A/N: This turned out far fluffier than I originally intended. I think it made the fic turn out quite nice, all things said.
Enjoy~
Deserving
''Springfield's getting better at doing cakes, I've noticed...''
''Mm, her cinnamon rolls are good too.''
''A-Ah... is that so?''
It was late at night, the base distinctly quiet as the Commander led M4A1 down the near-empty halls of the base, one arm tenderly looped around her slim shoulders. With nobody around to see them and tease her about it the T-Doll allowed herself to lean into his side, an embarrassed little smile on her lips as she savoured his closeness; a distinct rarity in the past few days due to work.
The Commander smiled and held her closer. The two had been 'dating' for a few months now; as much as their positions would allow them to date, that is. He had been captivated by her since the day he first saw her, as silly as it sounded, and within a few weeks of working together he asked her out. It was a little difficult at first, since M4A1 had literally zero knowledge about how to date and her self-confidence issues didn't help with that; but over time she relaxed and got more comfortable with him, until being apart was an actual challenge for her to handle.
And while the base didn't exactly make for the most romantic of dates, a trip to Springfield's little café and hanging out in the indoor gardens was more than enough to make M4A1 happy, her face lit up like a Christmas tree the whole time.
Slowly he shook his head, dispelling the fond memories of her getting flustered from a box of chocolates; the tomato-hued expression ingrained into his mind forever. In amicable silence they turned down another hallway towards his personal room, located a fair ways away from the T-Doll dormitory and even sectioned away from the other staff rooms. He always liked the privacy it gave him, and that privacy was going to come in handy for what he had planned.
''Hm? Is something the matter, Commander?'' M4A1 sensed his slight shift in mood almost instantly, gazing up at him with concern.
''Ahh, it's nothing.'' The Commander smiled back, giving her bare shoulder a squeeze.
M4A1 made a cute pout and hummed, as if trying to weasel the answer out of him with nothing more than a cute look – and he had to admit it was nearly working. Had she not then immediately gotten flustered after just a few seconds of eye-contact, looking down with rosy cheeks; the sight eliciting a rumbling chuckle from his chest.
His door approached and he shoved his free hand into his pocket, rummaging around for his ID card – sliding it along the lock a second later and earning an affirmative beep, the light above the latch going green. At his gesture M4A1 slipped inside his sparsely-decorated room and he followed suit, the overhead yellow light buzzing on at the flick of a switch. He was never fussy about decorating; keeping the copper-red walls and brown carpets that first came with the room. The black bed was the only piece of furniture he upgraded; expanding it from a single to a double so M4A1 had room to sleep with him. Something she had use of quite often in the past few weeks.
''Say, M4...'' The Commander began slowly, nudging the door shut with his foot.
''Mm?'' M4A1 glanced back at him, curious.
A spike of nervousness shot through him, his hand slipping into his pocket and fingers curling around the small box he had inside. M4A1 detected his anxiety and turned to face him fully, her cute visage adorned with a worried frown, concern shining in her dark eyes.
''We've been together for a while now, and I was thinking that... I really do like spending time with you, so...'' The Commander tugged the box out his pocket; barely big enough to fit into his palm.
M4A1 knew what the box was with just a glance, her dark eyes widening in startled surprise. ''Commander... you...?!''
He stepped closer to the flustered T-Doll, gently taking her hand. ''Yeah... I know it might be sudden, but I want to know... will you marry me?''
''Commander...'' M4A1's cheeks became aflame the deepest of crimson, her eyes flickering left and right. ''A-Are you sure...? I mean, I'm not... there are better suited people... I'm just a doll; I-I'm not worthy of such-''
''Hush.'' His single word helped still her increasingly-flustered stammering, her lips pursing together and her crimson cheeks darkening. ''I love you more than any human I've met, M4. Just because you're a T-Doll doesn't mean you aren't worthy of being loved.''
''...a-are you sure...?''
