

''I am. And you know what I think?'' Stuart teasingly poked his cheek. ''I think Naval HQ will chew you out over expenses.''

''Guh...'' The Admiral winced at the thought. ''Good point.''

Another bout of giggles escaped Stuart, the yukata-clad girl slipping out of his embrace and hopping a few feet away – languidly spinning in circles as she stared up at the sky, her long sleeves swaying with her in the wind. Entranced by the sight the Admiral walked over to her and laid his hands upon her waist, slowing her movements until she faced him, her pretty visage illuminated by a flash of purple light.

And without a word shared the Admiral leaned down, kissing her. Stuart mewled in surprise and reciprocated the kiss almost instantly, one hand grasping his shoulder momentarily before she just slid both arms around his neck, pulling him down more to her height – their lips almost-hungrily pushing together. They drew apart briefly for a gulp of air but swiftly reconnected their lips, both humming into the intimate lip-lock, one made all the more romantic with the scenery.

''Hey.'' The Admiral whispered in the brief moment their lips drew apart. ''Why don't we do it here?''

''In the open?'' Stuart murmured against his bottom lip, kissing it lightly. ''You perv.''

''You know me~'' The Admiral teasingly fired back.

Stuart huffed. ''Yeah, I do~''

Another kiss silenced anything he was going to say, both of them humming into the kiss. Slowly the Admiral's hands wandered down to her rear, cupping it through her yukata and lifting her up – forcing them to break off the kiss with a mutual exhale, eyes on each other. Without missing a beat the Admiral bounced her in his arms until he had a firmer hold on her perky rear, carrying his lover over towards the nearest tree and pushing her back against it; allowing him to reconnect their lips in a kiss.

''M-Mm...'' Stuart moaned shyly into the kiss as he set her down. ''Admiral...''

''Ssh.'' The Admiral hushed against her lips.

Stuart groaned an agreement, shivering when his hands slid into the folds of her yukata, slowly pushing it open. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath and the Admiral gladly took advantage of that, grasping her yukata and pulling it open wider and wider until her breasts were bared to him; her small but shapely breasts tempting him to give them a slow, aroused grope, his thumbs gently flicking her perky pink nipples – coaxing a shy moan from Stuart.

A moan he muffled with another kiss. Holding onto him Stuart returned it wholeheartedly, moaning into his mouth as he slowly groped her boobs, his fingers massaging her chest just as much as he groped it. He craved more however; tempting his hands down lower, sliding off her breasts and dropping to her hips. They slid under her yukata swiftly, one hand remaining on her hip whilst his right went between her legs, pressing against her panty-clad pussy.

''Mn...'' Stuart whimpered at his touch. ''I-If someone finds us I'll whack some sense into you, Admiral...''

''Fair enough.'' The Admiral chuckled, tugging her panties to the side. ''Just try and keep your voice down.''

Stuart's response was silenced as the Admiral suddenly leaned in, stealing a sudden kiss from her. The Destroyer shuddered into it and whimpered as two of his fingers pushed inside her pussy; his digits easily prying her inner walls apart and sliding back out; starting to piston back-and-forth with lustful ease. Far from unfamiliar with her body he knew exactly how she liked it too; his digits slowly scissoring as he pulled them out but straightening as he pushed back in; successfully coaxing a moan out of Stuart's lips.

The Admiral relished the cute sounds he coaxed out of his lover, encouraging him to pump his fingers between her nether lips more – a slight curl to his digits as he thrust them in and rubbing a sweet spot inside her, making Stuart's thighs clamp together briefly. The Destroyer gripped onto his shoulders and moaned back, leaning away from the kiss enough to look him in the eye, her breathing heavy.

''Admiral...'' She mumbled, biting her lip when he withdrew his fingers.

With a warm smile the Admiral merely kissed her on the cheek before dropping to his knees in front of Stuart, hands brushing her yukata apart and letting him see her white panties, her underwear tugged to the side to reveal her bare pussy. Without a word said he leaned in then, his breath hot against her sex – and a high-pitched whimper fled Stuart's throat as his tongue slid along her lower lips, teasingly stroking her folds as he rubbed her thighs at the same time.

That was until two fingers slid along and laid themselves on her folds, spreading her open – and a moan of pleasure tumbled from Stuart's throat as his tongue shoved itself inside her. Grabbing onto her hips the Admiral held her still as he drove it inside her, licking at her inner walls with a fervour that left Stuart gasping, her back pressing against the wall as he lustfully ate her out.

''M-Mm... ahh...!'' Stuart covered her mouth with one hand, her other laying itself on his head. ''Admiral... A-Admir- Mn...!''

The Admiral relished the whimper that escaped her; smiling even as his tongue wormed around her insides, tasting her honey and lapping it up with lustful vigour. The fireworks continued to pop overhead but he paid them no mind, their light failing to reach under her yukata; though the way the light danced across her exposed breasts caught his eye for a moment. Only a moment, however; his attention refocusing on her womanhood not a moment later.

And then his tongue slid out. The sudden lack of it made Stuart tense, a confused question on her lips – when two of his fingers pushed inside instead, instantly melting her words into a horny moan. With vigour the Admiral pumped his digits into her slick heat, feeling how her inner walls clamped tightly around them, doubly so when he scissored them apart. His mouth on the other hand focused on her clit, his tongue licking the little nub and licking more moans from Stuart's throat.

''A-A-Ahh...'' Stuart stopped covering her mouth and held onto his head with both hands, whimpering. ''Admiral, hah, d-don't stop...''

The Admiral complied, pursing his lips around her clit and sucking on it – earning a high-pitched squeal from his lover, her waist buckling from the sudden surge of pleasure that shocked through her. His fingers were far from idle either; relentlessly jamming up between her clenching walls and rubbing up against spots that only his fingers could reach, sending seizing bolts of pleasure through Stuart's taut muscles and making her head tip back, her moans filling the night air for all to see.

''Admiral, wait, I'm... I might...!'' Stuart whimpered out shakily.

The Admiral paused momentarily, his fingers pulling out and earning a sigh of relief from Stuart – only to make her squeal once more as he buried his tongue back inside her. White-hot pleasure seized through her sex as his tongue slid along her inner walls, ravenously licking up her honey and searing her nerves with the relentless tongue-strokes, pushing Stuart closer and closer to her limit, her walls clamping fruitlessly around his tongue.

Until soon she peaked. ''A-Admir- ah~!''

A shrill squeal pierced the air, and with a gulp of air Stuart fell silent – swallowing her squeal and silently spasming against the tree trunk as she orgasmed. The Admiral hungrily lapped up her juices, his hands on her waist to keep her steady even as she climaxed, nearly making her knees give out from the sheer, unadulterated pleasure washing over her.

''Hah- Mm!'' Until with a sharp, stilted gasp Stuart managed to ground herself; mewling as she came down from her high. ''Ah... hah... w-wow...''

The Admiral chuckled at her breathless look of bliss, earning an embarrassed look from his brunette lover, her lips pursing together into a pout. One that he made disappear with a kiss, earning a groan from Stuart as she kissed him back; one hand grabbing the front of his yukata and holding him into the intimate lip-lock, both of them dragging it out until the need to breathe forced them apart.

''Mmph- haah...'' Exhaling a breath the Admiral grabbed her slim waist, turning her around. ''Pull your underwear down for a sec...''

''Yeah yeah...'' Bashfully Stuart obliged, reaching under her yukata and tugging them down to her thighs – low enough that he could stick it in, but not so low they'd fall down to her ankles.

That was enough for the Admiral however; his own hands busy flipping her yukata up and giving him an arousing view of her perky rear, his eyes tracing her subtle curves and ending on her wet, dripping slit. The sight made his boxers tighten and with haste he undid his obi and yanked his own underwear down, allowing his swollen shaft to spring free and into his hand; stroking himself off briefly to get himself hard.

''C... C'mon.'' Embarrassedly Stuart looked over her shoulder at him, her want apparent. ''Put it in, Admiral...''

The Admiral needed no further convincing than that; one hand laying itself over her left hand and pinning it to the tree's trunk whilst his other guided his cock forth, the tip brushing along her drooling slit several times – until with a tight sigh, he pushed forth. Wet lips parted for his shaft and he moaned as he entered her at last, the engulfing heat of her pussy swallowing his shaft and pushing a moan out of Stuart's throat, a nigh-violent shudder spasming through her as he slowly penetrated her, making sure she felt every inch within her.

Until soon he was sheathed balls-deep in her. The Admiral stopped at that point, groaning into Stuart's ear and throbbing against her constricting walls – waiting until the Destroyer mumbled a soft 'go ahead', pushing her butt back. The moment he heard that he obliged, unable to hide his eagerness as he pulled partway back and then greedily pistoned right back inside, the tip bumping up against her innermost parts with gentle force.

''Mm, ah, oh, ah... yes, hah...'' Softly Stuart panted; moans and groans interspersed every few breaths. ''Y-You can go faster, y'know...''

The Admiral grunted an agreement, his free arm holding onto her slender hip and driving himself into her slick pussy faster; scraping her walls with every vigorous thrust. Though it was far from their first time together it felt amazing all the same, doubly so when Stuart started to move too; pushing herself back onto his cock when he least expected it or leaning forwards a tiny bit, forcing him to thrust further to compensate. It was almost a game; neither wanting him to slip out and let the pleasure stop but both wanting to tease the other a tiny bit, to rile them up.

Until Stuart leaned forwards too much and stumbled, yelping as her legs nearly gave out from a bolt of pleasure – prompting the Admiral to stumble forth with her and push himself balls-deep inside her. The sudden fullness left Stuart moaning, knees still bent and feet planted wider apart as he kept driving himself into her womanhood, the fleshy smacks of his pelvis hitting her perky ass echoing through the night air.

''Ah, A-Admiral~'' Stuart moaned sweetly, walls clamping tightly around his cock.

In response the Admiral held her hand tightly and pulled it back, leaving just her right hand on the wall. Twisting her torso around the Destroyer gazed back at him, eyes half-lidded with pleasure and her breathing heavy – the sight so entrancing he immediately leaned in and kissed her. Moaning into his mouth Stuart reciprocated wholehearted, their flesh smacking together louder as he went all out; his cock slick with her juices as it plunged deep into Stuart's gripping heat.

It was too much. The friction, the slick heat, the enveloping warmth – all of it pushed him to his limit and forced a trembling groan from his throat, heat shooting up it-

''A-Admiral!''

-until with a sharp cry Stuart climaxed on his cock, walls constricting his length and squeezing a harsh groan from his throat – right before he slammed balls-deep inside her and came. Relief flooded through him and he held her hand tighter, hips still jerking forth in short, hurried thrusts, pouring his hot seed into Stuart's innermost parts, feeling her wet walls clamp tightly around him and squeeze out more of his load, so much filling her that it quickly began to dribble back out.

''A-Ah~'' Stuart moaned at the lewd feeling, a spasm travelling up her partially-exposed back when he pulled out. ''Mm... felt good...''

The Admiral smiled, pecking her on the cheek. ''Mm. Love you.''

Stuart blushed, but with a demure smiled pecked him on the lips in return. ''Heh. Love you too~''

The duo would end up making a quick stop at his house to clean-up before hurrying down to join in on the festivities; the resounding pops of fireworks carrying on for hours to come.

[END]

Chapter Text

It was Stuart's birthday.

A fact that many had forgotten during the recent rush of missions and battles, forcing a last-minute rush to get everything ready. The only saving grace was that Newcastle had the foresight to learn what Stuart wanted most for her birthday and consequently had already bought her present; kindly sharing that same list of items with her peers as they simultaneously rushed to get things ready whilst also being discreet enough to not alert Stuart herself.

By some miracle they managed it, and the Destroyer remained entirely unaware of the preparations, meagre that they were – work didn't stop alas, and as was the norm birthday parties were quick affairs. Still the Admiral and his dutiful assistants helped pin up banners in his office, release some helium-filled balloons and of course had a custom-made cake made by their resident maid herself.

