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''Haah...''
Summer had began to wane over the Naval Base, bringing with it the slow rise of autumn; the air cooling and the leaves of many trees browning, some gaining various shades of red and gold and enticing many to collect them, some of the Destroyers even hosting competitions on who can get the prettiest. With Amagi as the judge, naturally.
Locked away from the pleasant afternoon however was the Commander; sat behind his desk and filing through miserable document after the next, a fact he pointed out every half an hour with a petulant whine and complaint about HQ giving him too much work. Compared to his peers in the navy however he was on the younger side, barely out of his teenage years where most other Commanders were in their thirties or older.
Perhaps because of that he got away with a lot more with his subordinates than someone older than him would get. In addition many of his subordinates liked to dote on him or tease him, some of their more flirtatious girls like Prinz Eugen taking great pleasure in winding him up. And no matter how many times he fell for it the Commander couldn't resist taking the bait, especially when some of the more busty girls 'accidentally' leaned too far forward.
Though unfortunately few of his subordinates were keen to come to his aid when it came to work. Unsurprising, given he'd do the same in their shoes. Paperwork was a bane that transcended nations.
Mercifully some were still eager to help him in his time of need. ''Cheer up Commander; we're nearly through the day.''
The Commander flushed lightly at the sweet voice, leaning back in his chair and gazing over at the source – Leander. The gentle cruiser had been a loyal companion of his since he first arrived at the base, and was a never-ending fountain of encouragement, always giving him the needed motivation to keep pushing forth. It didn't hurt that Leander was one of the prettier girls in his opinion, her smile alone enough to make him blush.
''I know...'' The Commander scratched his head. ''It's just so boring, y'know? Where's Yuudachi or Mutsuki when you need them...''
Leander just giggled, fully aware the aforementioned two Destroyers had a bad habit of hauling him out of the office to play or feed them. ''How about this then; if you finish that pile on your desk, we can take a break together for a few minutes.''
The prospect of a break was more than enough of an argument, and with renewed vigour the young man whipped his way through his work – earning a smile out of Leander as she went about her own duties as his secretary, helping file the work into the right places or putting it into envelopes to be sent to HQ. One by one he read through and signed his work, going as fast as he reasonably could.
The scribbling of pen and shifting of paper permeated the office, and in record time he got through the stack of papers he was currently working through. There was still others but he pretended not to notice them at the moment, instead plopping his pen down and flashing Leander a bright grin. Leander herself paused in her filing and shot him an exasperated smile in return, gesturing for him to come over.
''I suppose a deal's a deal.'' Leander said warmly, meandering over towards the one couch in the room – located next to the window, letting warm sunlight spill over it. ''Come on.''
Eagerly the Commander obliged, escaping from behind his desk and plopping himself down onto the couch – expelling a relieved breath as he just relaxed back into the soft cushions. Leander joined him a second later, humming as the warm afternoon sunlight spilled over her creamy flesh. Without the scribbling of pen-on-paper the room was pleasantly quiet, only the distant voices outside to be heard alongside their own breathing.
Until Leander posed a gentle question. ''Since you've been so good, would you like a lap pillow, Commander?''
The Commander readily agreed, earning a pretty giggle from Leander before she shifted slightly along the couch, patting her thighs. Shifting onto his side he laid down along the length of the couch, releasing a contented sigh as he rested his head upon Leander's soft thighs – her legs warm against his cheek. Only a few moments later did Leander lay a hand on his head, cooing soothingly as she began threading her slim fingers through his hair.
He lost himself in the sensation – the combination of her slow petting, the warm afternoon sunlight, the golden-amber hue that coloured the office, all of it contributed to his sleepiness and helped lull him further into a pleasant daze. Even in his daze however he couldn't help but nuzzle Leander's thighs, shifting his head slightly and rubbing his cheek against her soft flesh. Better than any pillows, in his opinion.
And as he shifted around so he was facing Leander, he noted he got a good view too. Namely thanks to the fact Leander's skirt was lifted enough he could see her underwear.
''Pink, huh...''
