Here it is, the long-awaited Murmansk fluff I've been mulling over for a while now. Some of y'all might remember Kon Kon~ Pyon Pyon~ which I wrote after going bonkers at work. It's still kind of fluffy in a way, if you catch my drift.
It was that time of the year again at Azur Lane. Snow was lightly falling on the base, coating the buildings in a fine layer of white softness. Fortunately, it wasn't too cold yet and all the buildings had properly working heaters for this type of weather.
"Hey, Commander!"
"Ah, Murmansk. How ar- oof!"
The Commander had been on his way to his office when someone warm and fluffy suddenly jumped him from behind in the hallway. The light cruiser Murmansk, also known as Milwaukee, had once again caught him in a hug. He didn't really mind; there were many other shipgirls at Azur Lane who were far more excitable and, dare he say, much more aggressive.
Murmansk giggled lightly as she released him from her embrace. "Hmm hmm, there's your morning hug for the day. Now you can work more efficiently."
The Commander didn't have the heart to tell that wasn't how things usually worked, especially when he turned around and looked into her eyes. Unlike other kansen who had heterochromia, Murmansk's was a bit more subtle in comparison, her left eye being indigo and her right eye being a lighter lavender. It certainly added to her already cute charm. Also, it turns out she was correct in a way; he was always left in a good mood whenever she was around to chat with, which actually did make his workload easier to deal with. It was far more difficult to do things when one was upset, after all.
"Thank you, Murmansk." The Commander continued walking as his companion for the moment cheerily bounded next to him. "As I was saying, how are you today?"
The shorter woman went ahead of him and turned around to face him, momentarily walking backwards with her hands behind her back while leaning slightly forwards. "Oh, I'm doing well, sir. I slept well and woke up nice and refreshed. I even had a hearty breakfast with Omaha and the others."
"That's good to know," he said. "Family is always important, and your sisters certainly missed you while you were up North."
Without missing a step, Murmansk pirouetted to face ahead. "Hehe, yep. I don't regret helping our new allies back then, but I admit I did get lonely sometimes." Then she looked over her shoulder with that familiar warm smile. "Now, we're all friends thanks to your efforts as our Commander."
He waved it off with a chuckle. "I can't take all the credit, it was up to you ladies to actually try getting to know each other. I just give out the orders."
The Commander had to stop in his tracks as Murmansk once again turned around and booped him on the nose with a dainty finger. "Yet you don't just give out orders. You actually took the time to talk with us and know about us. I think that counts for something, right?"
He smiled in return as he returned the affectionate gesture, the light cruiser scrunching her nose up cutely from the contact of his own finger. "Hmm, I guess you're right. Still, I couldn't have done it without help from all of you. Anyway, I've got work to do. See you later?"
"Mhmm, of course. Have a good day, Commander~"
The Commander waved back as she trotted off to somewhere else. He chuckled to himself as he continued to his office, feeling good about this day.
As he approached his office door, his secretary for the day was also walking from the opposite direction.
"Heya, Commander," greeted California. "I can see you're all smiles and sunshine. Today's gonna be a good day, yeah?"
"Oh, I would hope so. It helps that you're always cheery too."
The tanned battleship giggled, momentarily removing her hat to run a hand through her blonde hair. "Well, someone's gotta keep Tennessee from being gloomy all the time, ya know? C'mon, let's get started then. You know what they say, work hard, play harder."
"Of course." The Commander fiddled with his keys before unlocking the door. "All work and no play makes Cali a dull girl, am I right?"
"Well, duh, I can't be fighting all the time," California responded. "Even I can get worn out. Besides, once we're done here, you get to hang out with Milwaukee." That last part was said with a teasing tone and waggling eyebrows, which didn't go unnoticed by the Commander.
"Yeah, she's a great companion." He blushed slightly and cleared his throat before opening the door. "Ladies first."
"Thanks, Commander."
Hours passed as the two worked diligently on paperwork and other tedious office-related things. The Commander had to pause several times to work out the cricks in his neck and crack his knuckles due to the menial tasks. California had stood up many times to stretch her limbs out and even started bouncing a bit in place. Considering how energetic the battleship usually was, he couldn't really fault her and saw no reason to get her to stay still.
