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Musashi had, after many years, arrived at the Commander's base.
He was all too happy to welcome her. Partially due to her being a well-respected ship in the Sakura Empire... and, admittedly, because he had a thing for Battleships. It was an open secret of a sorts, as he so often lost himself fawning not over Ship-Girls... but their hulls instead. Admiring their main batteries with stars in his eyes and inquiring about all sorts of intricacies about them, touring their secondary batteries – taking special interest in ships with a large complement of them – even littler things like their armour or internal structures.
Safe to say it made him quite the odd, but loveable Commander – often leaving newer Battleships flustered as they found themselves getting his attention in a roundabout way, though some weren't sure whether to feel flattered or annoyed that he paid their hulls more attention than the women themselves sometimes. And with Musashi's arrival, her guns a mighty 460mm and her array of secondaries quite formidable indeed, the Commander was well and truly smitten... with her hull.
''How far can your main guns reach? With how big they are, surely a bit further than New Jersey and her sisters?''
''Mmhm. About twenty-five miles, give or take depending on sea conditions.''
''Impressive~!''
The Commander and Musashi walked down the length of the seawall, the aforementioned Battleship's hull floating in the water not far away from them, currently under repair by some Manjuu – the little yellow chicks running about carrying wrenches, screwdrivers and other tools. She wasn't terribly banged up from the recent sortie, but it never hurt to do some light repairs to keep her hull in good condition.
The two of them chatted endlessly about the specifications of her hull, spiced up every now and again with a coy remark that left the Commander red-faced and chuckling sheepishly, becoming conscious of his 'interest' in Battleship hulls... before soon forgetting and going back into babbling mode. He was one of the more youthful high-ranking naval staff, perhaps in his mid-twenties or later; his light brown hair cut short as per regulation and in the standard white admiralty uniform and cap, though that youthfulness didn't inhibit him from doing his duty.
''Mrn...''
And unseen by the two was Shinano, currently hiding behind a nearby tree and spying on the two. A pout puffed her cheeks out and her brow was drawn into a cute frown, her silver tails threatening to flare out had she not consciously kept them limp and behind her, leaving only her head visible from behind the tree.
'Commander... carriers are interesting too...' Shinano thought to herself, a storm cloud forming above her head and raining on her. 'I am even a converted Battleship... surely my hull would interest you too...?'
It felt like a cruel twist of fate. She, a Battleship converted to an Aircraft Carrier, ended up being assigned to a Commander who had a borderline fetish for Battleship hulls, and was now paying attention to her Battleship sister. It'd only be crueller if it turned out he despised carriers or something... a thought that prompted Shinano to knock on the wood of the tree, murmuring a little prayer under her breath. One could never be too careful after all.
Just then Musashi looked back, and Shinano stiffened as Musashi stared right at her – not spotted her, but looked straight at her. She knew she was there. After a moment Musashi smirked lightly and closed one eye in a wink before turning back to the Commander, saying something about turrets that made him practically jolt with excitement, the two of them walking down towards her hull – Musashi's left arm wrapped around the Commander's lower back almost possessively.
'Sister...' Shinano watched the interaction with slightly-widened eyes; the closest the sleepy carrier would get to showing shock. '...I see. You intend to claim him for yourself. You were always the boldest one amongst us, weren't you...? Then... I must be bold as well...!'
A fire ignited in her heart Shinano clenched a fist...
...completely unaware of Shigure, Yuudachi and Yukikaze sitting on a bench not far behind her, watching with puzzlement.
''...what's up with her?''
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The hours passed, and as she did her usual duties – delegating more than normal to some of her dutiful comrades – Shinano plotted. She went over various ideas in her head before carefully discarding them one by one, even praying to the gods for guidance, but received no such wisdom. Perhaps they left it to her decision on what to do. She could appreciate the sentiment, if true.
However by the time night fell Shinano had a plan in mind, and executed it with a fiery determination she'd not felt since she first stepped onto the battlefield to protect her comrades, her friends. Thus under the bright full moon the pale-haired fox crossed the dormitory building, the majority of its residents already asleep and leaving none to notice her as she made her way towards the Commander's room at the far end of the building, secluded from the others for privacy reasons.