''Pink?'' Leander asked in confusion – before she went pink in the cheeks, pushing down her skirt. ''C-Commander... you pervert...''
''Sorry.'' He said lightly... rolling over onto his back.
That didn't help matters though, as now he got a generous view of Leander's chest. While she was far from the bustiest person on the base she was still fairly well-endowed, and from below he could appreciate that fact – barely able to make out the pink bra beneath her white shirt. Leander was onto him however and clearly knew where he was looking, pouting down at him and flicking his forehead.
''Commander.''
''Sorry.'' He chuckled sheepishly. ''Should I roll back onto my side?''
''I'd rather not have you look up my skirt again, you perv~'' Leander teased him gently.
The comment reminded him of the underwear beneath her skirt, the thought igniting a spark of arousal within him. Deciding to test her the Commander rolled back onto his side – and then boldly lifted her skirt up, flashing him her panties.
Predictably Leander squeaked in shock, blushing. She gave him a light swat on his head and pushed her skirt back down, pouting at him. ''C-Commander!''
The Commander just snickered lightly, easing himself onto his back once more – shutting his eyes and relaxing against her squishy thighs, the image of her panties in his mind. His faux-serene expression betrayed the lewd thoughts circling around in his mind, one enhanced by the soft thighs against his head.
Perhaps because of that his pants grew tight, arousal getting him hard. Leander was quick to notice it as well, her cheeks remaining rosy as she looked between his serene visage and his bulging pants, the tight nature of his uniform white pants making it impossible to hide the bulge. Remembering how stressed he was from work, and his playful skirt flip... and Leander came to a decision.
''Mn?'' The Commander grunted in surprise as he felt a lithe hand grab his crotch. ''L-Leander?''
The cruiser didn't meet his eyes, cheeks aflame. ''...you've been working very hard recently, so I'll give you a reward for being so good, Commander...''
The implication was an obvious one, and the Commander had absolutely zero protests about it happening. Seeing that Leander demurely grasped the zipper of his pants and tugged it down, the disjointed buzz of the zipper falling sending a slow, aroused shiver up his spine. She weaselled her fingers inside and fished around, her lithe digits poking at his clothed cock until she unbuttoned his boxers, allowing her to slide her fingers around his swelling cock and pull it out into the open.
Leander's cheeks burned darker as she looked at his cock, almost entranced as she held it in her palm. Then with an embarrassed expression the cruiser began to give him a hand-job, sliding her hand up to the tip and then back down as far as she could, his pants stopping her from getting all the way to the base. The Commander fixed that quickly, his breathing growing quick with arousal as he unbuttoned his pants and shoved them down alongside his boxers, leaving his cock fully bare and allowing her to touch him more.
''...you best not tell anyone of this.'' Leander told him softly, stroking his cock. ''This is our secret, okay?''
''Definitely.'' The Commander groaned turning his head towards her – unashamedly looking up her skirt.
Leander's blushed, but this time didn't bother pulling her skirt down; letting him look at her underwear. Instead the cruiser focused on his cock, feeling him grow bigger and harder in her hand until he was fully erect, enticing Leander to gently rub the tip with her thumb. She rolled it around slightly with said thumb, teasing him gently as she continued bobbing her wrist, spicing it up by squeezing his cock when he least expected it – the brief tightness making him gasp.
The sound made Leander squirm cutely, embarrassed yet not ceasing her erotic hand-job. Unconsciously she leaned forwards slightly as she did so, causing her breasts to nearly touch his face thanks to their plump size – splitting his attention between her ample chest and pleasurable hand, his cock twitching against her warm palm and slim fingers, her thumb reminding him of its presence by rubbing the tip.
''Mn... Leander...'' The Commander murmured, reaching up and grabbing her breast. ''Can I see them?''
''...you're really greedy, Commander.'' Leander whispered back, embarrassed. ''But... I suppose it's okay.''
Her hand left his cock briefly, but any displeasure the Commander felt was readily shelved aside as the cruiser reached up to her chest, unbuttoning her shirt. She did it quickly, one button sliding through the hole of another with a haste born from embarrassment, soon popping her shirt open to reveal her soft-looking breasts held within a pink bra. Then after a second of demure hesitation Leander grasped her bra and lifted it up over her bust, holding her left tit as she looked down at him.