"Almost done, California. Just give it," he paused to look at his watch, "about thirty more minutes and you're free."
"Mmhmm." The blonde gave a thumbs up as she sat back down at the secretary desk.
Knock, knock.
"Oh, I'll get that, sir." California stood back up and went to open the door.
The visitor was none other than Murmansk. "Cali, nice to see you again! Is Commander still in?"
The taller woman swept the other into a hug. "Oh, Milly! It's nice to see you too. Yeah, he's here. Come in, come in."
The Commander watched the two shipgirls as they chatted amicably about catching up, despite the fact that he saw them hanging out a little over 30 hours ago. He couldn't help but smile at them.
I guess that's just how they are, he mused to himself.
"Anyway, Commander." Murmansk came to stop in front of his desk as she placed a couple items on it. "Here, I brought you a drink and a tangerine. I thought you could use some refreshments, being cooped up in here and all that."
"Thank you, Murmansk," he replied with gratitude. It was cute how she perched the little round fruit on top of the just as fruity canned drink. He gently picked up the can so as not to send the tangerine tumbling. "You really didn't have to."
He was reminded of a similar incident years ago at the academy. One of his seniors walked up to the desk he was studying on, and handed him a soda can before placing an orange on top of it. A moment of silence passed before he spoke up.
"Heh. Orange you glad I gave you a soda?"
"Get the hell out."
Back in the present, the Commander was fortunate that Murmansk didn't have any terrible puns for him. He was on good terms with that particular upperclassman, but he was not looking forward to a class reunion. Those puns were awful.
"It's no problem. I love helping people," the cruiser responded with a wave of her hand.
"Yep, she was always like this." California pat the shorter girl on her hat-covered head before going back to her desk. "We got like thirty more minutes or so before we're done. You wanna hang around and wait?"
Murmansk looked at the Commander expectantly. "Mm, if it's no problem~"
"Sure, I don't mind," he answered, motioning towards the guest sofa and coffee table. He had already popped open the drink for a quick sip. "Make yourself at home."
"As always~" The cheery girl skipped over and took a seat, humming a soft tune, much to the other two's delight.
The office was filled with the ambient sound of scribbling pens and shuffling papers along with the humming. Both the Commander and California even joined in a bit, making Murmansk's smile even brighter.
Eventually, their work came to an end. With a combined sigh of relief, the two finally put their pens down before neatly arranging the various papers.
"Gaah~" California stretched her arms high above her head and stood up. "Dang, that felt good."
"Well, looks like we're done for the day." The Commander looked at his watch and saw that they finished with a little over ten minutes left. "You're free to go if you want, Cali."
"Really? Gee, thanks, Commander. I've got some more time to get ready for drinks with my sister later on. We're gonna hang out with some of the Sardegna girls." The blonde battleship waved back as she made for the exit. "See you next time, Commander. Catch ya later, Milly."
"Thanks for your help."
"Have a nice day~"
That left only the Commander and Murmansk in his office. The former started peeling the tangerine, careful not to make a mess or squirt some of its juices on the papers. The latter watched him with her chin resting in her hands, still humming lightly.
Noticing this, he wordlessly made his way to sit next her and handed her a tangerine piece. She graciously accepted and the two nibbled quietly on their snack.
At one point, Murmansk removed her hat to better lean her head on the Commander's shoulder. He had already gotten used to her warm gestures and simply leaned into her touch as well, enjoying the calm silence as they chewed softly.
The light cruiser spoke after several minutes. "Hmm, Commander. Do you want to go outside with me for a bit?"
He didn't even need to think about a reply. "Of course. What do you have in mind?"
"Hehe, that's a secret for now." Murmansk put her hat back on and stood up before offering her hand to him. "Shall we?"
The Commander smiled and let her help him up.
"Mm, your hand is so nice and warm."
His cheeks flushed slightly at the comment, and it wasn't just from the pleasant contact. "Thanks. Let me grab my coat real quick, okay?"
"Sure, don't keep a girl waiting~"
The two stepped out of the building and the Commander was suddenly hit by the sudden shift in temperature. It wasn't as bad as the time he spent during the Northern Overture operation, but he still shivered a bit as he pulled his coat in tighter.