'Should I be bold?' Shinano pondered to herself, a light frown burdening her features. 'Or would he prefer I be... more demure? I do not think myself capable of being assertive, but... if that's the only option, then perhaps...'
She was distracted from her thoughts as movement ahead of her caught her eye, tempting her to look up... and she came to a sudden stop as she found Musashi there, also on her way towards the Commander's room from the other direction. The two of them had ended up reaching it practically at the same time and while Shinano bore a surprised look, Musashi just smiled knowingly, as if expecting this outcome from the start.
''Sister.'' Musashi greeted lightly.
Shinano frowned. ''Sister.''
A long pause followed, both women staring off with sparks near-visibly clashing between them.
''...you were heading to the Commander's room.'' Shinano murmured.
''As were you.'' Musashi coyly fired back.
Another long pause – one soon broken when Musashi looked off to the side, smiling wryly. ''Fret not sister, I did not come here to deny your claim upon him. Though do not think I will... relinquish my own, either.''
Shinano frowned deeper, both glad her sister wasn't about to steal the Commander from her, but bothered by the second part of her sentence as well. ''What do you intend, then...?''
''Share him.'' Musashi said lightly. ''It is the best solution, would you not agree?''
Shinano thought for a second, before slowly coming around to the idea. ''...I suppose. My apologies for thinking the worst of you, sister...''
''It's quite alright.'' Musashi soothed, closing the distance between them and petting her shoulder. ''Now come. The time for us to claim the Commander as ours – and ours alone.''
Shinano stood slightly taller and whispered an affirmative, following after Musashi as her sister-ship unlocked the Commander's room with a 'borrowed' key and allowing them both in; their tails curled around themselves so as to not knock anything over in the dark. As Musashi locked the door behind them Shinano swept her eyes over the small one-room residence of her Commander, the dark blue carpet and pale blue walls standard fair for the dormitory rooms, though he had more pictures hanging off the walls and various trinkets resting upon his bookshelves. His bed, as well, was quite large compared to the standard; easily a queen-sized and allowing him to lay starfish-style beneath the cream-coloured sheets.
Smiling lightly Shinano approached his bedside, caressing his cheek. The Commander twitched a little but didn't wake, enticing Musashi to come to his other side, smiling as she stroked his hair.
''Time to awaken, Commander~'' Musashi breathed in a sensual voice, climbing onto the bed.
Shinano did the same, the two of them on either side of him – until with a soft, sleepy hum the Commander stirred from his sleep. It didn't take more than a few moments before he shook off whatever sleepiness that had its hold on him, surprise colouring his visage as he looked up at the two voluptuous fox-women, their nine tails unfurling behind them as if to shield him from view from anyone else. A prospect made more likely by the open want in their eyes.
''Musashi... Shinano...?'' The Commander sat up on his elbows. ''What is it?''
''I'm sure you can guess.'' Musashi cooed, earning a blush from the Commander as he heard her sensual tone. ''Shinano here bears the same feelings for you as I. Cares for you as I do. Will you accept her heart, and mine, as one?''
Whatever remnants of sleep had fled the Commander's mind by the time Musashi finished, his gaze flickering between her coy smile and Shinano's pensive frown... before answering by way of leaning up. Faster than Shinano could react he pecked her on the lips, earning an adorable squeak from the busty fox-woman, before he promptly leaned over and gave Musashi a peck on the lips as well – earning a light blush from the more composed woman.
''Does that answer your question?'' The Commander grinned cheekily.
Musashi stared for a second – before breaking out into light giggles, smiling amusedly down at him. ''Heehee, I suppose it does~''
Without losing her amused smile the Battleship leaned down, her lips connecting with the Commander's in another, more intimate kiss – drawing it out for several moments before breaking it off. Musashi shuffled slightly to the side to make room for Shinano, the sleepy woman blushing a light red as she also leaned in, tempting the Commander to cup her nape and lure her down into a proper kiss too.