''H-Here...'' She mumbled, grabbing his cock with her other hand and continuing to stroke him off.
The position was an embarrassing one... but one that the Commander found himself getting off to, a groan escaping him as Leander cupped the back of his head and lifted it up, allowing him to take her nipple into his mouth – sucking on it like he was a baby. Leander pursed her lips and mewled softly, gazing down at him in embarrassment as his lips remained flush against her breast. As if in reward for it she picked up the pace with her hand, jerking him off.
A soft, infinitely-arousing moan slipped past Leander's pink lips as he lashed at her nipple with his tongue. Emboldened by the erotic sound he wrapped an arm around Leander's waist, sucking away at her tit and grabbing her other breast with his free hand, marvelling at how soft and doughy it felt in his hand. While he'd gotten a few lucky chances to grope a woman beforehand – largely thanks to the aforementioned teasing ladies – he hadn't ever expected to be able to grope Leander of all girls.
''Ah, hah...'' The Commander pulled his lips off of her tit long enough to breathe before going back to sucking. ''Mmph...''
Leander moved her hand faster, beating his meat with a fleshy smack – her hand going from the tip to base each time. Her thumb kept rubbing the tip and grew sticky with pre-cum, the pulsating throbs of his cock growing more potent as he restrained the bubbling bliss that climbed his shaft, a distinct heat gathering near the tip. The prospect of blowing his load became more and more inviting and his stamina thinner and thinner, his breathing rapid and harsh.
Until he popped his lips off of Leander's breast, and threw his head back. ''M-Mn!''
Leander slid her hand down just as he came, causing thick, sticky ropes of cum to erupt from his cock like a lewd volcano, splattering all over Leander's hand. The cruiser gasped in surprise, cheeks aflame as some of his cum got on the couch; most of it spurting up and landing back down on his pelvis or on her hand. When she slid her hand up nearer the tip the rest of his load got between her fingers and dribbled down her palm, the utter mess on her hand gleaming in the sunlight.
''W-Wow...'' Leander stammered slightly, blushing as she fumbled in her shirt pocket.
From her shirt pocket she took out a small pack of tissues, opening the packet up with one hand and procuring some tissues, embarrassedly wiping her hand clean. When she was done there she helped clean his cock up, wiping away the worst of the cum before tossing the tissues into the bin next to the couch, their activity mostly cleaned up. That done the cruiser leaned back, demurely tugging her bra back into place and beginning to button her shirt back up, hiding her breasts from view once more.
''D-Do you feel better now, Command- ah?!''
Leander squealed in surprise as the Commander suddenly lurched up – and her eyes widened as he mashed his lips against her in a deep, lustful kiss. The cruiser stayed frozen stiff for several long moments, startled, when he grabbed at her chest; groping her through her shirt. Only then did the shock pass, and with an embarrassed moan Leander began to kiss him back, their lips smacking softly together as they made out.
''Mm, ah... haah...'' Leander exhaled out a breath in the brief moment their lips drifted apart – only for them to kiss in the next moment. ''Mmph~''
Emboldened by the pleasure and lust coursing through him the Commander grabbed at her shirt, unbuttoning it once more. He did it all the way down to the bottom and pulled her shirt open wide, only then breaking off the sudden kiss – eagerly looking Leander up-and-down, soaking in her beautiful body. Never before would he have been so bold as to outright strip one of his subordinates... but with what had happened so far, he was eager to see how far he could go with the demure cruiser.
''C-Commander...'' Leander panted out, breathless from the kiss.
''Let's do more.'' The Commander proposed eagerly. ''Please.''
''W-We can't... someone might find us...'' Leander murmured demurely, shaking her head.
The young man spared a look at the doors. She was right; the doors were unlocked and any sound could be heard... but at the same time, at this time of day, few would drop by.
''They won't.'' The Commander assured her, running his eyes over her. ''Come on, just this once? I promise I'll do work without complaint for like a month.''