Until at last all had gathered in his office at a little past nine in the morning, the work day having gone on for little more than an hour when Stuart arrived to attend to her secretary duties.

When to her surprise she was greeted with the pop of confetti and cheers abound.

''Happy Birthday~!''

The cheer, unified as it was between all the base's inhabitants, brought a blush to the Destroyer's face even as a sheepish grin lit her features up. In a rush Shropshire brought the more petite girl into a hug and chattered animatedly, followed by Vampire who smirked cheekily and handed over her present, then Newcastle who patiently waited for an opening to give hers.

One by one they handed over their presents, each containing something desired. A new outfit she'd been eyeing in the shops but didn't have the chance to buy, a model warship kit she remembered seeing but couldn't find on her own, some books she liked to read on long voyages but were hard to come by – stuff that, had she more free time, she might've tracked down herself but otherwise hadn't been able to.

Last but far from least the Admiral handed over his own present, containing an ornate pendant – one that held in it a photo of all her friends. It was a simple gift but one that earned him a bone-brushing hug all the same, her thanks whispered into his ear and earning giggles from the other ladies watching, much to their embarrassment. Even if their relationship was well known, it didn't mean their friends wouldn't tease them over it.

Alas work remained to be done and their enemies wouldn't rest, and so after a quick slice of cake one by one the Ship-Girls present filed out – some to prepare for sorties, others to attend to maintenance work, the usual. None begrudged that; it was just a fact of life, and the fact they could have this small birthday party was good enough in their books.

''What should we do for the cake?'' Stuart spoke up then, eyeing the remaining half of a cake on her desk. ''It'll probably melt in the heat at this rate.''

The Admiral scratched his chin. ''I could put it in the fridge if you want? It'll stop the icing from melting at least.''

Stuart hummed in thought for a second, rocking on her heels, before shrugging. ''Sure. I'll get started on work?''

Smiling his agreement the Admiral passed her by, slowing long enough to bend down and peck her cheek before carefully lifting the cake and carrying it out of the room. His footsteps could be heard faintly through the walls and Stuart listened for only a second, face warm as she rubbed her kissed cheek, idly wandering back to her desk-

And found that there was a present waiting in her seat, deliberately hidden and with Newcastle's signature writing on it.

[A special little gift for you~] Was the inscription.

Curiosity got the better of her and with eagerness in her veins Stuart ripped open the present, the box within a plain cardboard one, but one she opened all the same... and her face went scarlet as she saw what laid within.

A maid dress.

A condom.

And a little doodle of a winking Newcastle.

…

It took the Admiral a little over five minutes to fit the cake into the fridge, having to rearrange the contents of said fridge in order to get it in. Which in turn led to a brief cleaning-up of said fridge as he tossed out anything expired or probably outdated, making a mental note to give it a proper cleaning that evening.

That task done he washed his hands of cake icing and made his way back to his office, the corridor absent of life even as he brushed his hand up against his office door, opening it up – and in an instant he took notice of Stuart. Or rather, her new state of dress.

''H-How do I look, Admiral?''

The timid inquiry was made with an embarrassed smile, redness colouring Stuart's cheeks in a deep blush, her hands by her sides and hiding nothing. Least of all the maid outfit that clad her petite figure, fitting her remarkably well at that – hugging the contours of her figure and emphasising it, even. From the short skirt that barely reached her thighs to the window just above her chest, to the puffy black short sleeves or traditional white apron over her front, it was definitely not a 'proper' outfit... but damn if she didn't look good in it.

''Amazing.'' He admitted freely, a smile working its way onto his face as he approached. ''I'm guessing this was Newcastle's doing?''

''Haha, yep... she left a present behind my desk.'' Stuart shyly admittedly, chin dipped but eyes on him. ''So um... c-could we go to your room? Quickly?''

''On a work day?'' He teased, darkening her cheeks.

''C'mon, please~'' Stuart whined.

With a soft chuckle the Admiral obliged, a gesture all that was needed to send Stuart rushing past him – her hand catching his and practically yanking him along. He followed her along the corridor without protest, leaving their work behind as they ascended to the top floor where his spare, smaller bedroom was. It wasn't the grandest of rooms but it was a nice back-up place when he was kept late at work, meaning he didn't have to cross the base during the night or during bad weather. The perfect place for a quick romp, he noted as he unlocked the door with a twist of his key, allowing his lover to drag him inside.

Shutting the door with his heel the Admiral didn't bother to lock it; turning his attention onto Stuart. The brunette smiled shyly and caught his wrist, tugging him towards the bed and easing down on the edge. He remained standing, not least because it gave him a slight peek down the front of her dress, her demure cleavage glimpsed from above. Something she knew judging by her pout.

''Hmph... if you're going to look, you could at least kiss me.'' Stuart said, sitting up a bit.

The invitation was all he needed; her ensuing mewl muffled by a kiss. The Admiral gladly deepened it; his hand caressing her cheek and dragging it out even as Stuart slowly unbuckled his belt, the rattle of it coming loose a familiar one, as was the sensation of his pants sagging down his thighs. His boxers were unbuttoned rather than removed entirely, freeing his growing erection and enticing her fingers around it, stroking him off within her soft, gentle grip.

The sensual strokes of his lover was enough to get him fully erect, his cock twitching against her curled digits and making Stuart groan in embarrassment. When they broke off the kiss she bashfully reached down the front of her dress, reaching into the sports bra beneath before withdrawing the blue condom wrapper waiting within – the implication not lost on the Admiral, his cock throbbing with sudden need.

A need that Stuart shared, her teeth tearing the packet open and allowing her to pluck the condom out and roll it over his cock, her strokes sending shivers up his spine and coaxing a soft groan from his lips. A quick kiss touched his lips and he reciprocated, the ensuing kiss made all the more arousing as his tongue slithered past her teeth, eliciting a groan from the Destroyer as she fought back with her own tongue – the tangling mess of tongues swapping their spit and making him throb against the condom cladding his cock.

''Open your legs.'' The Admiral breathed then as he pulled back from the kiss.

With a flustered look and murmured agreement Stuart complied, not bothering to take her underwear off as she instead just tucked them to one side, exposing her puffy lips to his lustful gaze. Grasping his length he stroked himself off to briefly, the condom-clad tip coming to prod at her entrance and earning a soft whimper from Stuart, anticipation making her squirm and lean back on her hands, her open legs only further enticing him to lean in.

And as one they moaned as his cock slid into her. Even with a condom covering his cock there was no ignoring the wet tightness that clasped around his cock like a snug, searing vice, one so much more intense than any handjob. Releasing a tense breath the Admiral pushed in deeper, relishing his lover's whine as he filled her up more and more, pressing himself in deep only to pull back, preluding the inevitable thrust that followed.

''M-Mn... Admiral...'' Stuart clutched onto his forearms with a moan. ''It feels so good...''

''Seems like someone's a little horny today~'' The Admiral teased, stealing a quick kiss and grunting against her lips. ''Not that I mind. I do love it when you ask for it.''

Stuart replied with a wordless whine, her thighs pressing into his hips as she silently begged for more – and more he gave, rutting himself between syrupy lips and hilting against her innermost parts; her pussy a sheath for his cock that squeezed him so snugly. Every clench, every twitch, it all sent shocks travelling along his length and left him groaning between breaths, filling his lover's cunt with every bucking thrust.

The urge to rip the maid dress off of her entirely, to see her bare breasts and taut tummy as he buried his cock between her tight lips was tempting, but he abstained – if only because it'd be rude to ruin her gift so soon. He made up for that restraint by taking it out on her loins; pounding Stuart with a vigour that left the Destroyer crying out in bliss, her tightly-clenching depths threatening to make him bust at this rate.

Fingers in his hair preluded the yank that brought him down into a kiss, a groan forced from his throat as he mashed his lips against Stuart's own. With a moan of need she leg-locked him, ankles crossing over one another and refusing to let him pull out. He knew he was wearing a condom but it still invoked that same sense of riskiness as he buried his length into her deepest parts, feeling her pussy squeeze him and dare him to nut in her, to blow his load.

''A-Ahh, faster, c'mon~'' Biting her bottom lip Stuart peered up at him, her breathing hard as she rocked her hips, all but grinding herself into his crotch – his dick sliding only partway out before he rutted back in, his thrusts increasingly short and hurried. ''You're about to, mn, cum right...?''

''Yeah...'' The Admiral breathed back, lips grazing her own.

The kiss was tempting but Stuart abstained, a moan interrupting any attempts as she tipped her head back – pleasure writ upon her features and only further fuelling his mad lust. He clutched onto the bed sheets on either side of her, a dire need surging up his shaft more and more, the condom around his cock not stifling the hot snugness around it. His gaze flitted down and he caught glimpses of her sex as he plunged into it, the sight only fuelling the sensation, his manhood aching for release-!

''Ah~!''

When Stuart cried out and he saw white – slamming in what with little sense he had left and moaning as he blew his load. The condom kept his cum from reaching her womb but he came recklessly all the same, rutting himself into her depths and feeling his cock cling to his tip, the sticky sensation only amplifying his orgasm as he emptied his balls while inside of Stuart.

His orgasm left his legs weak and his head light; a fatigued moan soon fleeing his lips as he pulled out. The Destroyer's limp legs parted for him and he yanked the condom off the moment he could, leaving it on his bedside even as he rubbed his sensitive tip along her soaked slit, teasing a whimper out of his beloved.

''W-Wow... guess I really, mn, needed that...'' Stuart mumbled out, too winded to really speak.

Nor was he but he tried – or was about to, that is, when he heard a click and shutter sound.

And when he looked over to the door, found a smiling Newcastle peeking around the corner with a old-fashioned camera.

''I'm flattered you're getting use out of my gift so soon, heehee~''

Stuart's blush was probably bright enough to light up a dark room, not that it stopped Newcastle from giggling as she departed.

The rest of the day continuing on with more than a few playful jabs from the cruiser herself.

[END]

Chapter Text

It was a pleasantly cool day at the Naval Base for once.

The sun was out but not in force, the winds were swift and carried the cooling sea breeze, the clouds were nearly non-existent and left the sky a rich blue hue – it was a beautiful day. Perhaps because of that so many Ship-Girls at the base were outdoors enjoying the pleasantly warm day.

Leaving the office nice and quiet, for a change. His usual secretaries were out on an extended break, rendering the building almost still, said stillness disturbed only by the refreshing winds that slipped in through open windows and weaved down the corridors, keeping the temperature warm enough one wouldn't shiver, but cool enough that you wouldn't be sweating in minutes, either.

Which was good, considering the Admiral was stuck inside doing paperwork despite the pleasant weather.

''Hm...'' With a thoughtful hum he scribbled his signature across another form before sliding it into the 'out' tray – mindful to stick a paperweight on top lest it flutter away.

The silence reigned for only a few moments before he heard footsteps ascending the stairs outside his office, drawing his curious gaze to the door – and spoke when several quick knocks echoed off it. ''Come in.''

Obligingly the door swung inwards, allowing a familiar face to meander inside – the senior office of the base and his second-in-command, Hec. She was a beautiful woman, only a bit shorter than he himself and with long light-brown hair, some loose strands currently being tucked behind one ear. Wearing the same white dress shirt and pants as he did she stood out compared to the more casual Ship-Girls, and in the privacy of his mind he would admit the uniform fit her figure very, very nicely.

''I've brought the documents you asked for, Pete.'' Hec lightly remarked, using his first-name given no Ship-Girls were around. Not that there was anything wrong with them knowing it, but keeping up the airs of professionalism was still a thing.

Even if professionalism amongst his fleet was a bit... absent, at times. He certainly didn't mind it though.

Reaching out he accepted the small pile of documents with a quick thanks, laying them down on his desk and setting out reading through them – making idle conversation as he did so. ''How was your trip back from the Isles?''