The Commander smiled, gently cupping her chin. ''I'm sure.''
His lips met hers a second later in a slow, gentle kiss. It wasn't the first they shared but M4A1 still hadn't gotten used to it; her soft pink lips parting as a short, shuddering moan fled her throat, still unused to being kissed. His grip on her chin stopped her from accidentally pulling back, but not holding her so tightly she couldn't retreat if she wanted to. Slowly her hesitation faded and she returned the delicate kiss, mewling softly into his mouth.
The need for air prompted him to pull back, both of them sucking in small gulps of air. M4A1 met his gaze for only a single second before immediately getting embarrassed and looked away, lips moving as she tried to find the words to say; but none came, embarrassment making her throat tighten up. He solved that issue by capturing her lips in another slow kiss, tenderly deepening it and dragging it out for as long as he could; savouring her muffled whimpers.
''Ah...'' M4A1 breathed as they broke apart, her cheeks still flushed a dark hue.
Scarcely a few seconds passed before he kissed her again, becoming addicted to the softness of her lips – so perfect in shape and flawless in softness they all but begged to be kissed. His hands slipped around her lower back and he pulled her close; eliciting a muted moan from M4A1 and prompting her to wrap her arms around his neck on instinct, shivering cutely as he dominated the slow, romantic kiss.
A gentle nudge was all it took to convince her to move back, her steps slow as he guided her towards the bed, their lips still smacking together as they got more into it – their gentle kissing slowly becoming more passionate, more loving. His hands slid down to her waist and he held her hips just as they reached the bed, breaking the kiss off just as her legs hit the bed.
''Eek~!'' M4A1 squeaked in surprise as she fell.
The Commander grunted as he was pulled down with her, his grip on her hips stopping her from landing too roughly on the bed. It took a second for M4A1 to bounce of the mattress and realise their new position – another, much softer squeak fleeing her lips. He smiled at that, diving down and kissing her deeply on the lips; devouring her embarrassed groan and running his hands back up her sides; soothingly roaming his hands over frame as they made out.
''Mm... Commander...'' M4A1 shuddered as he popped his lips off – a gasp escaping her as he went for her neck, smooching her flawless fair skin relentlessly.
One of his hands slid up her back and fumbled with the knot behind her neck, untying the skull-patterned scarf and peeling it off collar; allowing him to trail more kisses down and around to her throat. M4A1 bit her lip and quivered, soft whimpers escaping her pursed lips as she tipped her head back, exposing more of her neck and throat to him – something he gladly took advantage of, planting his lips on the front of her throat and teasingly sucking it.
''A-Ah...'' The T-Doll slipped one hand into his hair, gripping his hair gently.
The Commander chuckled lightly at her touch, his voice tickling her throat. He gave her throat one last kiss before shifting south, peppering her bare shoulder with gentle kisses that left M4A1 trembling, arousal and embarrassment clear on her pretty face. He shifted his hands down to her waist and slowly slid them back up, tucking his fingers under her sleeveless top and pushing it up. He trailed his lips down her lithe arm until he reached her wrist; delicately kissing the back of her hand.
Without missing a beat he shifted over, kissing her now-exposed stomach. M4A1 buckled and moaned, her free hand embarrassedly covering her mouth to stifle any more lewd sounds – but as he slipped his tongue out and licked her taut stomach another cute whimper escaped, the erotic sound enticing him to continue. Kiss after kiss peppered her flat stomach, his hands slowly hiking her sleeveless shirt up further and further; until he reached her breasts.
''Mn...'' M4A1 looked away as he pushed her top up and over her chest. ''D... Don't stare...''
He didn't deign that with a response, amused by her cute embarrassment. His eyes roamed over her breasts, soaking in the sight of her surprisingly plump tits; her fair skin smooth and without a single blemish, her nipples pink and perky without a bra to hide them. His smile grew a touch and he leaned down, kissing just the top of her breast and feeling her breathing hitch, her grip on his hair tightening.