The exaggerated promise earned a slight shy smile out of Leander, the cruiser slowly coming around to the idea. ''W-Well, I suppose... I'll do anything for you after all, Commander.''
Barely a second after the shy admission left Leander's lips did the Commander dive on in, claiming her lips in a deep, eager kiss, muting Leander's embarrassed mewl as she snaked an arm around the back of his neck. Both of his hands pawed at her bra and he fumbled with it, lust and excitement making his attempts at removing her underwear a challenge. After several long moments however he succeeded, curling his digits under the bottom and pulling it up, allowing her breasts to bounce free once more.
Both of his hands wasted no time in groping her chest, her soft flesh squishing beneath his groping hands. Leander shuddered at how eager his touch was, mewling into his mouth and slipping her right hand over his, taking his left hand in hers. Then with a gentle tug she peeled his hand off of her breast and guided him lower, arousal burning within him as she guided his hand under her skirt. She slipped her fingers around so she was holding the back of his hand, moaning into his mouth as she made him touch her clothed folds.
''Just there.'' She whispered to him between kisses. ''R-Rub...''
Inexperienced as he was the Commander readily obeyed her, pressing his fingers against her slit. Her panties stifled the feeling of her womanhood only slightly, the mere act exciting the Commander on a primal level and encouraging him to move his fingers more, pressing and rubbing his fingers against Leander's clothed folds. The cruiser let out a string of soft moans and gasps, the sound partially muffled when he reconnected their lips and dragged out the kiss, muffling her sweet voice.
Then he took it a step further and grasped the side of her panties, tugging them to the side and allowing him to touch her pussy directly; her folds soft against his curious fingers. Just doing such a thing was exciting to the Commander, and with little hesitation he pressed his fingers against her folds and rubbed her off, moving his digits in stroking circles – easily coaxing out a quivering moan from the strawberry-blonde before him, her flushed face luring him back into a kiss.
''O-Ohh, C-Commander...'' She gasped out between kisses. ''Yes, j-just like that...''
Encouraged by her breathless words the Commander continued his actions, his free hand still playing with her breast – squeezing, groping and hefting it about. His focus soon shifted south however, confidence welling up inside him and tempting him to shift his fingers about, finding the hole – before plunging three of his fingers inside of Leander.
''Mm!'' Leander spasmed briefly. ''Hah~''
Their connecting lips muffled her moan. The Commander eagerly began to finger her, his digits pumping into her hot flesh and feeling how wet she was, the novel sensation enticing him to get a bit playful – wiggling his fingers about or spreading them as far as he could apart. The sweet gasps and muffled moans that he coaxed out of Leander only emboldened him, relishing the hot wet flesh quivering and clenching around his digits.
Growing used to the motion the Commander continued pumping his fingers into her sex, his digits scissoring apart in a burst of boldness – relishing the embarrassed sound that fled Leander's lips. She tried to keep kissing him but it was hard when her lips kept parting, whether to gasp in air or moan it back out. As a result the Commander abandoned the act – and then instead buried his face down into her alluring cleavage.
''M-Mm~!'' Leander mewled, shivering as he motor-boating her. ''Commander really is a pervert...''
A moan escaped her when he kissed her breast, his lips hot against her tingling flesh. Several more kisses eagerly planted themselves along her tits, his tongue also slipping out and teasingly lapping at her boobs. Soon however Leander put a stop to his blatant perversity, moaning as she tugged his head out of her chest and brought her lips against his, groaning into his mouth as she tugged his fingers out with her other hand.
''That's enough...'' Leander whispered to him, demure. ''Y-You can... you can put it in me now...''
''Really?'' The Commander eagerly asked.
Flustered by his open want Leander could only nod, smiling shyly as she put two fingers on her slit and spread herself open for him. The Commander replied by grasping his cock and pushing himself against her entrance, his eagerness making the tip slide along her wet folds several times – the friction coaxing out a soft mewl from Leander, her head pushing back into the back of the couch, embarrassed pleasure written across her face.