''Not bad. Long journey though.'' Hec sighed, meandering over to the window behind his desk. ''How was the girls here while I was gone? Nobody got out of hand, did they?''

''Not really.'' He responded, pointedly not mentioning all the lewd activities that had gone on.

If Hec knew she pretended not to. ''What about Stuart? She still keeping up with her training? Her gunnery was needing some work last I saw her.''

''She's working on it.'' The Admiral eased her concerns. ''Vampire and Shropshire have been giving her some pointers. Ingraham worked on her turrets too; oiled them up a bit so they should turn better.''

''Good. Good.'' Hec nodded, turning his way. ''Any missions planned for the next week? Not looked at the docket yet.''

''Nothing major, just the usual escorts and patrols around the coasts...''

On and on they talked, tones relaxed and joined by the scribbling of pen across paper. While he was not as close with Hec as, say, Stuart, she was still a trusted confidant and the only non-Ship-Girl women on the base, often able to handle the Ship-Girls when he couldn't... which was probably why everything was so chaotic in her absence. The girls knew his weaknesses, to put it lightly.

They continued chatting even as he finished with his current stack of work – when Hec spoke up.

''Speaking of which, I need to grab something from my room.'' Hec relayed, arms crossed. ''I'll go there now.''

''I'll come with you.'' The Admiral immediately responded, rising to his feet. ''Been meaning to stretch my legs for the past hour anyway.''

Hec just hummed a light-hearted agreement, leading him out of the office while relaying all that had gone on during her trip.

X-x-X

It was a short trip across the base to the dormitory.

Like the command building it was nearly empty, only one or two Ship-Girls laying about and even they sat closer to the entrance, allowing them to catch the cool breeze that wafted into the building. Still chatting away Hec lead him up to the second floor down to the far end where her room was, conversation slowing only when she unlocked the door, her keys popped back into her pocket with a hum.

''Come in, come in.'' Hec idly remarked, meandering inside.

The Admiral obliged, following a step behind and shutting the door after himself, blocking the sunlight that had otherwise been pouring in. The sun didn't shine on this side of the building, leaving it in the shade and with a cool breeze entering through the open windows, the beige curtains fluttering lightly. Being an officer Hec's room was bigger than most, enough that she could have a bed, couch and TV, and kitchenette all in one with still enough space to walk about.

Hec meandered over to her closet and popped it open, revealing various white shirts on hangers and drawers of various other bits of clothing, prompting him to speak up. ''So what was it you needed?''

''Oh, just a change.'' Hec remarked, totally relaxed. ''Wanted to change my shirt. Just give me a minute.''

Before the Admiral could so much as speak Hec moved her hands to her chest, and started to unbutton her top. The brunette had her back to him but that didn't stop his imagination going; and after naught but a few moments he had her top unbuttoned. Rolling her shoulders Hec let it slide down her arms and fall to the floor, revealing the light blue straps of her bra as she reached out and took another shirt from the closet, taking her in time slipping one arm in and then slinging it on, buttoning it up one button at a time.

''There.'' With a smile Hec turned back towards him, idly lifting her hair back so it didn't get caught in the collar. ''Sorry to keep you waiting.''

''No no, it's fine.'' The Admiral remarked, voice lowering to a murmur. ''I enjoyed the show.''

''Heh, did you now~?'' Teasingly Hec leaned forwards, brow raised. ''Didn't think you looked at me that way Pete~''

''Hard not to.'' Not backing down the Admiral stepped forth, resting his hand on her elbow. ''You're a very beautiful woman Hec.''

''Charmer.'' With a wry smile she poked his cheek, glancing over his shoulder to the door. ''You know... I've heard a lot about your 'exploits' with your subordinates. Stuart especially.''

''Guilty as charged.'' He chuckled sheepishly.

Hec just hummed. Her hand slid down to his tie, tugging on it under the guise of adjusting it – using it as an excuse to lean in closer. ''Well, I wouldn't be opposed to getting in on the action either, Pete. It's hard for a woman like me to find time off you know, what with how much I've been ferried around for meetings and whatnot.''

''You sure?''

''Oh I'm sure.'' A tug brought their lips close. ''Now show me what you've got, Admiral~''

The slight purr to her tone was the final straw, and in an instant the Admiral darted forth and kissed her. Hec hummed in surprise and grasped onto the back of his head with one hand, her slender fingers weaving through his short hair before settling on the back of his neck. They drew apart from the kiss for a split-second before reconnecting, a soft groan escaping Hec as he held her back and pulled her close, her shoulders curling inwards and practically pressing herself up against his chest.

Keeping a firm hold on her the Admiral guided Hec the short few steps over to the couch, easing both of them down onto it. Hec didn't protest, instead snaking an arm around his neck and pulling him into a deeper, hungrier kiss; her free hand dropping down to his crotch and palming it. He shivered at her touch and broke off the kiss, their eyes locked for a solid second.

Then Hec glanced down at his pants. Not needing to be told he grabbed his belt and hurriedly undid it, shoving his pants partway down and allowing Hec to yank them down to his knees, her slender hand sneaking into his boxers without missing a beat and her fingers curling around his shaft. He was already semi-erect and she helped get the blood flowing; pumping it with smooth rolls of her wrist and shifting onto her side, her breath brushing against the tip.

Then a wet tongue lashed at the tip. The Admiral shuddered at the feeling and leaned back into the couch, holding Hec's nape and gently guiding her down – moaning when she licked the head again, her nimble tongue swirling around it. Combined with the slender hand still pumping his cock and it felt downright heavenly, his eyes shutting as he just savoured the sensation of Hec's tongue, feeling her lick over the tip or down around it, sometimes going even lower and kissing just under the head before going back to the tip.

''Mn... Hec...'' The Admiral breathed.

He felt her lips spread into a smirk, part – and the Admiral moaned as Hec took him into her mouth. Wet warmth swallowed the tip suddenly, forcing a moan from his throat; one that only grew in volume as Hec went deeper, taking half his cock between her soft pink lips and pursing around it, firmly sucking back up to the head. She bobbed back down a moment later, repeating the motion and gradually finding a rhythm, her tongue busying itself by lashing the tip between sucks.

It was only made more erotic from his perspective; able to see naught but Hec's head of light-brown hair, watching it bob up-and-down into his lap. He pursed his lips, stubbornly trying to keep his voice to himself, but within moments he failed and let out a low moan – and pushed her down. Hec grunted but didn't protest otherwise, letting him stuff more of his cock between her lips and jerking him off faster as payback, stimulating his rock-hard cock relentlessly.

''Ohh, you're good with your mouth...'' He murmured, grunting when she slurped strongly up his cock.

The officer jerked him off faster and moved her lips up to the tip, sucking on just that part as she got him off with swift, squelching strokes of her hand – before soon she popped her lips off the time with a wet exhale. ''Mm... thanks. How many other girls given you head this week?''

''Uh...'' It was hard to remember when she was currently jerked him off; her hand getting sticky and slick with her own spit. ''T-Three times. Vampire gave me one first-thing in the morning, me and S-Stuart did it in the office, she warmed me up a bit... and uh... I think it was either Ingraham or Shropshire who gave me one...''

Hec raised an elegant brow. ''You don't know?''

''I was blindfolded. The girls were doing a prank of sorts.'' The Admiral murmured back, shivering when she flicked her thumb over the tip. ''Ah, keep sucking, I'm getting close...''

Humming Hec obliged, kissing the head once before letting her lips slid down and under the tip, soon swallowing just over half of his cock – going back to giving him a wet blow-job. Shuddering the Admiral let out a moan and lifted his hips slightly, thrusting himself into her inviting mouth and earning a strong suck in return, her tongue tickling the underside before swirling around his meat, getting it nice and wet. Some of that saliva dribbled down to her fingers, acting like a crude lube as Hec kept stroking and blowing him, the stimulation proving too much for his cock to handle.

''Hah, Hec I'm about to cum...!'' The Admiral hurriedly gasped out, heat lancing up his cock. ''S-Swallow- mn!''

He barely got the last syllable out before he blew his load; unloading thick ropes of cum into Hec's mouth. The officer hummed in surprise and squeezed his cock, her lips pursing snugly around the tip and sucking whilst she roughly stroked him off, coaxing out even more cum from his shaft – spurts and splattering hitting her tongue or going down her throat as she dutifully swallowed it all as asked, her tongue even swirling around the tip and cleaning it up to a shine.

''Mm...'' Slowly her lips slid up his cock before popping off the tip, allowing her to gasp against it. ''Hah... I take it that means you liked it, eh?''

''Very.'' The Admiral breathed, shivering when she unhanded his dick.

Hec smiled coyly at that and said upright, wiping her chin dry with the back of her hand. The Admiral however wasn't content with just a blow-job, as amazing as it was – enticing him to lean down. Hec expected a kiss but was surprised when he pushed his face into her neck, letting out a surprised mewl when he pecked her on the neck; holding her sides and guiding her down onto the couch. Naturally he went down with her, their lips meeting in a sudden but not unwanted kiss, muffling Hec's aroused moan.

His hands swiftly went down to her chest, groping her breasts through her top before going for the buttons, pinching the button and slipping it through the hole, popping it out. Hec shivered but didn't protest, her lips smacking against his own as he undressed her, working his way down her front until soon her shirt went slack, allowing his nimble hands to slide over her flat stomach.

Naturally they went up to her chest, slipping around to her back and working on her bra. Hec groaned into the kiss and rolled her shoulders, helping get the straps off whilst he did the latch; their combined efforts soon letting him pull her light blue bra off and toss it to the side. The moment it was off he leaned back from the kiss, his gaze drawn to Hec's chest – admiring her plump, bare breasts. They were fuller than he expected, tipped with pink nipples and heaving gently with every breath.

''Heh, what's with that look? Never seen- mm~!''

A surprised moan escaped Hec as both his hands groped her chest; cupping them from below and squishing her tits between his lustful fingers – a kiss silencing her moan. He broke it off quickly and pecked his way down her collarbone, quick kisses tickling her skin all the way down to her chest. Her right nipple soon found itself caught between his lips and tugged, the nub soon springing back out and allowing him to lash it with his tongue, teasing a moan from Hec's lips.

Paying some attention to her other breast he licked that nipple too, the tip of his tongue tracing the perky nub before finally taking it into his mouth, sucking on it. At the same time his hands traced down her slim sides to her waist, unbuckling the officer's belt and unzipping her pants. The satisfying buzz tempted his lips away from her tits and down to her stomach; a string of quick kisses trailing down her taut stomach all the way to her pelvis.

''Mn...'' Hec shuddered as he tugged her dress pants down, revealing the light blue panties underneath.

The Admiral greedily tucked his fingers under the waistband, pulling her panties down to her thighs and revealing her womanhood, a few strands of light brown hair above her sex. Like a thirsty man in a desert the Admiral dove between her thighs, nudging them open and dragging his tongue up her slit – relishing the hot, surprised moan he coaxed out of the half-naked woman, her back arching with bliss as he teased her.

Far from satisfied yet he ran his hands along her thighs and spread her legs apart, one hanging off the side of the couch and the other resting up the back of it; allowing him to push his face into her crotch and eat her out, his tongue slipping between her lips and teasing her insides, earning a moan from Hec's throat, the sound deep and aroused.

''Ah... you're good at this...'' Breathily she ran a hand through his hair, grasping the back of his head and pushing him into her crotch. ''Put that tongue to work Pete...''

The Admiral did so gladly; digging his fingers into her soft thighs and keeping them spread whilst his tongue invaded her sex, licking and lapping hungrily. Hec pursed her lips but failed to contain her moan of want, her head tipping back as far as the couch would let her, her ample breasts emphasised further as she arched her back. Aroused by the sight the Admiral slipped his right hand down and rubbed her lips, teasing a shiver out of Hec, before without missing a beat he stuck two fingers inside her dripping heat.

