A/N: Here's the promised bonus chapter; short, but hope you like it anyway~

Enjoy~

Special Blend

~Bonus Chapter~

''You just sit there.''

The teasing words from Kirov were accompanied by a silent blush from Minsk, the slim Destroyer nodding feverishly as she sat her butt down on the couch, groceries thoroughly forgotten. The Commander blushed at the sight but didn't resist Kirov's guiding hand as the cruiser led him around towards the living room, having him stand up straight even as she herself got down on her knees, smirk sultry as she got eye-level with his cock.

He was still hard after their numerous orgasms, and Kirov took full advantage of that – sensually grasping his length and jerking him off. He gasped, a wave of pleasure washing over him as she slid her hand from tip to base, a slight twist of her wrist making sure she touched every part of his shaft with each stroke.

''Mm~'' Kirov hummed as she smooched the tip, the kiss sending a bolt of pleasure weaselling down his cock.

However the time for gentle teasing had long passed, and with a playful glint in her eyes Kirov wrapped her soft lips around the tip and took him into her mouth, his shaft sliding down over her wet tongue and easing itself down her throat – her lips soon touching the base in a single fluid movement.

The Commander couldn't help but moan in bliss, one hand grabbing at her head in lieu of anything else to grip onto, his legs shaking slightly. The intense warmth of Kirov's mouth only felt more lewd when Minsk was watching them, the Destroyer's eyes wide and intently observing them.

''Mmph, Mm, Mm~'' Kirov let out lewd hums as she bobbed her head back-and-forth, cleaning his cock with each wet suck of her lips.

Until with a pop her lips left his cock and her hand replaced them; jerking him off rapidly even as she spoke. ''Make sure to switch it up whilst you do it. Spice things up a little, you know.''

''U-Understood...'' If she had a notepad Minsk would've scribbled notes; instead keeping both hands between her shut thighs, if only to stop them fidgeting.

Smirking Kirov leaned in and kissed the base of his cock, her lips wet with saliva and making every kiss deliberately wet-sounding. She then kissed her way up his cock all the way to the tip, her lips sliding along it and engulfing it – before in a single swift movement Kirov deep-throated him once more.

The Commander gasped, his hand shifting around to the back of her head, helping pull her down his cock. Kirov was relentless however, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat almost rhythmically, no gagging to be found as she took him deep and took him fast, her tongue pressing flush against the underside of his cock.

''Hah, Kirov...'' The Commander gritted his teeth, pressure mounting up his cock.

In response Kirov took her lips off of his cock, smirking up at him as she jerked him off once more. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock lustfully, the wet strokes making him moan; his voice raising in pitch when she took him back into her warm wet embrace, deep-throating him once more. Until with a burst of confidence the Commander grabbed Kirov by the ponytail, and shoved her down his cock.

The cruiser choked slightly in surprise but the Commander didn't let up, his orgasm bubbling up closer and closer and only encouraging him to ram himself down Kirov's wet throat.

''Ghk, gh, ghlrp-!'' Kirov didn't resist his rough face-fucking, a slew of wet noises escaping her stuffed mouth.

''Hah, Kirov, Kirov...!'' The Commander gasped out – until with a buck of his hips and a yank of his hand he pulled Kirov all the way down his shaft, burying his cock in her throat.

Not a second later thick, plentiful ropes of cum gushed down her throat, a deep moan arising from the Commander's lips as he blew his load straight down her throat. He kept her head flush against his crotch, bucking his hips several times as he dumped his full load down into her stomach, feeling her tongue squirm against the underside of his cock erotically.

Then with a gasp he pulled his cock out of her mouth, leaving Kirov coughing on her saliva in surprise. ''W-Wow...''

''Hah... see?'' Kirov, despite her breathless state, still managed to shoot a smirk over at the blushing Minsk.

The Commander also looked over at Minsk, his cheeks burning when he found one hand under her skirt. She squeaked as he noticed her and removed her hand, but Kirov had her sights set on her now, and with a salacious look the cruiser crawled over on all fours towards Minsk.