Until finally he got it right, and his cock pushed inside. The Commander jerked as a wave of pure pleasure rushed up his cock, a stifled moan bubbling out of his throat as he buried more of himself inside of Leander – intimately feeling her tight inner walls get pried open by his intruding cock. He met resistance but kept pushing his cock in, the pleasure overwhelming him and leaving his mind briefly fried with bliss.
''M-Mn...''
The pained whimper from Leander however drew him out of his daze, worriedly looking at Leander. The cruiser was wincing, her lips pursed and the slightest of tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. A slight bloodstain on his cock when he pulled out halfway was evidence of why.
''O-Oh...'' The Commander blushed. ''Sorry... I didn't know...''
Leander shook her head slightly, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down against her. ''It's okay... just, Mn... just give me a minute please... it hurts a bit.''
Nodding understandingly the Commander complied, distracted her from the pain by kissing her on the cheek. Leander shifted slightly and returned the kiss, a soft moan bubbling out of her throat when he groped her right breast with his free hand, flicking her nipple about in an attempt to ease her discomfort. It worked to some degree, and after a minute of gentle making-out Leander leaned back and looked him in the eye, demurely nodding for him to continue with a whisper to be gentle.
The Commander did; a stifled groan bubbling from his lips as he slowly pulled his cock out, intimately feeling her tight inner walls grip his shaft. Leander whimpered but didn't tell him to stop, enduring the discomfort as he then slid back in, her wetness easing the penetration somewhat. Thrust by thrust he pistoned himself in-and-out of her wet entrance, stifled grunts and low moans bubbling from his throat as the movement got easier.
''Hah, haah...'' He panted, pressing his lips against hers. ''Mm...''
Leander mewled back, the tenseness fading from her shoulders as the pain began to fade. His cock touched her innermost parts repeatedly as he got more eager with his thrusts, mindful to not be rough but unable to take it too slow – the slow but wet smacks of their meeting pelvises only adding to the erotic moment. The couch shifted under them, the springs squeaking ever-so-faintly and their mutual moans accompanying it, the two losing themselves in their lustful act.
''A-Ah~'' Leander slid her hand up into his hand and held him against her neck, panting right into his ear. ''C-Commander... you can go faster, i-it doesn't hurt anymore...''
The Commander silently complied, his hips eagerly bucking forth and burying himself up to the hilt inside her womanhood. Leander shuddered at the sudden passion and let her voice out freely, the sweet sounds spilling out past her lips and tickling his ear, her breath hot and quick. Her breasts heaved and pushed into his groping hand as well, the erotic sensation only encouraging the Commander to grope her, to feel her skin against his own.
And as he buried himself within Leander he felt the familiar burn of climax climb up his shaft. He resisted it, wanting to experience her body forever, but his stamina refused to comply and the mounting pressure rapidly grew too irresistible, his peak growing near. He felt her quivering around his shaft as well, the seizing, spasming heat of her pussy addictive in ways that he hadn't thought possible, his hips unable to stop themselves.
''Commander, Commander...!'' Leander gasped into his ear, lips touching his cheek. ''N-Not inside...!''
The Commander jerked his head in a nod, smacking himself inside of Leander-
-when with a cute cry Leander came. She tightened, her muscles locked up, and her honey squirted around his pulsating shaft. The urge to bury himself deep within her was tempting but he clung onto the last string of sanity, and pulled out.
His orgasm hit not a second later. He gasped, grabbing his cock and jerking himself off, pressure shooting up his shaft. His eyes locked onto Leander's breasts and he leaned forwards, jerking off – and then shot his milky load onto her cleavage. The cruiser whimpered at the feeling, a shiver lancing through her body as he shot multiple more thick ropes across her heaving chest, his cum quickly dribbling down between her breasts. In the heat of the moment he even pushed the tip of his cock against her soft breast, spurting a thick rope directly against her flesh, feeling her heavenly-soft breast push back against his sensitive tip in the process.
''Ohh...'' The Commander moaned as his orgasmed waned, leaving him gasping for air. ''H-Haah... that felt amazing, aha...''
Leander just smiled breathlessly at him, petting the seat next to her. The Commander readily collapsed down into the seat, catching his breath for a solid minute or two.