Murmansk, on the other hand, barely noticed since she had gotten used to the cold. She simply rubbed her hands together before taking one of the Commander's own.
"This way, Commander," she said as she lead him along.
The pair walked off towards some nearby trees, their feet crunching on the snow. The Commander couldn't help but notice how soft and warm her hand was, prompting him to instinctively squeeze her hand. Murmansk glanced back and also gave a firm squeeze in return, once more humming to herself.
They soon reached a small clearing before coming to stop. Reluctantly, the Commander let her hand go as she reached into her coat pockets for something. She pulled out a small bag of berries and opened it, pouring a small amount in her palm.
"I wonder if my little friend is here." Murmansk crouched low and held her hand out. "Kon kon~"
The Commander looked at her inquisitively. She looked back and explained. "It's how the Sakura girls call out to foxes."
He chuckled to himself. "Do you think that works for Akagi and Kaga too?"
Letting out a mock gasp, Murmansk lightly smacked his leg. "Commander, you can't call them out like that."
"I'm kidding, haha."
The two laughed a bit before the sound of shrubbery moving could be heard. Eventually, a small regular fox poked its head out, seeing a familiar face along with a stranger. Slowly, it made its way over to Murmansk who was holding out the berries for it.
"There, there. It's all right. This is my Commander, he won't bite."
The fox seemed to sense no hostile intent from him, so it went up to Murmansk's hand before nibbling on the berries.
"Wow, where did he, or she, come from?" The Commander had slowly crouched down as well, admiring the small fluffy creature.
"It's a he, and I just found him one day while playing hide and seek with little Parzival." Murmansk cooed as she gently pet the fox's tail with her other hand. "Would you like to feed him too?"
"I, uh, sure." At her instruction, he took some berries from the bag and mimicked her movements. The fox was a bit more wary of him, but the animal relented after some gentle prodding from Murmansk.
The Commander couldn't help but smile as he watched the fluffy thing eat the berries from his palm. "Is he alone?"
Murmansk shook her head. "There are others but I think they're a little shy. They probably came from the mainland because I haven't seen them before. This little one seems a bit braver, though."
The fox gradually had his fill and rubbed his head against the Commander's hand, prompting him to gently pet it. He then did the same with Murmansk before he scurried back to where he came from.
"Bye, run along now, little friend~"
The two of them remained crouching as they watched the furry critter depart, content that they got to experience something so wholesome together.
"You know, Murmansk," the Commander started, prompting the cruiser to face him, "that was really nice of you to show me, so thank you."
"It's no problem, Commander," she responded. "In fact, I should be thanking you. You gave us this opportunity to be able to experience things like nature and friendship, things we wouldn't have been able to do if we all weren't united."
Murmansk drew closer to him, their faces almost touching. "And, umm, it's a bit selfish of me, but I'm really glad I got to spend time alone with you." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "So really, thank you for always chatting with me."
The Commander could only nod in response, his emotions running wild as he tried to keep his cool. He certainly had feelings for Murmansk for a while now, but he wasn't sure if she felt the same. There was only one way to find out.
"Look, I, uhh." He gulped as he stared into her eyes. "I really like you, Murmansk, so I was wond-"
He was cut off suddenly as the cute cruiser leaned in and planted a chaste kiss on his lips. It was brief yet so wonderful, tempting him to close the distance once more for another.
"Mmph, ah, sorry," said Murmansk after breaking away for air. "I like you too."
She gently put a hand on his shoulder to hold him back for a while, all too eager to seek the warmth of her lips again.
"That's, hah, that's good to hear." The Commander gently grabbed both her hands in his, caressing her soft skin with his fingers. He then brought them to his lips, smooching her knuckles and fingers. "Do you want to go out sometime?"
Murmansk giggled prettily at the sensation before answering. "Of course I do, silly. We've already been sort of going out before so this time isn't very different, right?"
Then a mischievous smirk graced her features before playfully tackling him into the snow. "Besides, I still owe you for all those times you kept touching my tails without permission."
