A/N: Another spontaneous fic, written in the same style as the Kirov fic, so it might have some slight differences to my usual works.

That said, enjoy~

A Trip Into Pleasure

''Haah... another box done...''

The Admiral's slow sigh fluttered tiredly through his small bedroom, a soft thud echoing as he plopped another cardboard box full of stuff onto the floor. Moving from his prior large dorm room in the command building to one of the spare dormitory rooms normally reserved for Ship-Girls was a sharp change, but since his original room needed some renovations he supposed he could deal with it for the time being. A smaller bedroom wouldn't do any real harm, after all.

Thankfully, he also had some assistants to help with the moving – of whom he was reminded of as they manoeuvred their way in through his bedroom door, grunting and whining in exertion as they hefted the large box between them. Fubuki and Shirayuki.

''Almost... there...!'' Fubuki gritted out.

Seeing that the Admiral came to their aid, smiling slightly as he helped hold the underside – sharing the weight between all three of them. With a groan of exertion they all carried it several more feet, until with a loud thud they set it down onto his temporary desk, making it buckle lightly from the sheer weight.

''Haah!'' Shirayuki exhaled, panting. ''What's in this thing?!''

''Paperwork.'' The Admiral dryly commented.

''Seriously?!'' Shirayuki shook her head in disbelief. ''Geez... that's way too much, you know?''

''Welcome to my world.'' The Admiral remarked, amused.

Giggling Fubuki left the room to go get some more boxes, leaving him alone with Shirayuki. The Destroyer waited around for a minute, catching her breath and helping him pop open the box of paperwork, a pitying look on her face as she pulled out one stack of neatly-folded documents after the other.

''You really have a lot of work to do, huh...'' The Destroyer murmured to herself, leaning down and placing it on the floor.

''Yeah, I... do...'' The Admiral's reply trailed off as he looked over at Shirayuki, his attention instantly going not to face, but lower.

Namely, at her sagging shirt – the material hanging forth a bit and giving him an arousing look down it, allowing him to see her cleavage. Small as her chest was the sight of it was enough to set off a spark of arousal within him, eyes intently tracing the slight lace trim her bra had.

''Hm?'' Shirayuki looked up at him. ''What is it?''

''O-Oh, nothing.'' The Admiral blushed, waving off her curious stare.

Quirking a brow at him Shirayuki departed to get another box of stuff to bring up, leaving the Admiral with the task of unpacking. He did so gladly, using the menial task to help distract him from the sight he'd just seen. Perhaps owing to his weeks of work he was admittedly quite pent-up, never having gotten any alone-time to work out the stress... and as such, getting a peek down Shirayuki's shirt was all it took to get his lust going.

The Admiral tried valiantly to banish the thought, telling himself he could 'address' his growing arousal later once the two girls were gone, but it did no good – as it meant all he was thinking about was the two girls in question, Shirayuki especially.

Soon though Fubuki returned, carrying with her a small square box with some books in it – depositing it by the door, smiling, and then going back to get another box. Shirayuki passed her by in the hallway, giggling cutely as they side-stepped one another and allowed the more demure Shirayuki to make her way down the hall, her footsteps getting closer.

''Admiral, where should I put thi- is?!''

He saw the accident coming. Shirayuki's foot hit the edge of the box that Fubuki had laid down, making her stumble forth, further upset by the heavy box she was carrying in her hands. Because of the weight it slipped out of her grasping fingers, tumbling off to the side just as he half-stood to catch her.

Then she crashed into him with a yelp, sending them both back onto the floor.

''Owie...'' Shirayuki whimpered, one hand coming down to rub her sore knee. ''Admiral, are you alright?''

''Yeah...'' The Admiral groaned.

It was then, as he stirred out of his daze, that he realised their precarious position. Both of his hands had landed on her ass when she felt, his palms perfectly cupping her small but perky rear. Her body, slim as it was, laid flush against his front and her arms partway around his neck, leaving their faces mere inches apart.

''Ah...'' Shirayuki also seemed to realise the position, going red in the face. ''S-Sorry!''

In her haste to get off the Destroyer leaned back – and caused her to press herself back against his crotch. His stiff, tented crotch.

''Eep!'' Shirayuki squeaked as she felt something hard poke her rear. ''Eh, is that...?''