Hec's waist lifted off the couch with a sharp moan, her walls clamping tightly around his digits. That tightness failed to stop him from pumping them in-and-out of her though, fingering more cute sounds out of the brunette woman whilst his tongue went to work on her clit – licking the little nub with slow but firm strokes. She clenched tighter around his digits, clasping a hand over her mouth to muffle her shaky moans

''Mm... o-ohh, I can see why... ahh... the girls like s-spending time with...'' Hec couldn't even finish; a moan bubbling up her throat.

The Admiral took the compliment in stride, pumping his digits into her faster and wiggling them about, feeling her slick heat clamp around his digits. His tongue nudged and prodded her clit about only to trace circles around the little bundle of nerves, riling her up and up – making the inevitable lick of her clit explosively pleasurable. He repeated the teasing strokes again and again, always delaying or dragging it out to wind her up, taking her by surprise when he finally gave her some measure of relief.

Until soon his own lust became too much to contain, and he pulled his fingers out of Hec's pussy, leaning back upright.

''Mn...?'' Hec shivered and gazed up at her, panting. She glanced down at his swollen cock next, connecting the dots in her mind. ''Ah... impatient, aren't you~''

The teasing tone made his cheeks warm up. ''Yeah. Can I put it in?''

Hec hummed an agreement, taking a moment to shift until she was more comfortable, her gaze on his dick as he rubbed the tip along her wet lips. ''Mm... it's not a safe day for me, so don't finish inside, alright?''

''Got it.'' The Admiral teasingly slid the tip between her entrance and up past her clit several times, her slick heat ever so tempting.

So tempting, in fact, that he soon aimed lower and pushed forth. It was like he stuck his dick in a furnace; slick, smothering heat enveloping his shaft and squeezing a moan out of the Admiral's throat, instinctively making him push his hips forwards more – sinking into her pussy. Planting one hand on the arm of the couch and the other on the cushion he sunk in deeper, having to rock his hips to pry her vaginal walls apart, intimately feeling her grip him tight.

Shuddering the Admiral took a moment to enjoy the feeling, his dick pulsing with pleasure – before with a grunt he reared his hips back and started to move. Beneath him Hec let out a soft moan of her own, her eyes on his as he rhythmically pistoned between her nether lips, filling her tight tunnel with his cock. Thanks to how aroused she was he could fit himself in her all the way, his groin nearly bumping up against hers each time he hilted inside her.

''Hah, ahh... wow, this...'' Hec bit her bottom lip. ''I wouldn't mind doing this more...''

''Same.'' The Admiral grunted, leaning down.

Hec smiled and cupped the back of his head, pulling him down the rest of the way and locking their lips together in a kiss; moaning into it when he bucked his hips harder, filling her wet tunnel. Their prior foreplay had deprived them of some stamina but the added sensitivity only made every thrust more intense, encouraging the Admiral to buck his hips harder, faster; more vigorously. Hec certainly enjoyed it, moans freely tickling his lips as they made out, the smacking of lips joined by the smacking of flesh.

Breaking off the kiss the Admiral slipped his left hand over to her bust; cupping her right tit and feeling it up, his thumb pressing down her plump tit until he found her nipple and flicked it. Hec shivered at the erotic feeling and only moaned for more, encouraging him to move his hips more roughly; sheathing himself inside her womanhood with every hurried thrust, barely having the sense to not pull out too far lest he slip out, the risk leaving him riled up for more.

''If we do this again...'' The Admiral breathed out between thrusts. ''How 'bout my office?''

''Too public.'' The brunette woman breathed back, biting her lip. ''I don't want to be caught.''

The thought of bending Hec over his desk, taking her from behind with ass-clapping thrusts, hearing her moan and gasp as he nibbled on her neck, turned him on more than he expected. As did the ensuing thoughts of where else he could take Hec. In the woods outside the base, pinning her to the grass and her pants tossed aside? In the tiny supply closet, his hands holding her up and their bodies smacking together with horny vigour, getting off as quickly as they could and hurrying to pull him out before he came? So many ideas came to mind, each more erotic than the last, only hastening the Admiral's thrusts.

''Our rooms then.'' The Admiral grunted, stealing a quick kiss. ''Hah, speaking of... I'm...''

''Me too.'' Hec murmured back tightly, bringing her index finger up and biting it, enduring his pounding thrusts. ''R-Remember to pull out...''

The Admiral jerked his head in a nod and hurriedly kept thrusting, feeling heat climb his shaft as her walls squeezed it, the risk of accidentally cumming inside her fuelling his lust even further. The clapping of flesh echoed through the room as he poured his all into it, his cock entering her relentlessly, pushing Hec to her limit-

-until soon, she climaxed. ''Pete!''

Tight flesh clamped around him, the sudden tightness coaxing heat straight up his dick – and with a gasp the Admiral pulled out. Not a second too soon as the first spurt of cum landed on her pussy, his hand swift to stroke himself off and shooting several ropes of cum up her pelvis and onto her stomach, earning a shaky whimper from Hec herself, spasms travelling through her body as she rode out her own orgasm, the sudden lack of cock giving her nothing to grip onto.

The Admiral shuddered at the sight, releasing his cock and staring at Hec's half-naked form, panting. His gaze ran down past her flushed face and over her heaving tits, lingering instead on her groin and stomach where several white streaks stretched up her front. Though he wasn't a stranger to sex he hadn't cum that hard in a while. Maybe because it was Hec and not one of his usual partners, or maybe because she was so much more coy about it, unlike the likes of Vampire or Stuart who were more direct about their wants.

Either way, it was exciting... and left him wanting more.

Hec took notice of that. ''Mm... still not soft, Pete?''

''Hard to be when I'm looking at you.'' The Admiral replied lowly, rubbing her thigh.

Hec shivered at his touch. ''Wanna do it sideways then? Kinda like it that way.''

The Admiral murmured an agreement and moved back a bit, giving Hec enough room to shuffle over to the edge of the couch. When there was room he laid down behind her, one hand grasping her left thigh and lifting her leg up – his hand swiftly leaving her leg and grasping his cock instead. Holding his cock loosely he poked and pushed it against her wet lips, shuddering as he nearly put the tip in before he stopped himself; just teasing them both at the moment.

The brunette woman mewled at that, enticing him to snake his right hand under her body and around to her right breast, idly cupping it and giving it a languid grope – earning a needy moan from his lover, all but begging for him to just stick it in and fuck her. Faced with such want he couldn't refuse her; lining himself up and guiding the tip in.

Before with a firm, rough thrust, he plunged himself into her.

''Mm!'' Hec moaned through pursed lips, shuddering. ''Ohh... yes, that's it...''

The Admiral shivered at her low tone and moaned into her ear in return, wasting no time in rearing his hips back and pushing himself forth – pumping himself in-and-out of her slick tunnel. Doing it on their sides felt different than on her back; her walls gripping his shaft in new ways and enticing him to alter the pace a bit too, switching between slow, smooth thrusts and faster jerks. More than once his dick nearly slipped out, not helped by how slippery she was, but the risk only made it more exciting.

Right up until his dick did slip out; her honey clinging to his cock as it escaped. Groaning deeply he grabbed his swollen cock and pushed it back in, his hand immediately returning to Hec's raised leg before he resumed pumping into her with renewed vigour, getting off on how Hec moaned. Still though he wanted more, enticing the Admiral to push his face into her nape and kiss her hair, brushing some of it aside with his nose and kissing her neck next, coaxing a mewl from the officer in front of him.

''Ah, Pete, just like that... ohh, just like that...'' Hec groaned out, her insides tightening up whenever he hilted in her at just the right angle – his cock hitting a sweet spot. ''Harder, god do it harder...''

The Admiral gladly obliged. Groaning against her nape he bucked his waist forth harder, sliding in easily and filling her completely. Laid behind her, one arm around her, made the act feel so much more intimate, their shared warmth contrasted by the cool wind that wafted in from the open window behind them... the risk of being overheard from it only then occurring to him.

Sheer lust though made him push the realisation from his mind – he wasn't about to pull out now just on the off-handed chance someone overheard. Thus with renewed passion the Admiral plunged himself into Hec, moaning as she squeezed him, her slick heat wetting his cock and nearly making him slip out twice more – more than once leaving just the tip in before his shaft slammed in a split-second later.

''Ah, almost...'' He grunted.

Hec barely heard him; moaning as he kept pounding her raw, his cock curving up and hitting her innermost parts with every hurried, feverish thrust. Pleasure swelled up his cock and the urge to blow became ever stronger, the risk of cumming inside the brunette woman exciting him with the danger – until a sudden spike of heat lanced up his cock and he reared his hips back, letting him slip out-

-but Hec assumed he just slipped out, and with a moan grabbed his dick and guided the tip back in, right as he thrust himself forth.

Causing him to climax almost instantaneously.

''Hec- gh!''

Hec cried out in surprise as she felt thick ropes of heat splatter deep inside her, the unexpected feeling pushing the brunette woman to her own peak. Her walls clamped tightly around his girth and squeezed out more of his seed, the accidental creampie feeling so much more intense than a regular one, the shock and alarm mixing with the unrelenting bliss as he blew inside her.

Until with a grunt he managed to pull out; shooting several short spurts onto her wet lips and inner-thigh. ''Crap, sorry...''

''Mn no, it's... ah... hah, it's alright...'' Hec breathed out; swallowing a shaky moan. ''Oh god that felt... wow...''

Catching his own breath the Admiral just groaned an agreement, holding onto Hec and coming down from his high.

''So... still up for hooking up later...?'' He had to ask.

A surprised laugh, breathless as it was, escaped Hec. ''You bet'cha, haha...''

The Admiral just smiled, leaning over her enough that their lips could meet in a kiss...

...all whilst both remained blissfully unaware of the group of Destroyers hiding under the windowsill outside, cheeks aflame and dirty thought pervading their minds.

[END]

Chapter Text

It had been a long day at work for the Admiral.

It wasn't even that it was hard, per say, just that he had to deal with a large influx of menial work. The docks and such needed inspecting, paperwork needed filed – really it was all the usual stuff expected of his position, but it seemed twice as numerous today and today alone.

It didn't help then that many of his subordinates, due to the upcoming Lunar New Year celebrations, decided to wear eastern-styled clothes from the Dragon Empery. Be in slim qipaos to other form-fitting clothes they walked around the port in them, showing them off with laughs abound... and catching his attention more than once when he realised that he could see their underwear more often than not, assuming they were wearing any at all.

As such, much of his day was spent pent-up, privately admiring his subordinates and trying to ignore the tightness in his pants.

Sighing the Admiral himself walked in through his dorm door, running his fingers through his hair as he walked inside. ''Stuart, I'm home.''

His voice rung out and when he didn't get an immediate answer he assumed she was out. Shrugging to himself he made his way over to the small kitchenette and poured himself a glass of water, the liquid slightly lukewarm as it went down but pleasant all the same after a long walk back from the office. Just as the rim left his lips though he heard the bathroom lock click and heard footsteps move towards the main area of the dorm, drawing his eyes.

And he very nearly dropped his glass as he laid eyes upon Stuart. The petite brunette blushed under his sudden intense gaze and laughed sheepishly, scratching the back of her head and unknowingly emphasising her small chest; the deep blue qipao she wore hugging her torso snugly and emphasising her delightfully slim figure, the material smooth and patterned with flowers near the hem. The fabric ended at her bust and twin straps looped up and over her shoulders, presenting him with a small but temptuous look at her cleavage whilst her thighs were sumptuously laid bare, only a pair of black spats underneath to preserve her modesty.

''H-Heh.'' Stuart flashed him a sheepish smile. ''How's it look? Vampire got it for me...''

''Wow, yeah, you look...'' He swallowed, ''...amazing. Irresistible if I'm being honest here.''

''Thanks.'' Stuart played with the hem and peeked up at him from the corner of her eyes. ''I-It's not too short, right? I thought it might be a little small on me but Vampire said it'd be fine...?''