M4A1's embarrassment only encouraged him to keep going, to hear all the sounds she could make. He kissed the tops of her plump breasts before moving down her right breast, swiftly finding her perky nipple and giving it a tentative lick – extracting a surprised gasp for his efforts. He boldly did it again, his tongue licking her nipple up and down repeatedly; before he took things a step further and took it into his mouth.
''M-Mm~!'' M4A1 moaned through her pursed lips as he sucked, pleasure flooding her pretty face. ''Ah...C-Commander, that... Mm...''
The Commander smirked slightly, deliberately swirling his tongue around her perky nub. Her breast heaved as her breathing quickened and he greedily slid his hands up, cupping her breasts and squeezing them while he sucked on them, relishing the soft moan that fluttered past her lips in response. He gave her nipple one last suck before pulling his lips off – only to go for her other nipple, taking that one inside his mouth and lovingly sucking on it instead, easily knocking the breath from her lungs.
Her grip on his hair tightened and he teasingly grazed her nipple with his teeth, earning a startled gasp from M4A1 followed by a moan that was muffled by her hand. He pulled his lips off her nipple and instead buried his face into her plump breasts, kissing the delicate skin between her heavenly-soft breasts; her boobs soft and squishy against his cheeks.
''Mm...'' He hummed softly as he shifted back, trailing soft kisses down her taut stomach and moving south.
The jacket around her waist came undone in a matter of seconds, peeled off her waist and pushed halfway across the bed, out of the way. He slowed down and spent a second to playfully nip at her stomach, not outright biting her but letting his teeth nip at her skin – the passionate act earning a shaky moan of embarrassment from his lover. At the same time his fingers hooked themselves into her black shorts and peeled them down, alongside her matching panties.
''...you say you're 'not worthy' of being with me.'' The Commander rumbled, kissing her smooth pelvis. ''Let me show you... that you're more than worthy.''
M4A1 opened her mouth to speak – and let out a sharp, startled moan of pleasure as he took a lightning-quick lick of her pussy. Her knees buckled and her shoulders curled inwards, the unexpected jolt of raw pleasure briefly making her mind go blank; her mouth hanging open from the sudden jolt. By the time she reoriented herself another lick came, his wet tongue dragging itself up her slit and shooting even more sparks of warmth through her, extracting a fresh slew of hot moans from the T-Doll.
''A-Ah~!'' M4A1 bit her lip in a weak attempt to stifle her lewd sounds. ''C-Commander... i-it feels- Mmph~!''
The Commander smiled, lustful amusement bubbling inside him as he teasing slid his tongue up and down her bare womanhood, listening to the T-Doll before him gasp and writhe, pleasure contorting her expression wonderfully. He slid his hands around and grabbed her ass, soothingly squeezing and groping her butt as he continued taking little licks and kisses of her pussy, growing more confident by the second as he saw how sexy his lover's reactions were.
He slid his tongue along her slit and wiggled it inside, her pussy lips spreading for his invading tongue. M4A1's back arched and she exhaled sharply, pulling on his hair as carnal pleasure shot through her pelvis; her inner walls trying fruitlessly to clench around his probing tongue. He didn't simply stay like that however; swiftly beginning to swirl his tongue around her pussy or thrusting it inside; alternating whenever she began to get used to the lewd sensation.
''Mm... a-ah... Commander...'' M4A1 panted, her legs trying to twitch around his head – but her black shorts were still around her knees, stopping her from spreading her legs open too wide. ''It... feels good...''
In response he chuckled, his breath tickling her pussy and earning an embarrassed moan from the T-Doll. He pulled back only long enough to grab her black shorts and panties, pulling them off her legs completely along with her boots. Instead of diving back between her thighs however he took the time to undress her further, peeling her black thigh-highs off with aching slowness; causing M4A1 to whimper with embarrassed need.