Until Leander then swung one leg over his and straddled him. She was blushing, the sunlight filtering through her strawberry-blonde hair until she tucked it out of her eyes and behind her ear, her shy smile more apparent with the warm sunlight spilling across it. She reached down between their bodies and grasped his cock, her touch gentle but lewd as she gave it a tentative stroke.
''...one more time.'' Leander whispered, her words both an invitation and a request. ''Without the mess at the start.''
The Commander flushed and eagerly agreed, watching intently as the cruiser guided his cock to her entrance – and then released a moan as Leander lowered herself down, impaling herself upon him. The wet flesh of her insides swallowed his cock up and smothered him tightly, the hot embrace sending shivers rushing through him. On instinct he grabbed her thighs, squeezing them back and watching intently as his shaft disappeared between her lower lips, their pelvises soon touching.
Until with a moan Leander lifted herself back up, leaving his shaft glistening in their mixed fluids, and then dropped back down. Their flesh met with a wet smack and was soon followed by another as she brought her hips down once more, the slow tempo gradually picking up speed, each smack preluding the tightening flesh around his girth. The Commander couldn't help but moan deeply at the feeling, bucking his hips up to meet her bounces.
''Ah~!'' Leander couldn't contain her short cry of pleasure, her hand slapping itself over her mouth.
The cruiser laid her hand on his shoulder, bouncing on his shaft with wet smacks of flesh. Her bust jiggled arousingly, cum gleaming across her flesh and tempting him to buck his hips up more vigorously, making her boobs bounce more. Whether Leander knew what he was doing or not she moaned all the same, pushing her hips down and grinding them back-and-forth, stirring his cock around her tightening insides. He gasped at the feeling.
An instant later Leander went back to bouncing up-and-down, groaning in such a sweet voice he couldn't help himself, his hand going up and grasping the back of her head – pulling Leander down into kiss, making her moan. Their lips remained locked even as she moved her hips more, their skin meeting with increasingly-frequent slaps, his cock hitting her deepest parts without fail and her insides clenching ever tighter, as if trying to squeeze his orgasm out of him.
He wasn't far away from that point. ''L-Leander...''
The words were breathed against her lips; lips that he soon reclaimed in a heated kiss, losing himself in the smacking of flesh. The couch rocked slightly and bumped against the wall behind him, the muted voices from outside growing distant and leaving them in their own little moment, the scent of sweat and sex rich in the air.
His balls tightened, his cock thrusting up into her wet hole even as the pressure growing within his shaft grew stronger, his prior two orgasms sapping him of his remaining strength. ''I-I'm-!''
Too late. With a sharp gasp he pulled Leander down on instinct – and then blew his load inside of her. Thick gushes of cum flooded Leander's womb in an instant and the cruiser squealed in surprise, pushing against him as her own orgasm hit like a freight train. She seized, she tightened up; his mind went blank as he felt her coil around his cock and squeeze him dry, spurt after spurt of his load coating her inner walls in a sloppy mess.
Leander bounced a couple more times, lifting herself an inch before smacking herself back down, a wet squelch resulting from it – some of his cum already leaking out around his girth. His shaft pulsated and twitched within her as he unloaded more of his seed, the tightness clamping around him coaxing it all out until he had no more to give. Only then did he begin to go soft, a deep, satisfied moan bubbling out of the Commander's mouth.
''Ohh...'' He leaned back into the couch. ''S-Sorry...''
Leander just shook her head, too out of breath to speak. Shakily she lifted herself up off his cock, her cheeks burning darkly when a trickle of cum leaked out of her folds, prompting her to cover her womanhood with one hand whilst reaching for the tissues with her other hand, using them to dab away the worst of his cum load.
''I-I think it might by a safe day anyway...'' Leander breathed out. ''I-I'll handle it Commander, don't... Mn, worry about it...''
The Commander just nodded, resting his head against her shoulder. ''Have I ever told you that you're my favourite secretary?''
''You have now.'' She giggled.
The Commander just grinned, kissing her on the cheek.
He looked forwards to more lewd lap pillows in future.
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