The Admiral said nothing, his own cheeks turning red as the Destroyer 'caught' him. She looked back at him, cheeks afire and eyes wide with embarrassed alarm. She seemed uncertain of what to do, breath almost caught in her throat...

...before with a slow, methodical gulp, Shirayuki spoke. ''...did... did I do this, Admiral?''

The Admiral couldn't lie to her. ''...maybe?''

The words only made Shirayuki's cheeks burn darker. ''T-Then...''

Surprise filled him as she slid a hand down, grasping the waistband of his white pants. ''...s-should I... fix it...?''

The Admiral was silent, cheeks burning and mouth doing a remarkable imitation of a goldfish, bobbing open-and-closed repeatedly as he tried to find the words. He wanted to deny her, to tell her no, that it was just a funny accident and they should continue on with what they were doing. But his prior lust had eaten away at such resolve, the very idea of Shirayuki doing something lewd further worsening his resistance.

Until finally he regained his voice, and spoke his true desire. ''...if you want to.''

Shirayuki swallowed slowly, nodding. She crawled off of his lap and grasped the waistband of his pants with both hands, undoing his belt with only minor difficulty and loosening it. Then she unbuttoned his pants and undid the zip beneath it, allowing her to pull them down a little bit, exposing his boxers to her.

The bulge was more pronounced, heightening Shirayuki's embarrassment – but with shy devotion the Destroyer took things further, pushing the front button through the hole and unbuttoning his boxers. Nigh-instantly his cock sprung out, hitting her hand and eliciting a squeak from her, alarmed.

''Wow...'' The Destroyer whispered, more to herself than him, admittedly.

Shirayuki stared at his half-erect cock for a few seconds, dazed – when he murmured her name. The sound alone was enough to jolt her back into action, her cheeks burning and a soft apology fleeing her lips. Not a second later her slim, delicate fingers curled around his shaft, squeezing it gently and coaxing a tight groan out of the Admiral's throat, the gentle rush of pleasure that weaselled through him melting his mind.

Blushing furiously at the sound Shirayuki began to stroke his cock, her hand sliding up to the tip before easing back down again. Her hand-job was equal parts gentle and unintentionally erotic, her shy expression and healthy blush making her seem that bit more cute in his eyes.

''Y-You're doing good...'' The Admiral decided to encourage her; breathing the soft words out.

Flashing him a demure smile the Destroyer thanked him, her hand moving more confidently. Her thumb slid along his girth as she moved her hand, going from base to tip with repeated twists of her wrist, gradually picking up speed up her strokes evolved into more passionate jerks, getting him off with her gentle hand.

Shutting his eyes the Admiral could only groan, hands by his side as he endured the pleasurable hand-job. Her body felt warm against his legs, sprawled across them – and as such he noticed when she shifted a little further back. He didn't open his eyes yet however, just savouring the warmth of her hand.

Until a wet tongue then suddenly stroked the tip of his cock. ''Mm?!''

His eyes opened, locking onto the face of Shirayuki. The Destroyer blushed deeply but tentatively licked the tip of his cock regardless, her tongue wet and warm. Just feeling it against his cock was blissful in its own right, but combined with the hand still jerking his cock and it was downright heavenly, a soft groan bubbling back out of his throat once more. Emboldened by the sound Shirayuki kept licking, her tongue getting bolder. It stroked along the tip and then down the side, tracing a slow semi-circle around his tip before she kissed the tip, her hot breath leaving his shaft tingling. She kissed her way back down it, pressing her lips deeply against his cock in a wet smooch, only making it feel that bit better for him.

Then her lips parted, her breath graced his cock – and she took the tip into her mouth. The Admiral couldn't hope to contain his moan of pleasure, a rush of warmth lancing down his rock-hard cock as the Destroyer sucked away on the head of it. Her lips were flushed against it, cradling his tip between them even as her hand moved ever so fast along his girth, the double stimulation wearing away at him rapidly.

Then just as a pressure within his girth began to build, a needy want forming within – Fubuki chose that moment to return, walking around the doorway and catching them in the act.

''A-Admiral?!'' Fubuki squeaked in surprise, dropping the box of books in her hands. ''W-W-What are you t-two doing?!''

''Ah, Fubuki, we um-!'' Shirayuki's lips left his cock as she leaned back, gazing back at her sister-ship with a dark blush.