The Commander wriggled under her body, although he was in no hurry to escape from her warmth. Their bodies were practically flush with each other, much to his enjoyment. "I can't help it, they're so fluffy."
Then with a surprising amount of strength, he was able to flip them over. Murmansk squealed in surprise as they rolled around in the snow a bit, both playfully trying to be the one on top. Eventually, they came to stop with her underneath his larger frame.
"You really are such an angel," the Commander breathed out huskily.
Murmansk blushed as she wiggled her hands free from his loose grip. Her hat had fallen off somewhere during their tussle, but she paid it no mind for now. She booped him on the nose before laying her arms flat to her sides.
"Yes, but I'm your angel," she said with a giggle as she moved her arms and legs in a familiar motion, undoubtedly making a snow angel imprint on the snow beneath her. It didn't come out as well as she wanted due to their earlier rolling but it was the thought that counted.
The Commander laughed with her and was about to lean in for another kiss-
-before a snowball chucked him in the head.
"Oof!" It didn't hurt but it still startled him enough to get him tumbling off of his partner. "What the? Who-"
Another snowball hit his chest this time.
"The Commander is canoodling with our sister!" Omaha cried out, followed by Raleigh and Richmond as they pelted him with more snowballs.
"Pervert!" Raleigh shouted.
"I'm sorry, she made me do this!" Richmond punctuated with another snowball.
"Wait, pfff, stop!" The Commander raised his hands up but the onslaught was too much. "Murmansk, a little help?"
His answer came in the form of loud laughter, the slightly disheveled shipgirl sitting in the snow as she watched her older sister and younger sisters hit their Commander with a barrage.
"Hey, no bullying the Commander!"
The three attackers were suddenly under fire from the other direction, the Commander's reinforcements arriving in the form of Marblehead leading Concord and Memphis in a counterattack.
"Et tu, Marblehead?" Omaha took a snowball in the forehead, sending her flying back.
"I think our sister can choose who to canoodle," said Concord.
"Commander is a good person, if a bit aggravating sometimes." Memphis tossed her snowballs before failing to dodge a return barrage to her face. "Oomph!"
The Commander could only watch dumbfounded as the Omaha-class sisters were starting a war with each other. He looked over to Murmansk who was still laughing, causing him to join in with her.
She went up to him and helped him to his feet, handing him a snowball. "C'mon, we can't let them have all the fun. We outnumber them so can win this easy. Ура!"
Murmansk charged in with her sisters, the Commander shaking his head with a smile before following suit. He hadn't expected his day to take this sort of turn but when life gives you snow, you make snowballs and throw them at friends.
After a while, the sisters decided to call it quits and settled on a truce by making snowmen. It was certainly a nice way to pass the time and relax after throwing so many snowballs at each other.
There was some light teasing here and there about Murmansk and the Commander, but they didn't mind too much. They simply enjoyed working together on their own snowman, their touches lingering just a bit longer as their hands brushed past each other.
Two days had passed since their little snow date. Things around the base were still fairly normal, although word was certainly quick to get around.
Most were happy, others were jealous. At least no one got too worked up about the new relationship, otherwise they'd have to answer to their respective flagships.
The Commander had just about finished for the day before someone knocked on his office door. Opening it revealed Kirov on the other side.
"Ah, tovarisch," greeted the cruiser. She had a cup of her special blend coffee in hand, which meant she probably came from the cafeteria or her dorm. "Murmansk asked for you to visit her once you're free."
"Hmm, perfect timing. I actually just finished with some work." He looked around the hallway a bit. "Although, I'm curious why she didn't visit today."
Kirov chuckled before taking a sip of her beverage. "Commander, I assume she has a surprise, so I would hurry along if I were you."
"I see. I guess I'll get going now."
"Heh, good luck~"
With that, Kirov departed to who knows where as the Commander walked in the direction of the Northern Parliament dorms. It didn't take long for him to find Murmansk's room.
He mentally prepared himself before knocking on the door. "Murmansk? It's me."
Soft shuffling could be heard inside the room. "Ah, Commander. The door's unlocked, so please come in."
The Commander did as requested and opened the door. It wasn't the first time he had seen the inside of her room, but it was certainly the first time he actually stepped into it.