He wanted to say that it looked just dandy on her. He wanted to compliment how beautiful she looked in that moment. But the words that came out of his mouth were much more honest, and much more... lustful.

''Why don't we take this to the bedroom so I can double-check?''

Stuart looked confused for all of a second before the dots connected in her mind, and a fiery blush coloured her cheeks a second later. ''C-Admiral! I just put it on!''

''I won't rip it.'' He immediately assured, approaching her with one hand groping his cock through his shorts. ''Please Stuart, I don't think I can hold back much longer after seeing you in that outfit.''

''You like it that much?'' The Destroyer blushed, looking torn between embarrassment and a little bit pleased.

''Indeed.'' He murmured as he finally reached her, his right hand cupping her cheek and a thumb caressing just under her eye. ''So can we?''

''...I suppose.'' She sighed, but a smile played at her lips. ''Just don't leave any marks, alright? I don't wanna get teased by Vampire again.''

The Admiral uttered a quick agreement, closed the distance – and then their lips were mashing together in a kiss. Stuart moaned into it, shy at first, but with every passing second she got more into it until she was threading her arms around him and pressing her body against his, tempting his hands down to her ass. Her cheeks fitted into his palms easily and he picked her up without much effort, waiting until they broke off the kiss.

Then the moment they did he ferried her straight through to the bedroom. The Destroyer blushed scarlet but offered no protests, her slender legs rubbing against his hips as she squirmed – until at last they reached his bedroom. Without missing a beat the Admiral dropped Stuart down onto the mattress, her lithe form bouncing upon it, but only a light squeak managed to escape her lips before he claimed them in a rough, passionate kiss, devouring her voice and running his hands up her thighs, tickling her legs before copping a feel of her nice, perky behind.

''Myn~'' Stuart squirmed against him with a moan, breaking off the kiss and breathing heavily. ''Admiral...''

The Admiral responded with a quick kiss to her nose before shuffling back; stopping only when he was at eye-level with her crotch. She wasn't wearing panties under her spats he quickly noticed, the material clinging to her nether lips enough he could see them through the fabric, making him wonder if she went without the panties intentionally to tease him. He banished such thoughts a split-second later and instead buried his face into her crotch, licking at the smooth material of her spats.

''Ah-?!'' Stuart let out a cute squeak. ''C-Admiral, they're still on! Take them off first at least!''

The Admiral stifled a chuckle and just kept licking, his tongue hot against the material as he teased her, pressing down with his slick appendage until he made her whimper for something more intense. Only then did he hook his fingers into her shorts and pull them down, exposing her puffy slit and eagerly pushing her legs apart, allowing him to bury his face between them once more and drag his tongue up her pretty pussy.

Stuart let out a strangled moan; one hand clamping over her mouth in vain to stifle the noise. The Admiral was unphased though, his tongue eagerly dragging itself up her slit several times before he mixed it up with quicker flicks, the tip of his tongue seeing a lot of action as it teased her clit. Stuart tried to hold back her moans, she really did, but as he kept teasing the little bundle of nerves and rubbed at her entrance with two fingers moans steadily started to spill out of her lips, only becoming louder as he inserted those same two fingers inside and started pumping them into her.

''A-Ah~ Don't t-tease- mn~!'' Stuart struggled to form even a single sentence, moans and hurried inhales interspersing every word.

The Admiral loved the sound. Tilting his head slightly he attended to her clit dutifully, giving the little nub a quick few sucks before going back to licking it, his fingers twisting about inside of her pussy or scissoring apart, pushing against her wet inner walls and making Stuart whine in the most erotic way possible. As erotic as it was, though, his own loins throbbed with need; a need that soon tempted him to pull back from her crotch and shift off of the bed, standing as he got his belt undone.

''Stuart.'' The Admiral breathed. ''Can you help me too?''

Without waiting for a response he got his belt undone and dropped it, his pants sliding down a second later alongside his boxers to reveal his swollen mast – twitching and hard as if begging for her attention. Stuart blushed a dark red at the sight and squirmed her way off of the bed, sliding down it like a wet noodle until she was kneeling in front of him, her heart-shaped face peering up at him.

''Fine...'' Stuart demurely murmured, curling her lithe fingers around the base. ''Just don't cum on my dress...''

Then without another word her lips encircled the tip of his cock, taking him into her mouth. The Admiral moaned at the utterly blissful sensation, sparks of pleasure dancing along his cock as those full lips glided down halfway before sucking back up to the head. Her grip became more firm too as she got a better hold of it, pumping up in tandem with her lips or sliding down with them too, leaving not an inch of his cock unattended to for even a moment – her wet, inviting mouth caressing and attending to his cock.

Her tongue wasn't idle either. Flicking and curling against the tip it soon swirled around it, lapping about in experienced circles and coaxing all manner of grunts and groans from the Admiral's throat, the sensation starting as ticklish and rapidly building into a numbing, moan-inducing pleasure. Pre-cum built at the tip but Stuart just lapped it up without a second thought, her eyes never leaving his own as she serviced his shaft.

''Mmph... mmn... slrp~'' Wet sounds started to slip out of Stuart as she bobbed her head into his crotch, her eyelashes fluttering when he laid his right hand upon her head, petting it.

''That's it.'' He managed to grit out, a moan soon following. ''Your mouth feels so good...''

The Destroyer didn't answer, simply blushing in silent embarrassment as she continued sucking his cock – wet, enthralling slurps caressing his length faster and faster as Stuart got more into it, her nose tickling his groin as she took him in quite deep indeed; the only thing stopping her from deep-throating him being the fingers curled around the base. He didn't mind though and just tipped his head back, panting and staring at the ceiling as he enjoyed the wet mouth that engulfed his dick.

Then he looked back down, unable to not look at Stuart as the cute Destroyer blew him. Doubly so when she reached up with both hands and tangled her fingers with his own, holding his hands as she sucked him off – the wet sounds only becoming more erotic as she swirled her tongue around his shaft, lathering it up with her spit and leaving him pulsating with tightly-restrained need, the urge to just bust his load so very tempting.

But not yet. He wanted to bust his load somewhere else.

''Mn...'' Gently nudging her back he coaxed Stuart off of his cock, a shiver travelling through him as it was exposed to the lukewarm air – his cock sticky and gleaming with her saliva. ''Lay down on the bed.''

''R-Right.'' With pink cheeks Stuart hopped back up onto it and laid down, demure as she opened her legs wide. ''This fine?''

''Yeah. Perfect.''

He uttered the words even as he looked down at her crotch. With how short her qipao was it was hiked up above her loins, exposing her glistening-wet petals to him as he got between her legs, kneeling over her and guiding his cock down to her lower lips. The head of his cock slowly pushed between them, not entering her just yet but simply teasing her a tiny bit, the receptive warmth of her pussy practically begging for him to put it in. And thus, he did.

''A-Ah~!''

She was wet. Hot. Oh so tight. A barrage of sensations assaulted the Admiral as he sunk his shaft into her, his moan joining her own as they rung throughout the bedroom – inch after inch of his shaft sliding into her depths. He felt her inner walls clench down on his cock but he kept going in, meeting only token resistance until he was buried nearly up to the hilt inside of her. He stayed where he was for a moment, just shifting slightly and grabbing her thighs.

Then he started to thrust in earnest. Pulling out to the tip, sliding back in to the base; the Admiral pumped Stuart's pussy with slow, firm thrusts, moaning in unashamed bliss as he filled the petite Destroyer with his cock. The slippery grip of her womanhood only coaxed him back in, like a tunnel that he was instinctually wired to fill, his hips thrusting forth with growing passion until he was outright pounding Stuart into the bed – their flesh smacking together and his cock-head kissing the gates of her womb.

''Ah~ Ah~! Mm~!'' Stuart's vocalisations were sweet and pitched, her head dipping down before she tossed it one side, a hotter moan leaving her lips, ''Hya~!''

The Admiral quickly cupped her cheek and made her look at him – right before he closed the distance and kissed her. Stuart moaned into his mouth and threw her arms around him, holding him down against her as he eagerly drove himself between her glistening petals, stuffing her pussy with a passion that he'd been holding back the whole day. Raw, wet claps of flesh echoed out as he sheathed himself inside her up to the hilt, her narrow pussy gripping him at just the right moments to grant him untold amounts of pleasure.

Thanks to the foreplay as well every thrust felt downright electric; jolts of bliss leaping across his cock as he buried it inside of Stuart, their lower parts connected for a split-second before he inevitably yanked his hips back, preluding the next thrust that sheathed him fully inside of her. Between quick kisses though his hands had their own share of fun; groping at her small, shapely breasts through her eastern-style dress, feeling her nipples get hard and teasing them through the material.

''Haah! Admiral~!'' Stuart cried out, her thighs pressing up against his hips. ''I-I'm close!''

The thought just made his cock ache all the more; the need to cum suddenly at the forefront of his mind. With a passionate groan he slammed himself inside of Stuart without reprieve, ploughing his lover into the sheets and feeling her loins tighten around him, squeezing him for dear life as she neared her apex – and with a squeal he fucked Stuart over the edge, her upper back arching away from the sheets as he orgasmed, smothering his cock with her wet, clingy walls.

Until he pulled out, gasped, and two quick strokes of his cock later he orgasmed. He held the front of her dress up to keep it out of the way, shooting thick blobs of white onto Stuart's groin and painting her small brown bush white with his seed; the tip of his dick soon pushing against her nether lips and cumming directly against them, the slippery sensation only coaxing more cum from him; hard, powerful throbs coursing up his shaft each time.

Eventually his orgasm came to a close, and with a groan he leaned back, panting. ''H-Haah... thanks for that...''

Stuart managed a breathless smile for him. ''I-It's fine... heh...''

The Admiral returned the smile, panting heavily as he was, but as he gazed at her glistening pussy lips sticky with his cum, it was impossible to calm down. Blood rushed south and his cock practically hardened instantly, something that Stuart herself couldn't help but notice – cheeks turning rosy as she stared at his stiff shaft. Wordlessly the Admiral sat down on the bed next to her and patted his thigh, earning a sheepish smile from the brunette before she crawled onto his lap, her back to him as she eased herself down.

Two fingers pointed his cock up, the tip nuzzled her wet folds – and as one they moaned as she sat down on his cock, taking him in deep. The Admiral wrapped his arms around her stomach in a heartbeat and pushed his face into her nape, moaning against her ear as Stuart started to ride him almost instantly; rising up until the tip nearly escaping her pussy before swiftly jamming herself back down, taking him practically up to the hilt inside of her.

''Ah, mn! Nn!'' Stuart let out a string of tight, needy moans, her ass smacking back against his crotch as she took him in deep. ''It's going in so deep...''

The Admiral smiled at that, pecking her on the cheek. Stuart returned the smile and tilted her head enough that their lips could connect in a hot over-the-shoulder kiss, both of them moaning into it as she continued riding him – switching to grinding herself back-and-forth on his cock just so they could keep the kiss going. The Admiral compensated for that by thrusting a little too, one hand supporting his weight behind him as he pumped up into her drooling heat, her pussy downright heavenly with how sensitive he was.

Breaking off the kiss with a moan he put his other hand behind himself too, continuing to thrust up into her – the fleshy smack of skin ringing out as he clapped her ass. With a trembling moan of her own Stuart went back to impaling herself onto his shaft, her womanhood accepting his full length with ease, though her tightness threatened to make him bust at any moment; the risk only providing more incentive for them to both go at it at full speed, not wasting any time taking it slow.

''Haah, Stuart...'' The Admiral groaned her name out; easing himself onto his back and letting Stuart do most of the moving.

The Destroyer offered no complaints, moans spilling from her lips as she continued to bounce on his cock, the rhythmic smack of flesh music to his ears. He held onto her hip with one hand whilst his other hiked up the back of her dress, giving him a nice view of her butt as it smacked down against his groin, his cock fitting nicely inside of her each time. The motions felt utterly blissful, his cock sliding into her wet tunnel and kissing her innermost pats every time without fail.