Fubuki said nothing, just gazing at shock at them... before her gaze was inevitably drawn to his wet, erect cock, Shirayuki's saliva still glistening along the tip and with some bits even dribbling down his shaft. She swallowed, face akin to a tomato, her gut twisting nervously at the thought of what her sister-ship was doing with him.

Until finally she swallowed, fidgeting. ''...w-why were you...?''

''T-The Admiral got excited, I-I accidentally... flashed him a little...'' Shirayuki mumbled, tugging on her shirt – perhaps only then realising what must've happened in the first place.

Fubuki absorbed this information silently, squirming where she stood... before she stepped into the room, and shut the door behind her. Both the Admiral and Shirayuki were confused by this, still sort of alarmed at being caught in the act. As such they were doubly surprised when Fubuki got down on her knees next to them.

''...I'll help too then.'' The Destroyer demurely volunteered. ''I can't let you do this on your own, Shirayuki.''

''Fubuki...'' The more demure Shirayuki brightened.

A groan from the Admiral however drew both of their gazes, fresh blushes colouring their cheeks as they found him still hard and eager to continue. As one the two sister-ships shared a look... and then promptly laid down on either side of him, warm breath teasing his exposed cock. Lips found it a second later and both Shirayuki and Fubuki kissed the tip at the same time, their lips smooching it and making him moan.

Both girls weren't super experienced, but together they made up for it. Shirayuki came in from the right, her lips grazing up the wet tip and kissing as she went, partially engulfing the tip with her lips. Not to be outdone Fubuki joined in, her lips sliding up his tip before meeting Shirayuki's – eliciting a mutual whimper from both sisters as they kissed for his pleasure, his cock trapped between their wet, hot mouths.

The Admiral groaned. ''G-Girls...''

In response Fubuki extended her tongue, sliding it along his cock before finding Shirayuki's – and together the two sisters began to tongue-wrestle with his cock caught between them. It was wet, it was hot, and it drove him mad; a lustful moan escaping him as her felt their wet appendages slip and slide over the head of his cock with lewd passion.

''Mn... mya...'' Shirayuki mewled into her sister's mouth, leaning back. ''Fubuki... that's lewd...''

Fubuki just gave her a slight smile, poking the tip of his cock with a curious finger. Shyly Shirayuki replied by grasping the base of his shaft, tugging his dick slightly towards her – and allowing the Destroyer to engulf the whole head of his cock with her mouth, sucking on it. The sudden feeling earned a tight moan from the Admiral's throat, pleasure reverberating down his cock and leaving his mind temporarily fried from the pleasure.

Not to be outdone Fubuki went lower, kissing and licking the side of his girth, peppering it with kisses too. Between the two sisters the Admiral found himself melting, his cock throbbing and pulsating against their wet tongues and hot lips, each kiss and lick leaving a trail of electrified bliss.

''Girls, I'm...'' He gritted out in warning, throbbing within Shirayuki's wet mouth.

In response the Destroyer leaned back; enough that Fubuki could take her spot right next to her and suck on the tip too, both of them kindly sharing his cock between them. Just seeing it was lewd enough, but having both girls look him in the eye as they simultaneously gave him head was a new thing entirely.

''Hah, girls, I'm...!'' He couldn't take it anymore. ''Mn!''

Ropes of cum erupted from his cock, splattering between Fubuki and Shirayuki's lips in thick quantities. They jerked in surprise, embarrassment flooding their cheeks as his milky-white load spurted from between their joined lips and made them sticky, some of it landing on their chins or cheeks while more of it went between their lips, getting in their mouths and making them mewl with embarrassment.

Fubuki helped him ride out his orgasm, boldly leaning in and taking the whole tip into her mouth, sucking and coaxing out more of his cum load. Only when he had no more to give did she stop, exhaling a hot breath across his cock as her lips left.

''Hah... haah...'' Fubuki panted, wiping her lips dry. ''Bleh... it's really bitter...''

''Mm...'' Shirayuki licked away the cum on her lips or wiped it off with her arm, cleaning her face up. ''Did... did it feel good, Admiral?''

''Very.'' He groaned deeply, his cock still buzzing with pleasure.

The two girls blushed and smiled shyly, pleased that they could help him out... when they both looked at his cock, and noticed he was still as rock-hard as before.

''E-Eh? Isn't he supposed to go soft...?'' Shirayuki whispered to her sister-ship.