The moment he got her thigh-highs off he went for her legs, capturing her right foot and planting a kiss on it – slowly trailing up her lithe leg towards her quivering pussy. Kiss by kiss, nip by nip he made his way up, her anticipation visibly growing as he neared her glistening folds – only for her eyes to widen when he swapped to her other leg instead, trailing kisses back up towards her left foot; leaving her to stew in her burning arousal.
''C-Commander...'' M4A1 whimpered, her ample chest heaving with her deep breaths – her voice taking on a needy, almost-desperate tone. ''P-Please... don't tease me like this...''
With a playful smile the Commander obliged, giving her left foot a single quick kiss before sliding back between her inviting thighs, attaching his lips to her dripping pussy. M4A1's back arched and she moaned deeply, both her hands landing on his head and pushing him between her thighs, all but begging for him to eat her out – a request that he immediately complied with, plunging his tongue into her wet pussy and tongue-fucking the adorable T-Doll.
''M-Mm!'' M4A1 buckled and threw her head back, not even trying to contain her throaty moan as his tongue explored her virgin insides. ''Ah...! Y-Yes...!''
Arousal trickled onto his probing tongue, her honey sweet and making him redouble his efforts, tongue-fucking his lover until she was turning to putty in front of him. His hands resumed their place on her smooth ass and he greedily groped and fondled her butt, devouring her leaking honey at the same time; the overload of pleasure quickly eating away at M4A1's stamina, her breathing growing quick and shallow.
''Commander... C-Commander...'' M4A1's hips twitched off the bed and her grip on his hair tightened. ''S-Something... I can't... I... I-I'm-! M-Myaah~!''
With a loud, pleasure-filled wail M4A1 finally climaxed for the first time – hot, unadulterated pleasure racing through her body and briefly frying her circuits, her mind going blank as she spasmed. Even as she came he didn't stop tongue-fucking her, ravenously eating her out even while her thighs clamped around his head and her sweet honey squirted onto his probing tongue, her wail ringing clear in his ears.
Soon her orgasm slowed and her muscles loosened – a quivering, twitchy moan fleeing her lips before she flopped back down onto the bed, breathless.
The Commander smiled, planting one last kiss on her pussy before sitting up, admiring his handiwork. M4A1 met his gaze breathlessly, her generous bust heaving with her deep gasps and her face flushed a pretty scarlet hue. Saliva glistened all over her boobs and stomach, her inner thighs wet with her arousal and her lower lips still quivering from the aftershocks.
''Mm... Commander...'' M4A1 breathed, her eyes trailing down.
Her hand reached out and brushed against his crotch, fingertips just-barely reaching his zipper – the gentle pressure against his rock-hard cock informing him of how much his pants were bulging. ''Ah... sorry.''
M4A1 glanced aside for a brief moment, demure. ''I... I want to feel you more... i-if that's alright...''
The Commander smiled softly. ''If you're sure.''
''I am... please...''
With a soft chuckle the Commander complied, unzipping his pants and unbuttoning his boxers. His cock all but sprung out into the cool bedroom air and he shivered, gently grasping his cock as he moved between M4A1's legs. The T-Doll demurely spread her thighs apart and gazed at his cock with open anticipation, a hint of instinctive nervousness in her dark eyes as she stared at his girth.
He laid his left hand on her smooth thigh while his right held his cock, carefully guiding him towards her slick pussy. The tip touched her wet folds and they both shivered, a teasing spark of pleasure tickling their lower parts – made infinitely better when he slowly rubbed up and down, mutually teasing them with the gentle friction. M4A1 bit her lip and looked up at him, her dark eyes hazy and brimming with desire; silently begging for him to stop teasing her. A request he swiftly obeyed.
''M-Mn...'' M4A1's shuddered as the tip pushed her pussy lips apart, his cock slowly sinking inside her virgin womanhood. ''Ah...''