However his last orgasm coupled with the foreplay before it had sapped him of his stamina; rapidly bringing him to another high. With every passionate bounce he felt a rush of warmth creep up his cock, the urge to just bust his load becoming increasingly tempting as Stuart rode him with hot, stuttering moans spilling from her lips, the form-fitting qipao only enhancing her beauty in that instant.

''Crap, almost-!'' He grabbed her hips, preparing to yank her up and off-

-only for the bedroom door to open as Vampire waltzed in, grinning. ''Hello~''

Stuart cried out in shock, nearly falling had the Admiral not – reflexively – pulled her back down, and came. There was no stopping it; thick spurts of cum erupting from his shaft as he emptied his balls inside of Stuart's tight, gripping pussy, forcing a squeal out of his partner as he pushed her to her own climax, her tightening walls only helping squeeze out more of his semen; spurt after spurt of it pouring inside of her accepting womb.

The Admiral groaned shakily, his grip on Stuart stiff for several more seconds as he rode his orgasm out – before with a puff he relaxed, and Stuart flopped back against him with a groan. The motion in turn allowed his cock to slip out, springing from Stuart's glistening-wet pussy and still erect, if slightly softer than before, the head bowed towards Vampire as if in submission. The sight of which made Vampire titter with amusement, her footsteps light as she approached-

-and the Admiral gasped as slim, pink lips pursed just under the head of his cock, sliding greedily down to the very base and taking him in deep – the tip hitting the back of her throat and going down it partially. The vampiric Destroyer didn't give him any quarter though, and even as he coaxed Stuart off of him Vampire dutifully bobbed her head back-and-forth, sucking his cock from tip to base and happily deep-throating him repeatedly.

Finally getting Stuart off of him and leaving his petite companion to catch her breath, the Admiral sat up, groaning as he put one hand on her head and shoved her down his dick more. ''Mn, V-Vampire...''

Like her namesake Vampire merrily sucked his cock with the same enthusiasm a true vampire would blood. Her fangs were consciously kept out of the way and her lips were pursed snugly around his manhood, cleaning up the cum and fluids clinging to it and replacing it with her own spit, smearing it in with every wet slurp. Vampire had no problems with taking him down her throat, her nose brushing against his groin repeatedly and her lips curving up into a self-assured smirk, mirth gleaming in her ruby eyes as she held his stare, as if daring him to cum again down her gullet.

But he wasn't that close yet, and no matter how pleasurable her mouth was, he craved something a little more tight.

Something Vampire herself must've realised as she soon popped her lips off of his cock, giggling. ''Aw, what's the matter, Admiral? Ya got an awful lotta lust in yer eyes... perhaps you need my 'other' mouth to fix ye~''

Her crooning tone sent shivers through him, doubly so when she stood up, twisting slightly and shaking her rump at him – her small, perky behind that was just-barely hidden by her short black qipao. He hadn't even noticed it immediately when she walked in, too wrapped up in his previous orgasm, but now that he had a second to stare at her and admire her he couldn't deny how utterly fuckable Vampire looked in it.

And so with a lustful gleam in his eyes the Admiral grabbed her hips and yanked her close, mashing their mouths together in a kiss. Vampire moaned into it but he broke it off after just a single second, earning a confused look from his partner – before she yelped as he threw her down onto the bed next to him. She bounced lightly atop the mattress but to her credit recovered fast, getting her knees under herself and sticking her perky ass in the air, shaking her rear temptingly at him.

The sight was one he couldn't resist, and with a lust-filled groan the Admiral shifted, nudging her forwards enough that he could kneel behind her. He took his now-hard cock and slapped the head against her smooth butt a couple times, the light slap of flesh making her coo in anticipation – her voice rising in pitch as he pushed the head against her puffy, smooth pussy lips, no panties or anything to hide her loins from his needy cock.

No words were said. No teases were crooned. Only a single, solitary breath was drawn in as he guided the head in, sunk the tip into her-

-and then with a shout the Admiral buried his cock in up to the hilt. Vampire cried out in ecstasy, fingers curling and clutching onto the bed covers as she was so suddenly filled, her pussy clamping down on the cock that stuffed. The Admiral for his part let out a throaty moan as he grabbed her narrow hips, enjoying the tight pussy that clenched around him, so snug and small yet so very pleasurable too.

After giving her a few moments the Admiral started to move; pulling out a few inches before thrusting back in, his motions slow and tender but steadily ramping up, one thrust leading into the next and sliding him between her slippery inner walls. Vampire had clearly voyeured on them long before she walked into the room judging by how wet she was, to the point he idly wondered if she'd been fingering herself to the sounds of them going at it; but any such thoughts were purged from his mind as Vampire pushed her ass back against him, whining needily as she stuffed herself with his dick.

''Hah, Vampire...'' The Admiral puffed out, one hand shifting further up and holding onto her side, keeping her steady as he jammed himself inside of her – every thrust clapping her ass and making it jiggle lightly, ripples echoing across her tender flesh.

The Destroyer moaned happily at that, all too eager to accept a rough pounding. A pounding that the Admiral gladly gave her, grunts starting to spill from his lips as he put more force into his motions, slamming between her glistening folds and hitting her cervix with all the force of a battering ram, jerking her whole body forwards before she threw her ass back and impaled herself onto him, moaning whorishly as she pushed one cheek into the sheets, allowing her to look him in the eye.

After his romantic bout with Stuart, the change in tempo, the roughness, was a stark but welcome change – allowing him to pour all his pent-up lust into every thrust, knowing Vampire could not only take it, but enjoy it. Something proven as the Destroyer let out a squeal as he hit a sweet spot deep inside her, encouraging him to blindly aim for that one spot, every rough buck of his hips preluding another squealing moan as he hilted inside Vampire's clingy pussy.

''Nnyah~! Yer so rough~!'' Vampire cried out in delight, shoving herself back onto his dick like she couldn't get enough of it.

Her pussy clenched around him tighter, making it hard almost to pull out, and he was under no delusions that had they done this in a more conducive position Vampire would've wrapped her legs around him and held him tight, all but demanding he unload his seed deep within her womb. The thought propelled his hips, something almost like a second wind coursing through him as he clapped her ass repeatedly and vigorously, the sound echoing out across the room.

Until with an almighty squeal, Vampire orgasmed. ''HYAA~!''

Wet, smothering heat, oppressive tightness – and with an orgasmic moan the Admiral reached his peak and exploded inside of Vampire's tight pussy, sheathing himself up to the hilt inside of her. Her walls clenched and massaged his length, coaxing out spurt after spurt of his milky load as it painted her walls white and utterly drenched her insides – aided when she shoved a hand under herself and squeezed his balls, making sure she really did wring him dry,.

Then with a tug, he pulled out – his cock making a quiet pop sound as it left her impossibly tight grip. Seconds later a steady stream of white flowed from Vampire's thoroughly-fucked pussy, dribbling down her inner-thigh.

''Myn~ Sho good~'' Vampire moaned into the bed, uncaring that her words were partially muffled.

The Admiral breathlessly chuckled, looking between the two.

He made a mental note to ask them to wear these outfits another time. They looked simply divine in them.

[END]

Chapter Text

Visiting the Sakura Empire had always been on the Commander's bucket list, though he never really had the chance to due to work and other obligations.

Until now. At the invitation of some Sakura Empire companions he managed to secure himself a trip over to the mystical isle, bringing along with him some of his subordinates. They toured the grand island and visited all the usual touristy spots, indulged in some good food and most importantly, had a reservation at a cosy onsen-inn halfway up the mountain. Thanks to the time of year too it was particularly quiet aside from some old couples.

''Haah~''

The Commander breathed in a deep, cleansing breath and released it as he walked out of the male changing rooms, a smile on his face. The air was cool against his skin and the bright sun far overhead was dimmed by the thick canopy of nearby trees. The smooth stone floor of the onsen laid before him, continuing on until it dipped into a rectangular pool with the same smooth stone lining it on all sides, contrasting the dark wood that jutted up in thin fence posts, acting almost like open windows for him to admire the surrounding forest, bamboo mixing in with the forestry. Coupled with the flat roof overhead and the onsen was both shaded from sunlight yet also retained a cosy sort of feel; small and snug, if he was to put a word to it.

Meandering forth he eased himself down into the water with a sigh of content, the steamy water lapping up to his torso and easily working out the tension that had lingered in his muscles. He reclined back against the stone edge and just listened to the sound of running water, courtesy of a small water feature over to the right-hand side of the square pool, and as he did so he began to wonder where the others were.

He got his answer as he heard voices nearby – before the female changing room door cracked open. The boisterous chatter of Minsk became much more audible as did the upbeat quips of Stuart, contrasting the more elegant and reserved comments from Le Triomphant and the lilted ones from Vampire. The Commander turned slightly to look at them, soaking in their towel-clad forms – the thin white fabric barely wound around their bodies, hiding everything from bust to thighs.

''What took you girls so long?'' The Commander inquired lightly.

At that Le Triomphant blushed whilst Vampire and Minsk snickered, leaving a blushing Stuart to answer. ''Those two decided to get handsy with us. I ended up chasing Vampire around with a towel trying to whack her.''

''Hmph. T'was worth it.'' Vampire smirked unrepentantly, easing herself down into the water near him. ''Haahn~ The water here is just divine~''

Stuart followed her in, holding the top of her towel to her bust closely and unintentionally emphasising her small but defined chest. A tap to the back of his head made him glance up at Minsk... and his blood instantly rushed south as he got a look up her towel, admiring her creamy legs shaded by her towel and her puffy nether lips, a small grey bush topping her sex. Minsk must've known he got a good look because she smirked and poked his head with her foot again, nudging him to one side before joining him, squishing herself down into the corner on his right.

Le Triomphant gracefully took a seat next to him on his left, flashing him a kind smile as she did so and earning one in return from him. Thanks to the height he had on her though he could peer down her towel a bit, able to admire her small bust normally clad by her dress, and when he averted his eyes to the right he ended up getting a delightful eyeful of Minsk's bust, her boobs squished in slightly by her towel.

''Heh. Looks like the Commander sees something he likes~'' Minsk teasingly smirked up at him, devious.

Le Triomphant blushed a pretty pink hue and tugged her towel against her skin, hiding her small cleavage. ''C-Commander...''

A tittering laugh drew the Commander's gaze over to Vampire as the Destroyer spoke. ''Perhaps he'd like a show? There's far too few folk around to see, after all~''

The Commander swallowed, but his opinion on the matter was made acutely apparent as his towel bulged up in the crotch area. Minsk for her part giggled and stood up, the water sloshing down off of her form and soon joined by the petite form of Le Triomphant, her cheeks aflame. Vampire and Stuart both rose up from their seats and joined their two companions, forming a line in front of him.

And then at once, all of them dropped their towels.

It was a feast for the eyes. Stuart stood on the far left, cheeks rosy and a flustered sort of smile on her lips, her small tits like hills upon her chest and tipped with perky pink nipples. Her stomach was flat and her thighs smooth, though in truth his gaze was drawn more to her sex, her folds topped with a light brown trim. Next to her Vampire stood with a similar height but a more petite physique, one shamelessly bared as she stood with hands on hips, smug and letting him look at her slim, puffy folds and squishy thighs as much as he liked, her pale skin contrasting Stuart's fairer tone.

Le Triomphant stood with much more shyness, legs closer together but only serving to emphasise her pussy to him, the curve of her groin leading his gaze to it. Her small breasts were no less attractive though nor was her petite physique; every inch of skin a delightful sight. Minsk stood at the rightmost spot in the line, grinning cheekily and with one arm under her medium-sized breasts, pushing them up for his viewing pleasure and allowing him to gaze upon her sex too, her free hand rubbing her stomach temptingly.

With all four lined up and naked, letting him ogle them as much as he liked, it was impossible to just sit there and look.