Fubuki blushed deeply. ''I-I think so... maybe he isn't satisfied yet...?''

From so close their whispers were hardly subtle, something he pointed out. ''I can still go a few more rounds.''

Fubuki and Shirayuki blushed furiously, looking between themselves and then at him. Until Shirayuki then swallowed, and shuffled forwards slightly.

''Then... w-would you like to do more... Admiral?'' The way she tugged on her skirt made it clear what 'more' implied.

If their mouths weren't enough to satisfy him, then perhaps they could try something else, after all.

With hot cheeks of his own the Admiral nodded. ''Both of you take off your underwear.''

He phrased it like an order, mostly to help quell their embarrassment. It worked somewhat, their cheeks afire but both Destroyers obeyed regardless – Fubuki sitting on her rear and tugging her white polka-dot panties up her thighs whilst Shirayuki sat up on her knees and pulled them down, her skirt hiding the plain white underwear until they reached her knees, allowing her to pull them off without flashing him. Fubuki didn't have that luxury, giving him a peek at her slit before she demurely covered herself with one hand. Not that there was much need in modesty given what they were about to do.

''W-Who goes first?'' Fubuki asked shyly.

''Shirayuki.'' The Admiral decided after only a few moments.

Squeaking in surprise the Destroyer stayed still, shocked for a good few seconds until Fubuki gave her a slight nudge with an elbow. With steam nearly coming out of her ears Shirayuki climbed onto his lap, her soft butt pressing against his thighs – made all the more apparent when he shoved his pants down to his knees, allowing him to feel their flesh touching.

''Lift your skirts.'' He murmured to both of them.

Demurely they both obeyed, two hands grasping their skirts and lifting the fronts up, showing him their pussies. The sight was a decidedly arousing one, but he hadn't asked them to do that just so he could get a look. Instead he grasped his cock with his right hand and lined himself up with Shirayuki's entrance, the tip sliding along her puffy folds several times and making her whimper in embarrassed arousal, a slight wetness betraying her own want.

His other hand went between Fubuki's own thighs, cupping her pussy and stroking it – relishing the soft whine he coaxed out of her throat. He rubbed her off slowly, drawing circles on folds and teasing her entrance with his middle finger – but didn't push any fingers in. Instead he groped her thigh, tugging her closer. Slightly confused Fubuki obliged, shifting closer – and then promptly squeaked when he laid back and pulled her leg closer, finally realising what he was wanting. With burning cheeks she obeyed, swinging one leg over his and straddling his face.

At the same time he rubbed the tip of his cock against Shirayuki's pussy, sliding it along her slit repeatedly until the Destroyer whimpered in arousal, rocking her hips to meet his cock and all but grinding herself upon him. Shivering in arousal he finally grabbed her hip, steadying her and guiding the tip into the right place – before pulling her down.

''A-Ah!'' Shirayuki let out a short cry of surprise as he entered her, his cock pushing into her folds.

Beneath her the Admiral let out a low, deep moan – intimately feeling the searing-hot flesh that clenched around his cock, squeezing him tight. She felt incredibly, her insides gripping his length as he pulled her down more and more, inserting himself into her bit by bit until nearly his full length was stuffed into her, throbbing and twitching within her slick pussy.

''Ohh...'' Shirayuki let out a softer moan, shivering as the initial shock of it wore off. ''Mn... y-you feel so huge in me...''

Smiling tightly the Admiral lifted his hips up, gently thrusting into her. Shirayuki moaned shyly and laid her hand on his chest, lifting her hips up slightly before pushing them back down, impaling herself upon his erect cock – the mere movement making her clench like a vice around him. The sensation sent pleasurable shudders through him, and with a groan of lust the Admiral grabbed Fubuki's hips, pulling her down. The Destroyer squealed as his tongue lashed at her folds, stroking up them in a single wet lick before another swiftly followed, teasing her pussy with hungry desire.

''A-Ah, Admiral, that-!'' Fubuki gasped out, putting her hands on his chest too – moaning when his tongue teased her clit.

The Admiral didn't reply; a groan bubbling out of his throat instead as Shirayuki began to work her hips more, a cute moan fleeing her as she managed to take more of him inside her. The searing warmth smothering his cock felt heavenly, enticing him to hump his hips up and gently encourage her to move more, to which Shirayuki did so with a moan of embarrassed want.