The Commander held back a shudder of his own, a stifled groan escaping him as M4A1's tight insides clenched around his dick – the divine hotness only encouraging him to push his cock deeper inside her, spreading her insides apart. Even though she was a T-Doll she felt just like a real girl, prompting him to slowly ease himself inside her no matter how much his lust wanted him to just bury himself up to the hilt inside her hotness.
''H-Haah...'' M4A1 exhaled shakily as he came to a stop, just over half his length fitting snugly inside her tight pussy. ''C... Commander...''
To his surprise, he noticed prickling tears gathering in the corners of her eyes. ''Are you okay? It doesn't hurt, does it?''
''N-No...'' M4A1 was quick to shake her head, a beautiful little smile gracing her pretty face. ''I'm just... so happy... I never thought that I'd, get to do s-something like this, with someone I l-love...''
The Commander blushed lightly, a gentle smile creeping across his face. He snaked his left arm underneath M4A1's lower back and leaned down, tenderly kissing the crying girl on the lips, his free hand coming up to wipe away her tears. She lovingly kissed him back, moaning softly against his lips when he rocked his hips back and forth, gently sliding his cock deeper inside her pussy with each little movement.
Even with how aroused and wet she was it was still a snug fit, his cock slowly inching inside her pussy with each roll of his hips. He didn't mind, eagerly kissing M4A1 and enduring the hot sensation of her inner walls squeezing his shaft, more and more of his length becoming engulfed by her divine hotness. When he managed to fit two-thirds of his length inside M4A1 started moving too, moaning into his mouth and rolling her hips in small rotations, easing herself a little deeper down.
''Ah... ah... ah~'' M4A1's gentle moans tickled his lips before he kissed her again, silencing their mutual groans.
Blindly M4A1 slid her hands up his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck a second later. He broke off the kiss for air and buried his face into her neck, causing her gentle moans to tickle his ear as he finally bottomed out inside her – the tip of his cock hitting her deepest parts. She wriggled beneath him from the erotic sensation and nuzzled his cheek, whispering incoherent murmurs of happiness that brought a smile to his lips.
He slid his hands south and held onto her ass, rearing his hips back until the tip nearly slipped out of her pussy – before slowly pushing back in. M4A1 moaned into his ear and rocked her hips to meet his slow thrust, any prior discomfort she felt melting away in the face of the pleasure reverberating through her body. Even though his pace was slow and gentle it still brought M4A1 to new heights of previously-unknown pleasure, her voice growing hoarse as she let loose another hot moan; forcing her to swallow the saliva in her mouth lest her voice crack.
''Commander...'' M4A1 breathed, lovingly kissing his cheek. ''M... More...''
The T-Doll's whispered desire sent a shiver of arousal rushing up his spine. Without hesitation he complied, groaning into her lithe neck as he sped up – pumping his cock into her slick womanhood with smooth rolls of his hips. M4A1 gasped into his ear and held onto him tighter, utter pleasure flooding her expression as his cock plunged in and out her pussy, the slick sounds of their union sending erotic shivers through the both of them.
Fresh shudders shot through him as M4A1 boldly wrapped her lithe legs around his waist, interlocking her feet behind his back – stopping him from pulling out too far; and forcing him to thrust faster and shorter. He restrained a low groan as he did just that, his pelvis gently slapping against M4A1's as he repeatedly bottomed out inside her tight pussy, each swift thrust making his lover quiver or groan, her insides tightening further around his shaft as pleasured weaselled its way through her frame.
''Ah... yes... yes~'' M4A1 ran her hands down his back, blindly clutching onto his shirt. ''Commander... faster... faster, I want... I want to feel... everything...!''
The Commander groaned and replied by kissing her full on the lips, devouring her hot moans. He couldn't slow down even if he wanted to, his cocks twitching with burning-hot lust as he kept plunging himself into M4A1's pussy – the divine sensation sapping the breath from his lungs and draining him of his stamina, in turn making him instinctively plunge into her faster. Mercifully his faster thrusts only brought M4A1 pleasure, her moans becoming more loud and erotic as he pumped into her over and over again, her arousal coating his cock in a glistening sheen.