Thus it shouldn't be a surprise that his hand was already on his cock, his towel floating to one side as he stood, stroking himself off. Stuart and Le Triomphant blushed at that but he didn't let that stop him; any embarrassment he felt overridden by sheer, unbridled lust; his cock erect in his palm as he pumped it from base to tip, looking at each of them in turn and burning their naked bodies into his mind. There was something particularly erotic about them just standing there letting him look that made him jerk off all the rougher.

For a long few moments he just beat his meat to the sight of their naked bodies, stroking his cock out at a slight angle, amplifying his pleasure to its plausible peak before slowly wading through the onsen to where Stuart stood. He came to a stop in front of her, their bodies close and his cock-head soon pushing against her pussy lips, rubbing between her folds and making Stuart whimper with arousal, her eyes becoming half-lidded as she peered up at him. His cock-head nuzzled her loins and brushed further up, tickling the neat little bush of brown hair before rubbing up to her groin before he dragged it back down again, excitement coursing through him as he jerked himself off against her pussy.

After a moment more he stepped to the right, moving onto Vampire. Though her pussy was smooth it was no less erotic to him, his cock-head rubbing along her slim, puffy folds, bumping his cock-head up against them and making Vampire open her legs a little wider, as if tempting him to pick her up and impale her on his cock, to feel her snug vice squeeze him. The thought fuelled his fiery lust and he raised his left hand, laying it over Vampire's near-flat chest and groping her right tit, firmly grasping it and making the vampiric girl lick her lips.

He resisted her yet, and moved onto Le Triomphant. The Iris Libre girl blushed under his lustful gaze but offered a small, demure smile in return, her breathing noticeably heavy as he pushed and rubbed his cock along her slit. The smoothness of her skin, the slight wetness of her folds; all of it just turned him on more and made him slap his cock-head up against her groin several times, smearing some pre-cum into her skin before he moved onto Minsk.

The busty Destroyer smirked up at him, holding both tits and bouncing them in her palms for his enjoyment, making him gulp – swallowing the urge to grope her and instead giving her the same treatment. She had a bit more hair down there, a neat bush of grey hair that felt ticklish as his cock-head ran along it, his dick going lower and rubbing against her pussy lips directly. Though he intended to be gentle about it his lust was evident as he did it more passionately, rubbing his cock-head along her wet slit faster and faster, his dick aching and throbbing, doubly so when he went back up over and along her bush.

The ticklish friction of her bush against his tip rapidly proved too much for him, pleasure aching up his cock as he beat his meat, her tits squished together within arm's reach and her blushing face bringing him that little bit closer to his peak – until with a sharp hiss the Commander came. His thighs weakened and his knees buckled but he remained standing, jacking himself off and spurting ropes of glistening white cum across her grey pubes and up onto her groin, earning a cute coo from Minsk herself. He aimed his cock down a bit and smeared his seed into her pussy too, nearly putting the tip in but resisting at the last moment. Not yet, he told himself. He'd enjoy her 'northern warmth' later.

''Haah... that felt great.'' The Commander breathed out, slapping his cock-head against her pussy a couple more times before stepping back. ''Vampire. Get on your knees.''

''Aye aye~'' Vampire crooned out and obeyed, lowering herself down to her knees – the water lapping up to her stomach.

The sight alone reignited the fire in his loins; his cock quickly getting hard again. Wading through the onsen water he came to a stop before the petite Destroyer, his dick casting a slight shadow over her face before he guided it down, her lips obediently parting – and a low groan forced itself out of his throat as he entered her mouth. Even with how warm the air was the sensation of her mouth around his cock was heavenly, so wet and warm that it just invited him to push in deeper.

And so deeper he went. Clutching onto Vampire's head he stepped closer to the Destroyer, nearly looming over her and forcing her to lean back on both arms, grunting around his cock as he forced it down her throat – and with a hiss of pleasure the Commander started to thrust. Vampire grabbed onto his hip with one hand and kept herself propped up with her other, her eyes watering slightly as she peered up at him, her nose squished against his groin as he pumped himself in-and-out of her hot wet orifice.

''U-Um... Commander...''

The demure voice of Le Triomphant drew his eye to the right – just in time to get a kiss from the gentle blonde. He reciprocated for as long as it lasted, gazing with lust at his naked wife and before taking the lead and kissing her back, his lips quickly detaching from her own and going to her cheek, then her neck and shoulder before curving down and around to her armpit, kissing and licking it, knowing it was her weak spot.

''A-Ahn...!'' Le Triomphant's thighs pushed together, a staggered whimper escaping her.

The Commander shivered at her dainty voice, kissing and licking her armpit a little more, the scent of her body wash still permeating her skin and tempting him to work his way around to her front, kissing and sucking her left nipple. At the same time he kept one hand on the back of Vampire's head and yanked her into his crotch, unashamedly shoving his cock down her throat and making her groan and choke; simultaneously straining to deep-throat him yet enjoying every second of it. Vampire liked it rough, after all.

Alas he didn't want to bust his load so soon, and so with a moan the Commander pulled his cock out of her mouth. Immediately Vampire gasped, her near-flat chest heaving with every gasping breath and her half-lidded eyes peering up at him, full of lust for more. He slapped his cock against her face once before stumbling back a step or two, giving himself the room to walk around and sit down on the edge of the onsen.

''Stuart, sit on my face.'' He then murmured. ''Minsk, do whatever you want.''

''Heh, sure thing~'' Minsk chirped, coming to knee before him and kissing his cock.

The Commander groaned at that, pleasure sparking along his length with each kiss planted upon it – until it spiked as she sucked on the tip strongly. Not content with just that Minsk cupped her medium-sized breasts and promptly smothered his cock between them, moaning around the tip of his cock as she slurped on it and swirled her tongue around it, teasing him relentlessly and nearly making him bust then and there.

That was until Stuart stumbled onto the edge of the onsen and sat on his face, cheeks aflame. Her pretty pussy laid just an inch above his mouth, enticing the Commander to grab her by the hips and pull her down the remaining distance, his tongue shoving up against her quivering pink flesh and dragging along it, forcing a squeal out of Stuart before she clasped a hand over her mouth; moaning into her palm. Aroused he did it again, his tongue lubed with spit as he dragged it up and along her pussy slowly, tasting her exquisite sex and ending with a teasing rub of her clit, his experienced tongue working the little nub easily.

''Mn- ahh~'' Stuart moaned shakily, clutching at his head with her free hand – slowly starting to rock her hips and hump his mouth.

In the background he was dimly aware of Vampire and Le Triomphant making out, their muffled moans indicating they were getting quite intimate with their hands too, but he pushed such thoughts from his mind and focused on eating Stuart out. Minsk wasn't idle either, her wet slurps on the tip making it hard to think, doubly so when he felt her soft boobs squish against the sides of his cock, smothering him in heaven.

And after such an erotic blowjob from Vampire, there was no chance he was going to last.

''Haah... mmn!'' The Commander dug his fingers into Stuart's thighs, tonguing her faster. ''Hah, mn... h-haah...!''

Try as he might though resistance was futile – and faster than he thought possible Minsk coaxed him to orgasm, molten heat shooting up his cock right before he busted his load in her hot mouth. The Destroyer grunted but didn't seem too surprised, sucking strongly on the tip and humming around it, continuing to push her breasts together and wring out as much cum from him as she could, ceasing only when his orgasm ended.

The Commander shuddered as her lips left his tip and tapped Stuart on the thigh, signalling for her to get off. With a demure moan the Destroyer complied, her thighs visibly quaking as she sat down on his right and allowed him to sit upright, gazing at the four beautiful girls around him, his dick still hard and throbbing for more. Something that enticed him to look over at Stuart, her feet in the water and her back on full display as she leaned forwards slightly, incidentally giving him a nice look at her butt as it squished against the edge of the onsen.

''Stuart, on my lap.'' He ordered with lust in his voice.

The brunette blushed but complied, taking his commands in stride. Shuffling over she lifted herself up and eased herself onto his lap, back facing him and nearly tempting him to kiss her nape, but he resisted for now. Instead he wrapped both arms around her and lifted her up a little, prompting Stuart to reach down and grab his swollen cock, the tip brushing over her drooling folds-

-and as one they moaned as she impaled herself down onto him, inch after inch of his pulsating member entering her tight, welcoming pussy. Just being inside of her was heaven but when being watched by three of his other wives it took on a whole new dimension of lewd; his dick pulsating with want as he kissed Stuart on the neck, whispering a little command into her ear.

A command that Stuart complied with, moaning embarrassedly as she started to ride him, lifting herself up to the tip and then down to the base, his entire length fitting inside of her drooling pussy without issue. The feeling of her peachy butt smacking against his groin and seeing her back muscles draw taut was arousing in its own right, almost as much as feeling her loins clamp down on his dick, the contrast between her molten-hot insides and the steamy onsen hard to describe.

''Ah, nn~'' Stuart moaned in a low, whining tone, her bounces gaining more rhythm to them as she got used to it.

Which was exactly when Vampire chose to join in, smirks abound as she got between their legs – and Stuart squealed as Vampire's tongue dragged itself over her clit. The sensation proved to be just the start though as Vampire ate her fellow Destroyer out, tongue working its magic on her clit, the constant flicks and strokes always just-varied enough to keep taking Stuart off-guard, her mind melting under the combined pleasures assaulting her.

The Commander himself wasn't spared either – a deep moan escaping him as Vampire went down, licking the base of his cock when it wasn't in Stuart or kissing it too, the dainty sensations contrasting the loving grip of Stuart's pussy, her snug fit making it all the more intense for him. Doubly so when Vampire went lower and took one of his balls into her mouth, sucking on his sac – forcing his thrusts to be shorter but faster.

''Hah, Vampire...!'' The Commander hissed out, jamming his cock up into Stuart's snug pussy.

The Destroyer herself moaned shakily and jammed herself back down, their rhythm breaking down as they chased after their rapidly-approaching highs; his cock rubbing up against her clenching walls and granting them both pleasures unrivalled. The way she tightened around his cock, squeezing him tighter and tighter, quickly brought him to his limit.

Then Vampire squeezed his balls, and suddenly holding back wasn't an option anymore. ''Stua- hn!''

Stuart let out an orgasmic squeal as he busted inside of her; thick jets of spunk pouring up into her snug pussy and pushing her to her own climax, her tightness helping squeeze out every last spurt of cum he could give. Any excess that leaked out was hurriedly lapped up by Vampire herself; tongue in constant motion and lapping up their mixed fluids eagerly.

''Hnf... ahh...'' The Commander exhaled as he relaxed back on one arm, groaning. ''That feel good, Stuart...?''

Out-of-breath as she was the brunette could only moan an agreement, slowly lifting herself off of his dick and stumbling slightly to the side, taking a seat on his left. The Commander let his eyes linger on her for a moment before turning his gaze onto the culprit of his early climax – Vampire. A culprit who continued to smirk unrepentantly up at him, daring him to fuck the smug out of her.

A dare he accepted.

Rising to his feet he grabbed Vampire by her slim waist, hauling her up out of the water and pulling her again him. Without missing a beat Vampire wrapped her lithe legs around his hips and grasped onto his shoulders, a cute hum escaping her as their lips connected in a deep kiss. His hands quickly slipped down to her perky ass and he gave it a firm grope, lifting her up while she dropped her hand down, curling her slim fingers around his cock and guiding it to her entrance.

And then without further fanfare he lowered her down. Her slick lips parted for him easily as did her loins, a mutual moan escaping the duo as his shaft slid into her hot wet grip – inch after inch of himself fitting inside of her tight pussy. Just sticking it in was intense, his knees buckling under the weight of his pleasure and prompting him to thrust his hips up; groaning with lust as he started to bounce her on his dick.

''Ahh, yer reachin' so bloody deep- ah!'' A cute yelp interrupted Vampire's saccharine words – preluding the many more that started to spill forth as he kept bouncing her on his dick.