He didn't ignore Fubuki either, however. With both hands on her hips he kept her down against his face, his tongue stroking her slit avidly until he slipped his hands up, groping her ass and laying his thumbs on her folds, spreading her open for him. His tongue swiftly buried itself inside of her sex, squirming around her slick inner walls and making the Destroyer squeal his name, clutching onto his shirt for support.

''A-Admiral!'' Fubuki cried out in pleasure.

''Mn!'' He replied by thrusting his hips up, in turn coaxing out a cry of pleasure from Shirayuki.

The demure Destroyer was quick to pay him back however, smacking her hips down with more force than before. His cock slid in all the way, hitting her deepest parts and eliciting a mutual moan of bliss from the both of them, the wave of buzzing pleasure that coursed through them enticing Shirayuki to bounce on his cock more confidently; reassured that it wouldn't feel painful.

The slapping of flesh began to resonate as Shirayuki got more into it, his cock scraping at her inner walls and rubbing all of her sweet spots with each subsequent bounce. The Destroyer worked her hips as fast as she physically could, going as far as rolling them back-and-forth to get some extra friction out, her fleshy inner walls conforming to the shape of his cock with every clench of her muscles.

Fubuki wasn't idle either. Whimpering and gasping as she rocked her hips a little too, tempting the Admiral to grab her ass in a firmer grip, holding her still as he tongue-fucked her. In response the Destroyer put her right hand to work, mewling to herself as she feverishly rubbed her clit, adding to her pleasure.

''Mn, ah~!'' The Destroyer mewled out, her skirt tickling his collarbone as it ruffled back-and-forth.

Growing a touch bold the Admiral suddenly spiced things up, pulling his tongue out of her pussy – and then plunging two of his fingers inside her sex. Instantly the Destroyer cried out, buckling as his digits wormed around her tight inside and pressed back against her clenching hotness, her inner walls desperately trying to clench around his fingers to no avail.

His attention however went south as a bolt of warmth shot down his sensitive cock, eliciting a moan from the Admiral's throat. He bucked his hips up, slapping his pelvis against Shirayuki's – feeling her tighten around his girth in response, embracing his shaft and gripping it. He couldn't hold on much longer.

''Hah, Mn...!'' He yanked his fingers out of Fubuki and buried his tongue back inside instead, relishing the squeal that escaped her as he tongue-fucked her quivering insides.

''A-Ah! Admiral!'' She cried out, furiously rubbing her clit.

Until finally he gave her ass a rough squeeze, his tongue stroking a sensitive spot inside her – and she came undone. With a squeal of absolute pleasure the Destroyer arched her back, her hips buckling as she squirted around his lashing tongue.

''M-Myaah~!'' Fubuki hunched forwards, holding onto his jawline with both hands.

Groaning the Admiral roughly pushed and plunged his tongue around her quivering, clenching insides – thrusting his hips up at the same time and smacking his cock inside Shirayuki's tight hole, her insides quivering and clenching with each rasping exhale. She war near her end he could tell and his own was getting close, each subsequent smack of their colliding bodies pushing him closer to it.

''A-Ah, Admiral, Admiral!'' Shirayuki cutely cried out, her hips buckling and shaking. ''I'm... I-I can't- AH!''

With a cute, shrill cry Shirayuki pushed herself all the way down his throbbing cock, and orgasmed. Squirts of honey escaped around his girth as her pussy squeezed tight, the immense pressure immediately pushing him over the edge and making him empty his balls inside of her womanhood, spurt after spurt of cum filling her womb and undoubtedly knocking her up in the process.

''Mm! Ah! Ah!'' Desperately Shirayuki kept slapping herself down, each jerk less coordinated than the last as she rode out her orgasm-

-until finally she jerked to a stop, moaning. ''A-Ahh...''

The Admiral shuddered in silent agreement, throbbing within her cum-filled pussy as she still squeezed him tight, coaxing out the last of his orgasm. Above him Fubuki climbed off of his face and flopped limply down onto the ground, whilst Shirayuki joined her sister a second later, moaning as her pussy was left empty.

Panting the Admiral sat upright, wiping his chin clean of honey and looking down at the two shuddering Destroyers. Fubuki's skirt was bundled up around her waist, giving him a good look at her shapely rear and slick inner-thighs, whilst Shirayuki was laid flat on her back, her legs limply laying apart and hiding nothing from his lustful gaze.