He made note of the couch near the window with pillows strewn across it. Next to the couch were a couple baskets filled with yarn, a stack of books with a vase of flowers perched on top, and a stand with Murmansk's usual uniform in front of a mirror.
Wait a minute, if her uniform is there...
His thoughts were interrupted as a familiar warmth settled on his back, lithe arms loosely hugging his waist.
"Mm, you came, Commander," Murmansk cooed as she hugged him from behind.
The Commander visibly relaxed as he laid his hands on her own. "Of course I'd come. Anything for you."
He turned around to face her and was momentarily taken aback by her state of dress. She was wearing a white nightgown that was slightly transparent. It wasn't the most revealing thing he had seen, but seeing that it was Murmansk certainly got him excited.
"Hehe, like what you see?"
He snapped out of his trance and nodded his head. "Mmhmm, very. It...it looks good on you."
The cruiser smiled warmly at him and booped his nose. "I'm glad you like it. I picked it out for you."
"For me? Wow." The Commander watched as Murmansk slipped around him and sashayed over to the couch.
She got on the couch with her knees and began tracing a heart shape on the window. Then she looked back at him lovingly over her shoulder.
"I was thinking," she said as she pushed her rear out slightly, "perhaps we should finish what we started two days ago."
The Commander couldn't help but watch as her nightgown shifted ever so slightly to reveal more of her creamy skin. His eyes roamed from her backside to her cute face, and back again as he shuffled closer behind her.
"If you don't mind..."
She blushed as she wiggled her butt in invitation. "Go ahead~"
He gulped as he slowly laid his hands on her waist, not wanting to rush things just yet. However, Murmansk had another idea in mind as she pushed her aft out even further towards him, her face red as she turned to fully look out the window.
The Commander obliged her silent request and moved his hands lower to grasp her cheeks. He was pleasantly surprised when he made contact with bare skin rather than silk, his arousal growing as he looked down to confirm with his eyes that she was definitely not wearing panties.
His heart hammered in his chest as he gave her ass a light squeeze, eliciting a squeak from her. His pants were suddenly too tight for him.
"Mmm, sorry but you won't find any tails down there today~" Murmansk moaned out.
The Commander shuddered at the tone of her voice before leaning over her shoulder for a kiss. Murmansk happily obliged and reached over to pull his head closer. She prodded his lips with her tongue for entry and he was quick to allow it, their tongues caressing each other as they kissed even deeper than before.
"Mmmpph, ah~"
Murmansk gasped for breath between kisses and reached over to palm the Commander's growing bulge, rubbing his hardness through his clothing. When he made no move to stop her, she went for the zipper and pulled it down.
"Murmansk, mnn."
She gasped as she felt his fingers tease her womanhood, spreading her lower lips slightly apart and caressing her delicate insides. Not one to be outdone, she reached in to his boxers and firmly grasped his erection.
The Commander groaned huskily in her ear as she tugged his cock out into the open. The cool temperature of the room contrasted with the soft warmth of her hand, the smoothness of her skin sending sparks of pleasure through his shaft. He took things further as he slowly pushed two fingers into her wet pussy, pumping in and out of her slit.
"Ohh, yesss~"
Murmansk returned the favor by jerking him off gently, rubbing his swelling tip with her thumb every now and then. Despite the odd angle of her hand job, it was still pleasurable enough that it coaxed out pre-cum on to her thumb as she smeared it across the rest of his girth.
The lovers inevitably wanted to do more, something they both realized as they gazed into each other's eyes.
"Be gentle," Murmansk whispered, guiding his throbbing tip to prod her weeping slit.
The Commander nodded and held on to her waist with one hand. With the other hand, he held his cock steady before slowly pushing into her wet pussy.
The couple moaned as one as they were finally connected. Murmansk's pussy lips parted for the Commander's shaft, his thick girth spreading her tight inner walls apart as he claimed her virginity.
"Ah, you feel so..."
"...divine, mmm~"
Inch after inch of his cock pushed into her hot pussy until finally, his pelvis bumped against her smooth ass. She squeezed erratically on his full length buried inside her, their sensations going into overdrive at every little movement.