Musashi on the other hand busied herself by pulling the bed covers back, revealing the simple white shirt and black shorts he wore underneath. Cooing at the sight the dark-haired Battleship ran her hand up his thigh and over his crotch, sending a shiver running through the Commander and luring him back from the kiss with Shinano. The aforementioned fox-woman noticed where her sister's hand was, but rather than join her opted to lean back in and kiss the Commander once more, humming into the lip-lock as she laid alongside him, pressing her body up against his own and shivering when he looped an arm around her waist, holding her close.
''Hehe.'' Giggling lightly Musashi laid down on his right side, earning an arm around her waist as well – and tempting her to lean in and gently blow into his ear. ''Fuu~''
The Commander twitched at that and finally tilted his head her way, allowing their lips to connect in another kiss. Musashi's right hand wasn't idle though and continued palming his crotch, her intent all too obvious and quickly getting his blood rushing south, a bulge visibly forming in his black shorts. She grasped and groped it as best she could, tugging it up-and-down and was rewarded with a string of short, breathy grunts. Shinano pouted slightly and responded by nuzzling his neck, inhaling his scent and planting kisses upon his skin, her own hand sliding up his shirt and feeling up his chest.
Until Musashi got bold and slipped her hand under the waistband of his shorts. The Commander stiffened, then relaxed with a soft groan as the black-haired Battleship started stroking his erect cock, her movements slow but skilled. Pleasure jumped and jolted up his length, coaxing all manner of stilted moans from his throat. Tilting his head he captured Shinano's lips in a slow kiss, muffling his moans somewhat as he felt her own hand dip down into his shorts, laying over her sister's as they both stroked him off.
''You two...'' He murmured, undeniably aroused.
Musashi cooed at that and shuffled out of his hold, moving partway down the bed. Realising what her sister was planning Shinano did the same, both women ending at eye-level with his crotch right as Shinano pulled his shorts down, allowing his erect cock to spring out before their eyes. Musashi licked her lips whilst Shinano silently blushed, both admiring his twitching girth before moving in as one, their warm breath washing over his swollen shaft-
''Chu~''
-and in unison a kiss touched both sides of his tip, sending a shudder running through the Commander's body. Whether they noticed or not they did it again, lips pressing against his shaft and working their way down his length in unison, their heads tilting as they left not a spot of his cock unkissed. Musashi added her tongue into the mix too, stroking it up back up to the tip of his cock before taking it into her mouth, humming as she sucked upon it and swirled her tongue around the bulbous tip. At the same time Shinano attended more to the base of his cock, her tongue hot as it licked up his length or around the sides, coaxing no small number of moans out of him.
''Mn... ahh...'' The Commander pushed his head back into the pillow and groaned. ''That feels good...''
Shinano blushed silently and shuffled up a little in response, staring wantingly at the tip as Musashi sucked upon it. The darker-haired sister noticed after a second, bringing a light smirk to her lips before she popped her lips off - allowing Shinano to suck upon the head as well. Musashi however met her halfway, their lips meeting in an almost-kiss with his cock-head caught between them, earning a shuddering gasp from the Commander as he felt their hot tongues suddenly start lashing out at either side of his dick tip.
Wet sucks, sensual licks, erotic exhales – all of it assaulted the Commander's cock and utterly melted his mind. His hands gripped at the sheets as he endured the sensual seduction, his shaft pulsating between their mouths as they worked his dick relentlessly; giving him no time to adjust. His head lolled from one side to the next, unable to sit still, and his eyes were soon drawn to the large fox ears atop both of their heads.
''Hmhm.'' Musashi noticed immediately, smirking as she drew back – allowing Shinano to swallow the rest of his tip, sucking on it. ''Pet at your pleasure.''
The Commander didn't miss a beat, both hands reaching out and landing on their heads – ruffling their large fox ears. Musashi cooed approvingly and smiled seductively at him, contrasting Shinano who moaned around his cock and took him in deeper, swallowing up to half of his cock before slurping back up to the tip once more. She began to bob her head even as he kept playing with her ears, the array of hums and mewls he coaxed out of the busty fox-woman music to his ears.