Grunting the Commander adjusted his hold on Vampire's pert ass, his fingers digging into her supple flesh as he rammed himself up into her, lowering her down at the same time and stuffing his cock nice and deep. The tip of his cock banged up against her innermost parts with force but Vampire merely threw her head back with a cry of pleasure, her thighs pressing against his hips intently and just encouraging him to keep going; to carry her around and fuck her at his leisure.

From the corner of his eye he could see the others watching with rapt attention. Minsk was sat on the edge fingering herself unashamedly, panting and cheeks red, whilst Le Triomphant was biting her bottom lip and tending to her slit much more demurely. Stuart was the only one of the three not outright getting off, if only because she was still exhausted after their previous bout.

Any such thoughts of his other wives fled his mind though as Vampire yanked him into another kiss; their lips mashing together hungrily and coaxing a groan up his throat, one that deepened as her slick inner walls clamped down on him. No matter how many times he jammed his dick into her tight hole he could never get enough of it; primal lust surging through his lower half as he kept slamming into her, the raw slaps of flesh flooding the air along with Vampire's high-pitched squeals and cries.

''Hyah~! Ye beast~!'' Vampire cried as she broke off the kiss, leaning far back with arms hanging by her sides – the risk of falling only turning her on.

The view he got of her flat chest and down her bare front turned him on too; a lustful growl escaping the Commander as he pounded Vampire senseless, his cock throbbing against the slick walls strangling it. When he pulled out her insides clung to him and practically sucked him back inside, driving him wild with lust and making him go balls-deep in her repeatedly, their flesh loudly smacking together in a constant, echoing staccato.

His thrusts hastened as his dick swelled; pressure climbing up it as he drove his meaty shaft into her depths, kissing her innermost parts again and again, the fiery need spiking in tandem with Vampire's squeals – before with a sharp grunt he slammed inside her and came, busting a thick load in her. Instantly Vampire squealed, her legs locking around his waist and her eyes very nearly rolling back, her loins tightening around him and milking his dick for every last shot of cum she could wring out of him, his shaft pulsating against her wet grip until all of his seed was spurted inside of her sticky, slick insides.

The Commander stayed where he was for just a few more moments, grunting and hissing as he felt her loins milk him dry – before with a tight sigh he lifted her up and off of his cock. Immediately a deluge of sticky white fluid drooled from her bare slit, enticing the Commander to set Vampire down on the edge of the onsen next to Stuart, his dick twitching at the sight of his naked lovers.

It was that same arousal that coaxed his gaze over to the right just as Le Triomphant spoke up. ''C-Commander...''

The blonde stood just a few steps away, cheeks red as she bent herself over the edge of the onsen, her slim, toned back emphasised by her posture and her small but perky ass pushed out, her slender curves and long legs on full display. The arousing sight was all he needed to see before he waded through the shin-high water and got behind Le Triomphant, dragging his cock along her left ass cheek as he went; letting the tip come to a stop over her entrance.

No words were said, no teases were shared – his right hand grabbing her hip whilst his left hand aimed his cock in, and then he slid into her drooling pussy. Her snug hole welcomed him gladly, her glistening petals parting further and her quivering pink flesh smothering his dick – the tightness only becoming more intense as inch after inch of his dick speared into her, burying himself deep in her until he was balls-deep, moaning in contentment as he felt her hot pussy embrace him.

''A-Ahn...'' Le Triomphant mewled out, bowing her head.

''You alright?'' He ran a hand over her lower back, tracing her spine.

The Destroyer shuddered at that. ''Yes, forgive me... taking you inside me is just a bit intense, as always...''

The Commander hummed at that and laid his other hand over her hip, gripping it firmly as he slowly started to move, pumping in-and-out of her velvety tunnel. Her pussy was slick and sticky as he pistoned into her, practically sucking him back inside and encouraging him to gradually hasten his pace – slow, patient thrusts evolving into something faster and more rhythmic until his groin was smacking up against Le Triomphant's ass, the fleshy impact ringing out.

After multiple orgasms though just thrusting into Le Triomphant's tight pussy felt downright heavenly; his knees quaking under him and a groan forced from his lips as he felt her sopping insides press down on his dick, her grip so very snug that the only rational response was to jam his cock back into her – fucking a cry of bliss out of the petite blonde, her back arching erotically and tempting his right hand to roam over it, sliding past her shoulder-blades and coming to grip her right shoulder, using it like a handhold as he ruthlessly ploughed her pussy.

''Hn- ah! Ah! C-Commander~!'' Le Triomphant cried out.

In response he tugged on her shoulder more, tilting her partway to face him – allowing their lips to mash together in a kiss. It was slightly awkward due to the position but they made it work, her smaller, slimmer pink lips pressing against his own as he stuffed her velvety tunnel to the brim, the tip of his dick kissing her cervix with every hurried thrust. Soon Le Triomphant couldn't stand being submissive any longer and pushed herself back onto his dick, moans spilling forth from her lips as she took the pounding happily.

Moaning to his left drew his eyes over and a shiver spiked up his spine as he witnessed Vampire sprawled back on the wet edge of the onsen, legs draped over into the water whilst both hands were holding Stuart by the hips – the brunette straddling Vampire's face as the pale-haired Destroyer ate her out, the array of moans that escaped Stuart downright hypnotic. Whimpers from his right tempted his gaze over there too, watching Minsk shamelessly shove three fingers into her pussy with desperation, her lips parting then pursing, her thighs lifting up and her shoulders curling inwards – before with a hurriedly-stifled cry she fingered herself to orgasm, humping her hand with a desperation born from quicksilver ecstasy.

''Ha- nn!'' Tightness around his cock drew his gaze back down onto Le Triomphant, gazing at his lover's beautiful back. ''Triomphant, almost...!''

Le Triomphant gasped out something that might've been a reply had she the air, preluding the throaty whine that tumbled forth as she jammed herself back onto him, getting as much friction from their union as possible. Every second threatened to be his last, his cock throbbing, pulsating within her tight hole, his balls tightening and grip on her petite body unyielding-

-and then just as Le Triomphant peaked, crying out, he pulled out. His right hand grabbed his cock in an instant and he jerked himself off, moaning sharply as he busted his load right up Le Triomphant's sexy back – thick white ropes splattering up her spine and teasing her shoulder-blades, one particularly long rope hitting her nape. The following spurts were shorter, hitting her lower back and ass until only a handful of short spurts poured over her perky cheeks, finished only when he stuck his dick back in and sheathed himself in all the way, moaning as he managed to spurt a little extra cum into her.

''Ahh, fu- mn...'' The Commander rocked his hips, pumping between her glistening petals slowly. ''Cumming on your back is as hot as ever...''

Le Triomphant just moaned back, her whole body shaking as the aftershocks of her orgasm shook her to her core. With a slight smile the Commander finally pulled his dick out and took a step back, granting Le Triomphant the room to sit back against the edge of the pool, panting heavily. His attention though soon slid over to the panting, sprawled form of Minsk, laid on her back and with legs open, one arm draped over her eyes – blinding her to his presence.

Smirking cheekily to himself the Commander quietly waded through the water until he was in front of her, shamelessly eyeing Minsk up – his gaze roaming over her plumpish breasts and flat tummy, tracing the curve of her groin down to her bush and slit. The sight of her pussy so defenceless was too tempting and he got between her open legs, and only when his cock slapped against her groin did Minsk squeak and move her arm out of the way.

Just in time to see him push his tip down between her petals, and claim her too.

''Ah- nn- hah~!'' Minsk threw her head back with a gasp of pleasure. ''H-Hey, a lil warning~!''

''Sorry.'' The Commander smiled down at her, unrepentant.

Minsk pouted up at him – the expression lasting all of a second before he bucked his hips and went balls-deep in her, fucking a yelp out of his lover. It merely preluded the moans that followed though as he started pumping into her hard and fast, sinking into her dripping-wet pussy up to the hilt before pulling out to the head, his hips in constant motion and stirring up her sensitive womanhood; her prior fingering session also making it nice and slippery for him too.

Grunting the Commander grabbed Minsk by the hips, lifting her lower body up a bit and thrusting in harder, the sound of their flesh smacking together echoing through the air around them – joined by the lustful moans of his other three wives as they went at each other with fingers and tongues. He resisted the urge to look over and Minsk aided with that, cupping his cheeks and pulling him down into a deep kiss, her tongue quickly invading his mouth and wrestling with his own.

The Commander groaned into her mouth and lowered her body back down, his thrusts halting momentarily as he laid his body atop her own – and with a groan of effort he picked up speed once more, slamming himself into her drooling vice. Minsk cried out at the sensation and wrapped her legs around his hips, feet locking behind his ass and preventing him from pulling out; incidentally forcing his thrusts to become shorter but faster.

''Hah, hnf, guh...!'' The Commander puffed out between quick, increasingly-messy kisses – his right hand soon grabbing a greedy handful of her right breast, squishing it between his fingers.

Minsk moaned throatily at his touch and rocked her own hips as best she could given her position, fuelling the needy heat in his cock. The hot caresses of her insides send jolts of bliss up his cock and through his groin, his breathing becoming increasingly hard and his focus narrow; reclaiming Minsk's lips in another hurried kiss as he ploughed her tight hole, feeling her nails run over his back and pull his body down against her own.

''M-Mm! Yeah! Yeah, c'mon~!'' Minsk cried out, throwing her head to one side. ''Nn- hyah~!''

Molten warmth built up within his cock; a simmering need that threatened to blow at any second, coaxed out further by the slippery tunnel smothering his shaft. His breath caught in his throat and his nose was full of her scent as he squished her into the deck, his groin tense – and then he passed the point of no return as heat shot up his dick.

And then with a sharp, guttural groan the Commander climaxed inside Minsk – a single hard thrust burying him in deep before he exploded within her, rope after rope of cum splattering across her walls or pouring into her womb. The infusion of warmth pushed Minsk over the edge into her own orgasm, an ear-piercing squeal escaping the Destroyer as he made her cum, her legs spasming against his thighs and her back lifting up from the deck in her moment of bliss, utter ecstasy written upon her face.

''Mm- ohh~'' Minsk moaned out, shuddering as she laid back against the deck, panting. ''So hot...''

The Commander shared the sentiment, tugging his dick out and nudging her legs apart, allowing him to stumble several feet to the right and take a seat himself.

Alas, his break would only be a brief one before Vampire returned, intent on getting a second helping of his seed – tempting Minsk to do the same too.

It was to be a long day, indeed.

X-x-X

The Commander returned to the world of the waking slowly.

His awareness was dim at first, only peripherally aware of the sunlight streaming in through his room windows and coherent of the distant chatter outside from other visitors, but even then sleep held a firm hold on him and threatened to make him doze off right away. The only thing that stopped that was the odd warmth in his lower half, so humid and sweaty that it made him shift about as best he could, the quilt weighing him down.

Until he felt a slow, methodical suck up his dick and groaned reflexively. With eyes half-lidded he hefted up the edge of the quilt – only to discover Vampire laid under the sheets, eyes shining with mirth as she sucked her way up his cock once more. His dick twitched as if in response and with a groan the Commander sat up.

Or tried to, as Minsk suddenly put her hands on his shoulders from behind and pushed him back down. ''Nuh-uh, you lay down Commander. I want payback for yesterday~''

What kind of 'payback' she intended was made intimately clear as she straddled his face, naked aside from her crumpled grey crop-top – and with a groan of lust the Commander pulled Minsk down by the hips, eliciting a hot moan from the Destroyer as he started eating her out first thing in the morning. Vampire, if anything just took that as incentive to blow him more – but was taken aback when she felt a tongue slip along her bare slit, courtesy of a blushing but aroused Stuart under the sheets.

And as the four of them went at it, tongues and lips abound, Le Triomphant – located just two beds away from the Commander's own – groaned and turned onto her side, red-faced as she screwed her eyes shut.

''P-Perverts...''

She would end up joining in nonetheless, five minutes later.

[END]