''Hah... Fubuki...'' He breathed, grasping his cock.

The brunette Destroyer moaned dazedly as he grabbed her hip, lifting her up onto her knees. They trembled beneath her but she remained upright regardless, panting as she looked over her shoulder at him. Flashing her an aroused smile in return the Admiral moved her over more until she was kneeling over Shirayuki, the two sister-ships blushing as they realised their position; Fubuki on all fours above her shyer sister.

''Um, Admiral, this position is- eek!'' Fubuki squeaked as his cock touched her folds, spreading them. ''W-Wait, I'm still sensit- ive~!''

Fubuki squealed as he bucked his hips, plunging himself deep into her pussy on the first thrust. Tight wet flesh pressed down on his girth with smothering intensity in a heartbeat, extracting a deep, lustful groan from the Admiral's throat – both of his hands grabbing her hips and pulling her towards him, squeezing the last few inches of his dick inside of her. Fubuki quivered at the fullness, a dumb moan tumbling out of her mouth as he left her so stuffed she briefly had to reboot her mind.

She barely had time to do that before he pulled halfway back out, his cock scraping her inner walls before he plunged himself back into her with a rough buck of his hips. Crying out in pleasure Fubuki buckled, hands clenching into fists as he began to fuck her in earnest, one thrust after another burying himself balls-deep inside of Fubuki, her insides squeezing him tight even as he pistoned back-and-forth, filling her up with every thrust.

''Ah~?!'' Fubuki let out a sudden squeal when a pair of slim hands went up her shirt, pushing her bra up. ''S-Shirayuki?!''

The aforementioned Destroyer just smiled shyly, cupping Fubuki's breasts and squeezing them; coaxing out a low moan from Fubuki's throat. Her boobs jiggled from the force of his thrusts, her plush rear also jiggling slightly with each hard thrust – his pelvis smacking against her rear repeatedly. Whimpering from the double-teaming Fubuki leaned her head down, panting as she took it from behind, when her eyes found Shirayuki's lips, and she went for them.

Shirayuki's surprised moan was summarily muted as both sisters meshed their lips together; their sealed lips muting their mutual moans. Seeing such an arousing sight the Admiral couldn't hold himself back any longer, puffing out hot breaths as he pounded Fubuki unreservedly, the clapping of raw flesh loud and the clenching of slick flesh becoming ever-tighter. It was addictive, soon tempting the Admiral to lean back and look down at Fubuki's ass, watching it jiggle faintly each time he smacked himself inside of her.

''Crap...'' The Admiral groaned, yanking Fubuki's hips back more – slamming into her that bit faster.

Perhaps owing to both their recent orgasms neither were going to last long; his cock throbbing and pulsing within her quivering, tightening pussy. The knowledge that he wasn't going to last long only hastened his end, thrusting himself into her heat with desperate, ravenous passion, the symphony of clapping flesh slowing down and speeding up at erratic intervals as he pushed his stamina to the limit.

Fubuki cried out in response, the sound somewhat muted by the lips meshing with her own as Shirayuki kissed and groped her, endlessly fondling her small but perky breasts. Between the Destroyer beneath her and the Admiral behind her she wasn't going to last long, the heat within her womanhood rising and the tightly-coiled spring in her pelvis straining, the pressure too much – until finally she came undone.

''A-Admiral~!'' Fubuki wailed in pleasure.

It proved to be his only warning before he felt wet, searing flesh constrict his cock like a vice, the sudden tightness making the friction so much more intense – and with a deep, lustful moan the Admiral buried his cock inside Fubuki and came, unloading thick ropes of cum that splattered inside of her and pumped her womb full, undoubtedly knocking her up. Still he tried to move, his hips jerking back-and-forth and smearing his seed inside of her, prolonging their powerful climaxes.

Until with a jerk of his hips he pulled out, groaning as he shot a final few spurts onto Fubuki's perky ass. The sudden lack of dick inside of her left Fubuki mewling, her arms giving out as she fell atop of Shirayuki, both girls panting and shuddering as they looked back up at him.

''Admiral...'' They mumbled in unison, noticing how hard his cock still was.

The Admiral responded by stroking his cock. ''Let's see who can last the longest, this time.''

A thrust, a squeal – and the day continued with the wet smacking of flesh.

Both Destroyers would later leave his room with a limp, much to the interest of Aoba.

[END]