Flashing him one last coy smile Musashi joined her sister, kissing Shinano on the cheek and prompting her to slurp back up his length, allowing the two to share his cock once more – kissing the sides a few time before going to war over the tip, tongues and lips involved and coaxing all manner of moans from his throat. Musashi went a step further and squeezed his balls, toying with them just roughly enough to leave him shuddering with pent-up need, his cock throbbing between their lips.
''Ah... haah... guh, that feels so good...'' The Commander moaned out under his breath. ''I'll cum at this rate...''
''Mm~'' Musashi hummed approvingly, eyes full of lust.
Shinano also approved of the idea, grasping the bottom-half of his cock and jerking him off once more. Combined with the hand playing with his balls and the wet lips smooching and sucking his tip and the Commander felt like he was melting, his cock twitching and throbbing between their lips. Pre-cum gleamed across the tip before their tongues licked it away, their mutual lust evident as they serviced him so loyally, so dutifully, and pushed him to the brink.
''Ah, crap... I'm cumming, I'm- g-guh!''
The air was expelled from the Commander's lips as his orgasm finally struck; white-hot pleasure lancing up his shaft before he blew his load between their lips. Shinano let out a little gasp, her lips parting further whilst Musashi took more of him in her mouth, greedily taking the majority of his seed and gulping it down. Shinano frowned cutely and pushed back, practically kissing her sister-ship and licking the spurts of cum from her sister's mouth; their tongues wrestling in a moment of heated passion.
Before with a mutual exhale both kitsunes pulled back, panting and looking at each other before glancing at the Commander. Shinano blushed scarlet as she remembered he was watching but Musashi was entirely unbothered; smirking as she leaned down and licked the drizzles of cum off of Shinano's slender hand – catching her sister's wrist so she couldn't pull it away until she was done.
''...that's hot.'' The Commander said after a moment, looking between the two.
Shinano flushed, a small smile curling at her lips as she nodded, sitting up on her knees. Without needing any prompting she slid her kimono from her frame, the fabric hissing softly across her skin as it slid off, pooling around her. The skirt and other garments she wore came off one by one, peeled from her body under the Commander's gaze even as Musashi did the same, seductively shrugging off her outfit and revealing neither of them wore any bra nor even a sarashi underneath.
And in moments both were left utterly naked before him, barring Shinano's white thigh-highs. Sat up on their knees as they were everything was on display, from their wide hips to their quite plump breasts; Musashi pushed hers up by an arm whilst Shinano unintentionally squished her bust between her biceps, looking off to one side with a demure expression, lips pursed. Silver and black hair swayed slowly as the two approached, their tails languidly wavering behind them, never staying still even at rest, and least of all when they were full of excitement.
''Shinano...'' The Commander turned his aroused gaze onto the aforementioned carrier, offering her a hand.
Demurely Shinano glanced at Musashi, earning a reassuring smile from her sister. With a small smile of her own Shinano accepted the offered hand, letting out a soft sound of surprise when he pulled her close and rolled them off, his chest against hers for a solid second before he propped himself up on his arms, gazing down at her with a light grin. The fox-woman blushed when fixated with such honest warmth, her heart beating quickly in her chest. Not thundering, not hammering, but a gentle, rapid beat.
''...Commander...'' The fox-woman spread her legs apart slowly, baring her most intimate parts to him. ''...take me, as I am...''
The Commander hummed gently, leaning down and kissing her on the nose, making her expression scrunch up adorably. Chuckling at the sight he kept himself upright with one arm and reached down with his other hand, stroking his cock slightly before guiding himself to her womanhood – finding that she was already wet, the tip of his dick sliding along her slit easily. It took a couple attempts but he soon got the tip in, prompting him to lower himself down and connect their lips; before pushing inside.
''M-Mm...'' Shinano tensed only momentarily before instantly melting; sighing in content as his cock slowly but firmly pushed inside her.
The Commander on the other hand let out a low groan; rolling his hips and slowly pumping himself in-and-out of her, taking care to be gentle with her. His cock practically slid into Shinano; her wet walls constricting his length and enticing him to push in deeper and deeper, soon hilting inside the curvaceous fox-woman. When he did Shinano arched her back – incidentally emphasising her rather large chest – before flopping back down against his bed with a soft moan, her eyes half-lidded as she regarded him with a mixture of lust and affection.