Then without giving the blushing girl so much as a second to compose herself, she grabbed Minsk's skirt and pulled it down. The Destroyer fell back into the couch with a yelp, her cheeks afire as her simple white panties were laid bare to them both, a damp spot located on the front; highlighting the outline of her folds.

''Take her, Commander.'' Kirov purred. ''She's more than ready, I'd bet~''

The Commander obliged and eagerly stumbled forth, crossing the distance in moments. Soon he found himself looming over Minsk, the grey-haired Destroyer blushing up at him but not refusing his advances, merely too embarrassed to ask for it. So he did the task for her; grasping the waistband of her cute underwear and peeling it down her legs and off of her ankles, leaving her folds bare.

The sight of her slick sex reignited his arousal, his cock hard and throbbing for her. It was far from their first together but Minsk was a slim girl and a tight fit, so he was careful as he got into position, his cock pressing against her pussy but not entering her quite yet.

''C-Commander...'' Minsk stuttered with burning cheeks, hesitantly opening her arms to him. ''...kiss me first, at least...''

The Commander readily agreed, and with hunger he dove down and mashed his lips against Minsk's soft pink ones. The Destroyer moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down against her as much as the position would allow, a soft whine escaping her as he grabbed his dick and pushed it against her entrance, rubbing it with the tip. The slight friction got them both off and he dragged it out for a pleasurable few seconds, relishing it.

Then he ceased his teasing, and pushed in. Minsk's whine became a whimper of both pain and pleasure, a fierce shudder lancing through her body as his cock slid into her. She gripped him tight, her pussy like a vice around him as he spread her open inch by inch, his cock entering with increasing difficulty.

Until soon he reached as deep as he could go, nearly all of his cock buried inside of her depths. The Commander shuddered at the feeling and distracted himself by kissing Minsk, their lips smacking together as she adjusted to the fullness within her sex. His hands slid down and groped her ass, palming it appreciatively and coaxing out more pleased moans from Minsk's claimed lips.

''Haah...'' They both exhaled as the kiss broke off, and with a tight grunt, the Commander began to move.

Minsk cried out against his lips, head tipping back as his cock slid out of her – before he plunged back inside. Her inner walls clamped down around his shaft but he repeated the motion regardless, panting against her jaw as he entered her over and over again, feeling her wet hole constrict his length snugly. The friction was tight and addictive, only enticing him to ram into her more, his hips bucking forth with passionate force.

Kirov calmly watched from the side, smirking smugly even as he buried himself inside of Minsk - his cock having been in the aforementioned cruiser not even five minutes beforehand, which only added to Minsk's embarrassed bliss.

''Mm, f-faster...!'' Minsk moaned out, running a hand through his hair blindly. ''C-Commander...''

Their lips met again and he obeyed her request, relishing the squeal that fled her claimed lips as he clapped his pelvis against hers, driving his cock as deep as he could into her tight pussy. His prior orgasms had left him sensitive yet equally eager for more, every inch of friction melting his mind and making him want it more. Want her more.

Something that Minsk seemed to agree with, a muted mewl escaping her as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him into her honeyed sex. Emboldened the Commander leaned more upright, gasping and panting and he looked her in the eyes, soaking in the sight of her flushed, pleasure-stricken visage, their connected parts throbbing with bliss.

She was close. So was he.

''C-Commander!'' Minsk cried out suddenly, throwing her head back and clawing at the couch.

He didn't have to wonder why; a rush of white-hot pleasure shooting through him as she clenched tight around him, cumming. His own orgasm hit in the next instant, and with a silent, open-mouthed moan of bliss he pushed in as deep as he could, shooting his seed inside of Minsk and likely knocking her up, the intensity of the thought only coaxing out more semen from him.

Until with a grunt and a shudder his stamina left him, and he collapsed atop Minsk, panting.

''A-Ahh...'' Minsk moaned, her lips finding his. ''S-So hot...''

In the background Kirov just chuckled, getting up to make them all a coffee. Non-alcoholic, this time.

[END]