"Mm, you can move now."
The Commander took a deep breath as he slowly pulled out until the tip, grunting as her vise-like grip felt like she was trying to keep him in. Then with an exhale, he pushed back into her weeping slit before repeating the motion.
Murmansk moaned appreciatively as the Commander thrusted into her from behind, the pain of her first time fading away to be replaced with pleasure. She could intimately feel him pulsating inside her tightening folds, prompting her to push her ass back to meet his thrusts. In a fit of lust, she grabbed his head and pulled him in for a messy kiss.
Smack, smack, smack.
The Commander's gentle thrusts began to pick up speed. He couldn't help but start pounding into Murmansk, hitting her deepest parts with his dick as her arousal coated his shaft and dribbled down her thighs.
"Hah, Murmansk," he breathed out between kisses.
"Mmm, faster, Commander. Faster!"
He grunted in agreement as he placed both hands on her waist, giving a firm a squeeze as his only warning. Confident that he had a secure grip, he finally went to town on her.
"Ohh, mmph, kyaa!"
Murmansk could only gasp and moan as she got fucked, her inner walls clenching and squeezing on the pulsating shaft. She let out a gasp as the tip brushed against her cervix, the sensation nearly driving her to climax.
"Murmansk, Murmansk...!"
The Commander couldn't last long and he knew it. The telltale throb in his dick was a sign that he was just about to blow his load any second now, yet the warm tightness of Murmansk's amazing pussy tempted him to stay buried inside her.
He didn't have to wait long as Murmansk was the first to hit her peak. With a keening sob, she orgasmed on his twitching shaft, her inner walls seizing up and conforming to his shape. Her fluids squirted around his cock before with a grunt of exertion, he pulled out and came all over her back.
Murmansk felt the thick ropes of cum splatter on her skin and nightgown, adding to the sensations of her climax as her womanhood unfortunately clenched around thin air. She moaned as the Commander rubbed his cock on her back, coaxing extra spurts of his seed.
The couple simply breathed as they caught their breaths and collapsed back on to the couch. Murmansk leaned in against the Commander, unheeding of the mess of fluids that stained her couch and pillows. She could get it cleaned later.
"That, hah, was amazing," the Commander breathed out.
Murmansk giggled in response as she was brought into a warm embrace. She cooed as she brought his hand to her chest, giving a soft squeeze to her plump breasts.
"I hope you aren't done yet, Commander," she teased playfully as she squirmed out of his grasp.
The Commander watched appreciatively as Murmansk stripped out of her nightgown and laid herself bare to him. He felt himself rising to full mast once again, prompting him to stand up and also remove all of his clothing.
He had just kicked his boxers off before Murmansk pushed him back down onto the couch. He couldn't get a word out as she straddled him, rubbing her dripping womanhood along the length of his hardening cock.
He shuddered in anticipation as she grasped his erection and slid it between her ass cheeks. She leaned over and whispered breathily into his ear. "You can finish inside this time~"
With a smooth motion, Murmansk positioned herself above his swollen cockhead and steadily pushed down, taking him once more into her tight pussy.
The Commander moaned as his dick was buried within the snug embrace of her womanhood. He couldn't get enough of the pleasurable feeling and bucked his hips up.
Murmansk yelped as she felt his tip hit her deepest parts and looked down at him with a pout at his sudden movement. Her pout shifted to a smirk as she voluntarily tightened her pelvic muscles, delighting in his surprised gasps as his cock was strangled by her inner walls.
In a fit of lust, the Commander pulled her down and latched his lips on to her right nipple while thrusting up into her pussy. He relished her choked sounds of pleasure as he swirled his tongue around the pink nub before switching to her left nipple and giving a similar treatment.
Murmansk mewled at the sensation before lifting her hips up and dropping down. With her knees braced on the couch, she rode the Commander's dick with vigor. Her womanly juices kept their motions slick and smooth, a stark contrast to the vise-like grip of her fleshy insides on his girthy length.