Movement made him glance down, eyeing up her plump breasts as they bounced up and down from his rapid plunges. In a heartbeat his right hand darted up, grabbing a greedy handful of her right breast and making M4A1 gasp, her back arching off the bed as pleasure sparkled in her dark eyes. He eagerly squeezed her breast more, her skin so soft and inviting he couldn't stop himself; going as far as rubbing her saliva-coated nipple with his thumb.
''Mn... Mm~!'' M4A1's held onto him tighter, her expression quivering as he plunged into her weeping pussy faster. ''Commander...! I... I can't...!''
The trembling voice she spoke in ignited a fire in him; a groan rumbling from his throat as he moved faster, pounding into M4A1's womanhood with rapid bucks of his hips; burying his throbbing cock deep inside her. He could feel her tightening up around his shaft, her insides quivering around his thrusting girth as she too neared her limit, both of them barely holding back as their mutual pleasure reached its apex.
''C... C-Command-!'' He silenced M4A1's gasp with a kiss, their lips meshing together – before M4A1 climaxed, screaming into his mouth as she spasmed and writhed beneath him; her pussy squeezing him ungodly tight.
The divine tightness coaxed out his own orgasm, his hips buckling as a fiery rush lanced down his cock – before he came, bucking his hips and shooting his load inside his lover with each buck of his hips. Spurt after spur shot inside her and M4A1 took it all, her scream melting into a moan of pure pleasure as he painted her insides white.
''Mmph...'' M4A1's lips popped off his, allowing her to breath again – panting heavily as she sucked in air. ''Ahh... s-so hot...''
The Commander smiled tightly at her cute mumble, kissing her lightly on the lips. M4A1 mewled and tried to kiss him back but both were too busy panting to drag it out for more than a second, their connected parts aflame with burning warmth.
Slowly as they came down from their mutual highs their lips met more frequently, gentle smacks filling the bedroom as they kissed. His hands roamed over her nearly-naked body from her ass to her breasts, feeling her up and gently teasing his newfound lover. M4A1 wasn't completely submissive however; gently rolling her hips against his and sending pleasurable jolts running through both of them, their moans muffled by their locked lips.
''Mm...'' M4A1 leaned back from their most recent kiss, panting. ''I love you, Commander...''
''I love you too.'' He kissed her lightly on the nose, making her blush a pretty scarlet hue – an equally pretty smile gracing her features as he plucked up the forgotten ring box, taking the silver marriage ring out and sliding it onto her finger. ''There... now, it's official...''
''Then... can we go again...?'' M4A1 tentatively asked, cute hope in her eyes.
The Commander replied by planting a gentle kiss on her lips, grasping her hips. With a gentle twist he rolled them over so she was on top, the new position making M4A1's cheeks darken with embarrassment. His cock had slipped out at some point and brushed against her thigh, enticing the T-Doll to demurely grasp his shaft, and line it up with her wet slit.
''I'll... I'll do my best.'' M4A1 nervously said, a tentative smile on her lips.
''Mm.'' He hummed softly, soothingly stroking her hips. ''Think of it as a... confidence booster.''
M4A1 spent a single second to shoot him an exasperated look; a look utterly ruined by the crimson hue on her cheeks. The second passed and she glanced down, biting her bottom lip with anticipation as she lined herself up with his girth – before lowering herself down, his cock prying her slick folds apart; before she swiftly dropped down his dick.
''Mm~!'' M4A1 threw her head back as she impaled herself – a rush of divine pleasure shooting through her pelvis.
The Commander bit back a groan of his own, grasping her curvy hips and holding on for support – intimately feeling her hot inner walls clench around his cock. M4A1 didn't move immediately, taking a long few seconds to adjust to the deep penetration before beginning to rock her hips a little, easing herself the rest of the way down his girth until their pelvises touched; a low moan escaping her at the pleasurable fullness.