In response he leaned down, connecting their lips in another, more passionate kiss; moaning into her mouth as he pumped into her faster, getting used to the rhythm. Her inner walls clamped hotly around him as he moved, every roll of his hips sending bolts of raw pleasure arcing down his cock and up his spine, instinctively enticing him to keep moving, to sheathe himself between those wet walls that embraced him so lovingly.
''Mn, ah, hah...'' Breaking off the kiss the Commander glanced back at Musashi, before petting the spot next to Shinano.
With a coy smile Musashi obliged, laying herself down just adjacent to him and spreading her legs apart, his hand ending between them a split-second later and rubbing a moan out of the voluptuous fox-woman. His fingers expertly teased her, sliding along her slit with feathery-light touches interspersed with more firm touches, teasing her just enough to get her hot and bothered but not enough to get her off outright.
His attention primarily laid on Shinano though, gaze returning to the silver-haired woman right before she cupped his cheek and lured him back down into a kiss, submissive but earnest in her desire. The Commander groaned lightly at that, his right hand coming up to grope her hefty breast even as his hips sped up; primal want making him pound her hard enough to elicit a gasp, then a whimper; the sound diluted by a kiss a moment thereafter.
''Mm, ah, Command- mmph~'' Melting into the kiss Shinano wrapped her legs around his waist, refusing to part them even when he nudged them. ''Please, release yourself inside me...''
The Commander shuddered at the murmured words, his fingers playing with Musashi's pussy even as he hurriedly plunged himself inside Shinano, the sound of skin smacking together ringing through the bedroom air and fuelling the lust burning within all three participants. Losing himself in the throbbing heat the Commander railed Shinano fiercer, grunts bubbling up from the back of his throat as he jammed his cock between those tightening walls of hers, feeling her heat sear his length and watching as her face twisted with barely-contained pleasure.
The friction only accelerated their end but the Commander made no move to slow down; pounding Shinano relentlessly and fucking louder and sharper moans from the dainty woman, her cries held back only by the sound-proofed walls, lest the whole building know of their debauchery. He could only imagine how the rest of the Sakura Empire would feel when they found out he laid with the sleepy fox-woman.
A thought that was thoroughly purged from his mind as pleasure lanced up his cock, hot and begging for release. Gasping he removed his hand from between Musashi's legs and grabbed Shinano's waist, holding it firm as he ploughed her like a beast in heat – strong back-forth thrusts clapping their flesh together and fucking all manner of cries out of the woman, her head tipping back into the pillow and her hair spilling across the sheets, her back stiffening into an arch as her orgasmic peak rapidly neared-!
''Crap!'' Until with a soft, breathless gasp the Commander blew his load inside Shinano, flooding her womb with his seed.
The sensation pushed Shinano over the edge; throat closing up and withering her cry into a pitiful whimper of untold pleasure, all nine tails flaring out under her. Spasms rippled through her curvaceous body and she seized under him, thighs pressing against his hips firmly and keeping him balls-deep in her at all times, his cum pumping deep inside her. Even when his orgasm waned she remained taut, barely even breathing as she rode out her high.
And then all at once Shinano went slack, moaning. Her nine tails relaxed as well and curled partially around them, looping over their legs and his lower back, their fur soft against his sweaty skin. The Commander shivered at how cool the fur felt and gladly just enjoyed the moment; catching his breath even as he felt her walls quiver and clench around his length repeatedly, the sensation prompting him to pull out before he was tempted to rail her a second time.
''Mm, Commander~'' The sensual coo from Musashi though immediately drew his gaze over to her, and lust flared anew within him as he watched her sit upright, petting the spot where she'd just laid with an inviting smile.
Taking the hint he shuffled over and sat down there. Not a moment later Musashi eased herself down into his lap her thighs warm and soft as they rubbed against his own. Warmth pressed against his cock and he groaned as the Battleship rolled her hips, grinding herself gently on the tip, the stimulation enough to get him rock-hard once more. The fox-woman smiled at that, silently leaning in and claiming his lips in a kiss, his cock guided up to her womanhood in the same moment.