"Mmm, you feel so big inside me~"
The Commander shuddered at her words and bucked his hips even faster to meet her bounces. Her tightening insides was proving too much for him to handle as pre-cum leaked out of his tip, smearing against her inner walls. He popped his lips off her nipple and looked down at their joined parts, the slickness of their combined fluids leaking out of her pussy and down his cock.
Slim hands reached out to grab his cheeks as he was brought into another sloppy kiss with Murmansk, their tongues wrestling for dominance. The cruiser moaned into his mouth as she switched from bouncing to grinding her hips in a clockwise motion, stirring his throbbing length inside the searing heat of her womanhood.
"Ah, Murmansk, you're so beautiful."
She squeaked at his words, her pussy clamping down tighter on instinct. The Commander noticed and began whispering sweet nothings in her ear as she resumed riding him. This had the desired effect of her clenching and squeezing on his dick, as if trying to milk him for all his cum. She whined in embarrassment as she buried her face into the crook of his neck, the smacking of their wet pelvises echoing in the room.
An idea popped into his mind and he decided to act on it. He moved his hands to grip Murmansk's ass, momentarily slowing her movement.
"Huh, wha- Commander?"
With a burst of strength, the Commander stood up and picked her up with him. In a fit of panic, Murmansk squeaked as she wrapped her arms and legs tight around him to prevent herself from falling. On instinct, she also unintentionally gripped even tighter on the thick shaft throbbing inside her folds, eliciting a sharp cry of pleasure from both partners.
The sensation prompted the Commander to begin relentlessly fucking Murmansk with full force, thrusting his hips as he moved her up and down with the help of gravity. Murmansk wailed in pleasure as her pussy got railed by his cock, the tip pounding against her cervix over and over again.
"Murmansk, I- fuck...!"
"Inside, don't pull out!"
With a cry of orgasmic bliss, Murmansk came undone as she squeezed like a vise, all but strangling the Commander's dick pleasurably with her tight inner walls.
The Commander groaned appreciatively and with one final thrust, he slammed his pulsating cock as deep as he could and unloaded everything into Murmansk. His cockhead throbbed uncontrollably as it pushed up against her cervix, the tip spewing thick wads of cum right into her womb and definitely knocking her up.
Murmansk whined into the Commander's shoulder as she felt his hot load fill her up, so much shooting inside that it began to leak past her pussy lips. A few more ropes spurted inside her, her inner walls painted white as she milked him dry for every last drop of seed.
With a grunt, the Commander fell back onto the couch with Murmansk on top of him. They were too exhausted so they stayed connected like that for a while, kissing each other gently in the afterglow of sex.
Finally, Murmansk found enough strength to lift herself off his lap with a wet pop as his softening cock slipped out of her creampied pussy. She shivered as she felt dollops of cum dribble out of her pink folds, fully aware of the implication of letting him cum inside her.
"Was it okay for me to finish inside?" The Commander wasn't thinking clearly in the throes of passion but now he was dimly worried about possibly getting Murmansk pregnant, even if it was at her request.
The shipgirl bit her lip and sighed. Then she looked him in the eyes and took his hands in her hers. "If it's with you, I don't mind."
He closed his eyes and touched their foreheads together, indulging in the intimate skinship for now. "Well, I'll try my best to be a good father then."
Murmansk let out a breathy giggle before kissing him deeply once more. Breaking away for air, she rested her chin on his shoulder as they cuddled together on her couch. "I'm sure you'll be great."
Before exhaustion took them, the Commander whispered in her ear. "Well, no matter what happens, I'll always love you."
"Heh, I love you too."
End
Omake
"Hey, Hanazuki. Have you seen Murmansk?"
"Oh, shikikan. I saw her with the 1st and 2nd Carrier Divisions. She said something about getting more floof."
"Huh, I wonder why I just got chills."
In the Sakura Empire dorms, four carrier girls were stuck in a room with their oppressor.
"Can you let us go now?" Akagi asked.
"Just five more minutes, mmm," Murmansk said as she was smothered by the fox tails of Akagi and Kaga. With her soft hands, she gently caressed the rabbit ears of Souryuu and Hiryuu.
"I, ahhh, this feels nice honestly," confessed Hiryuu.
The five kansen wouldn't be found until fifteen minutes later by a worried Omaha.