Slowly M4A1 began to move, lifting her hips up a tiny bit and pushing herself back down – mewling hotly at the erotic movement. She repeated it several times, lifting herself further up his cock each time until she was sliding halfway up and down his cock; moans fluttering past her parted lips as she so willingly rode his cock. The pleasure was only made so much better by how sensitive he was from his prior climax, her hot inner walls squeezing his tingling shaft.
''Ah... ah~'' M4A1 moaned, laying her hands on his chest as she got more into it – her knees digging into the bed on either side of his waist.
He shuddered at the erotic sight, his gaze greedily roaming over her body. Her sleeveless top was still pushed up over her plump breasts, letting him watch her heavy breasts jiggle and bounce with her movements. Her pussy was completely unhidden from his gaze, her folds glistening with wet arousal as his cock speared up between her pussy lips over and over again, his cock fitting snugly inside her hot pussy.
A groan rumbled from his chest as M4A1 tightened around him, her face twisting with embarrassment. The Commander smiled tightly in response and slid his hands around to her ass, groping her pleasant rear and eliciting a cute whimper from his lover. The T-Doll leaned back and planted her arms behind herself instead; rolling her hips back and forth so fast it sucked the breath from his lungs, a low groan escaping him.
''Ahh... C-Commander... Commander~'' M4A1 panted; an embarrassed, loving smile on her hips as she rode his cock.
The Commander smiled back, sliding his hands off her ass and up her front, groping her breasts. M4A1 mewled and shifted forwards again, laying her hands over his own and intertwining their fingers, allowing her to lean forwards on them for support. Their eyes locked and M4A1 blushed a deep crimson yet she didn't break off the stare-off, a small happy smile on her lips as she continued to ride her future-husband's cock.
Growing bold he bucked his hips and plunged up into her tightening pussy – extracting a sharp gasp from M4A1 and making her hips buckle, her hands gripping his tighter. She rocked her hips back and forth with feverish intensity, moans spilling past her lips as she surrendered to her rising climax, their connected parts burning with such heat that their inevitable limits were rapidly approaching.
''I... I can't stop~'' M4A1 mewled out, her dark eyes screwing shut – her rolling hips only growing wilder and more passionate.
The Commander groaned wordlessly in response, a familiar fire swelling inside his shaft. He squeezed her hands and bucked his hips up again and again, thrusting his throbbing cock into her quivering pussy with mad desire – a desire that M4A1 matched, riding his cock as fast as her weakening hips would let her, the pleasure turning all her muscles to putty.
''M-Mm~! I-It's happen- A-Ah~!'' M4A1's words cut off into a sharp, resounding cry as her orgasm rushed through her body – her second climax hitting her full-force and making her drop all the way down his cock.
He couldn't contain the gasp that fled his lips as she coiled tight around his shaft, the divine tightness immediately pushing him over the limit – groaning as ropes of cum erupted from his cock and he came inside his future-wife for the second time. The sensation of him cumming inside only added the icing to M4A1's orgasm, her cry trailing off into a quivering whimper as she furiously rolled her hips, extracting as much pleasure as she could from their mutual orgasms.
Slowly their climaxes subsided and M4A1 came to a stop, panting heavily from her powerful orgasm. She lost the strength in her arms and legs and simply flopped down onto his chest, her head resting against his shoulder as both of them panted heavily – his arms tiredly wrapping around her back in a tender embrace, earning a soft hum from the T-Doll as she snuggled against him.
''Mm... Commander...'' M4A1 nuzzled him affectionately. ''Let's... do this lots more... please...''
With a smile the Commander kissed her on the cheek, giving her butt a light squeeze. ''As much as you like, M4.''
The future husband-and-wife would later spent much more time in the bedroom.
[END]
A/N: Cinnamon roll M4 is purest girl.