And then with a pleased sigh Musashi lowered herself down onto his length, her walls parting for his intruding length and clamping lovingly around it. Hissing in pleasure the Commander grabbed her hips and guided her the rest of the way down, his hands sliding around to her ass and groping it as appreciatively as he might stare at her main cannons. As if to top them Musashi leaned forwards more; pressing her ample breasts against his collarbone and sending an enthralling shudder up his spine, one hand shifting to the base of her tails and stroking them.
''Mm~'' Musashi let out a satisfied moan, head tilting back slightly even as she started to ride him – her walls lovingly squeezing his cock at the same time and coaxing a groan out of him.
Shifting both hands around to her thighs the Commander helped her move; lifting her up his cock before Musashi dropped herself back down his stiff shaft, the tip bumping up against her innermost parts and easily fucking a moan from the Battleship's lips. Her slick, silky walls squeezed plenty from his own lips when they were claimed in a kiss, tongue soon getting involved and her hands running over his shoulders in a seductive massage, soothing the tension in his upper-body even as she worked her hips.
Shinano wasn't one to be left out though. Still weak from her orgasm the silver-haired fox-woman shuffled up behind him, mewling for his attention and nuzzling his nape, her myriad of tails tickling and brushing over his back. When her legs spread out on either side of him, brushing against Musashi's own thighs, he took the hint and leaned back into Shinano and ending up laying on her like a lawn chair; his gaze remaining fixated upon Musashi as the busty fox-woman slapped herself down onto his cock.
''Mn, ah, hah~'' Grinning despite her heavy breaths Musashi let her hands slide under the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head.
The Commander raised his arms so she could take it off, and the moment it was gone and out of the way his own hands ran up her smooth, flat stomach and over her ribs, ending up groping her breasts. They were far too big to ever fit in his hands but that certainly didn't stop him from trying; his fingers sinking into her doughy flesh as he fondled the busty fox-woman, flicking her nipples with his thumbs at the same time or drawing circles around them, easily coaxing throaty groans out of the veritable vixen.
However he wasn't entirely submissive, a fact he proved as he soon started to move his hips too – thrusting up into her hot, clenching tunnel, their flesh clapping together in the same movement and fucking an enthralling moan from the kitsune's lips. Eager to hear more such sounds he kept lifting his hips, sliding into her sooner than expected or nearly slipping out when she lifted herself too high up, the risk of pulling out at an inopportune moment only exciting them both further.
''Hah! Hah!'' Leaning back – incidentally between Shinano's pillowy-soft breasts – the Commander groaned, thrusting his hips up with growing haste. ''Musashi...!''
Moaning happily at what was coming the fox-woman put a hand on his stomach, pinning him down and bouncing in shorter, quicker motions, making sure he wouldn't slip out at all. Her walls clenched tighter around him as if to milk him for his seed, constricting his length in ways that amplified their pleasure to new heights; a rush of pure, unadulterated heat coursing through their veins, climbing into something so much more intense and muscle-spasming.
Until with a sharp inhale Musashi came first; clasping a hand over her mouth and moaning into it even as spasms rippled through her body, her eyes screwed tightly shut. The way her insides clamped ever so tightly around him proved too much for the Commander to handle, his hips thrusting up one final time as he busted a load inside her, flooding her innermost parts with gushes of seed, painting her inner walls white.
How long their orgasms lasted neither were sure, lost to the mind-melting spasms that rocked through their bodies – only that when they waned Musashi slowly leaned forwards until she was atop him, sandwiching him between both Shinano and Musashi.
''Mm...'' Musashi pushed her face into his nape, kissing it – and then biting down with her fangs, marking him as hers. ''Mine~''
Shinano's own breath tickled his other ear, right before she marked him too on the neck. ''Mine...''
The Commander chuckled sheepishly, caught between two possessive, needy fox-women, their fluffy tails embracing him on both sides until he was practically in a cocoon of fluffiness.
Safe to say his bed wasn't often empty in the coming days.
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