The girls gathered in the meeting room, which had been relocated several times to accommodate the large number of shipgirls the Commander had oathed. In fact, there were now smaller rooms off to the side where his wives could gather based on faction alone. Each was set up in accordance to the country that used it, so naturally the Royal Navy room was set up for afternoon tea.
"Would you care for more tea, Illustrious?" Belfast asked, pouring it from the left at a nod from the carrier.
"Hey, Belfast! Why dontcha have a seat and have a cup yourself?" Repulse patted the cushion next to her. Unicorn sat with Illustrious at the table, as did Hood, along with Wales and Monarch. The last two were glowering at each other, but had become amicable enough to remain civil around the other.
"Sorry, Repulse, but it is my duty to see to the needs of Lady Wales and Lady Monarch first," Belfast said, bowing her head.
Sirius was busy attending to the other members of the Royal Harem, though Warspite fidgeted in her seat, unused to the surrounding energy. Centaur and Formidable were on either side of her, their ample breasts nearly crushing the small battleship between them.
Foxhound was teasing Terror, the monitor staring blankly at the destroyer as she squeezed her breasts, "Ooh! You're so small, but your boobs are so big! Like me!"
Terror blinked, "I… guess?" She said, unmoving. Cheshire was putting a pair of cat ears on Terror's head, meowing with delight.
Glorious leaned over and whispered something into Hood's ear, making the battlecruiser laugh softly as she looked over to Belfast.
"Is it true, Belfast? You requested time with the Commander today? Most of us just grab him whenever we can," Hood said, a slight smile on her face.
Belfast shrugged, "I wish to have him to myself for the evening. I had the discussion with Suruga as well."
Monarch scoffed, "That bloody Sakuran battleship… does she really think she can monopolize him? He belongs to each of us! As if we don't love him just as much…"
"Now, now… I'm certain that's not true," Illustrious chided her. Monarch grumbled, pushing a bit of scone around her plate.
"I can't believe you're so kind to her, Wales… you're the de facto leader of this whole setup as well. She basically usurped you… and she has that little girlfriend of hers!" Monarch turned to Wales, shaking her head.
"Stow it, Monarch. If you must know, Mikasa was the one who… nevermind. I shant speak of it. I love him dearly, and I know of his feelings for me as well. He loves all of us dearly, can't we be happy with that?" Wales looked around the room.
Terror smiled, her soft voice catching everyone's attention. She didn't speak much, after all, "I can always feel his love when I'm in his arms. He's so gentle… I love the Commander. I feel so warm just thinking about it…"
Foxhound stopped teasing her, snuggling up to her and nuzzling her chin before resting her head on her lap, "What about me? Am I warm?"
Terror nodded and patted the destroyer's head.
"Centaur, you were one of the earliest to have a relationship with the Commander, yes?" Hood turned to the light carrier.
"Ah, indeed! He saved me… it was rather lovely… after the fact, that is. He did take a long time to give me a ring… but no, that's not important! I am happy to be with him in any capacity~," Centaur's genuine good nature shone brightly.
Talk soon turned to the arrival of the new Sardegna ships, and Illustrious turned pink at the mention of Littorio, though no one pressed the issue. Javelin piped up, "Oh! I saw the Commander spending an awful lot of time with that new destroyer… what's her name again… M… Maes… Maestrale! She's super shy though, but he took her as a secretary right away! Do ya think she'll join Zara and Pola?"
Wales laughed, "He sure does have a wide range of tastes. Right, Warspite?" Wales raised her eyebrows at the diminutive battleship.
"Give it a rest, Wales… he just enjoys a nice petite figure as well as… you," she scoffed and turned up her nose. Wales just laughed again. Belfast began clearing everyone's places as the meeting wrapped up.
"Excuse me, Lady Wales… but didn't you have an announcement?" Belfast gently reminded the battleship.
"Ah, indeed! Much obliged, Belfast. Before you all leave, I have a bit of news! This isn't to leave this room, but I do know of the next Royal Navy kansen slated to join us," Wales said, grinning as the others gave her their undivided attention.
Belfast led me to her room, taking me into her arms as soon as she shut the door. Our kiss was long, deep… her hand took mine, placing it at the chain attached to her collar. I pulled on it gently as a soft gasp escaped her.
"Master, I am grateful to have you to myself this evening~," She told me, and I smiled in response.
"As am I, Bel. I could use a little pampering from the head maid herself," I said, sliding my hand down to her ample bosom until a finger hooked into the fabric between her breasts. I gave it a slight tug, and it came free, exposing her ample endowments.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my head down into her bosom, the soft scent and warmth of her breasts relaxing me.
"My body yearns for your touch, Master… I have devoted myself to your service, so please see to it you fulfill your part of our contract~," She stroked my head as I cupped her breast, fingers sinking into her soft flesh.
I smiled, speaking without lifting my face from the nirvana that was being pressed into her breasts.
"You know, I've been saving it all up for you today…" I told her. Her soft chuckle as she continued massaging my scalp informed me that she was quite pleased with this development.
"Perfect~. You know, I've heard you rather enjoy a few things we haven't had the pleasure of trying yet… haa… already playing with my pussy? I do believe I should be the one servicing you, Master~." She moaned softly as I pressed a finger against her clit, her delicate panties swiftly becoming damp.
"You've been working hard all day, yes? Haven't had a chance to bathe since this morning?" I asked her, finally raising my head from her bosom as she finished her ministrations. She raised an eyebrow as I tugged at her maid uniform.
"Please have a seat, Master," She invited, and I sat on the edge of her bed as she began to slowly strip, starting with her already exposed breasts. She removed her gloves slowly, her alabaster skin glowing as she pinched her delicate rosebud nipples between her thumb and forefinger, massaging her breasts until a thin white liquid dripped from them.
She shuddered in pleasure, moaning softly as she continued making herself lactate, "Master, am I the first to give this to you? I am honored… please wait until I have finished disrobing, yes?" She held out her hand as I moved to get up. She made a show of displaying her armpit to me, spreading it with her fingers, a soft sheen of sweat glistening inside it.
Before I knew it, the only pieces of clothing that remained on her were her stockings and panties. She moved close, turning around and bending over as she slowly slid her panties down, her ass close enough to my face for me to inhale her wonderful musk.
My cock was twitching as I pressed my face into her exposed anus, thrusting my tongue deep inside her without hesitation. I wrapped my arms around her thighs, holding her close to me as she cried out in pleasure.
"Haa! Master… Master! You desire that part of me tonight? I'm more than happy to give it to you… didn't you… haa… want something else first? I will give you everything, Master~, no need to rush, ok? You still want to taste my butt more? Then please take your time~," Belfast's hands covered mine as I held her fast, her scent captivating me as I buried my nose into her cleft, twisting my tongue inside her rectum until it felt sore.
I did take my time, but despite my love for her scent, and her taste, Bel was… less than enthused with the pace. Her annoyance filtered into her voice as I was shocked into attention by her sudden commanding tone, "Commander…" she sighed, standing up and turning to regard me, "When I said to take your time, I see you failed to consider my needs as well. How am I to pamper you properly if you spend all your time playing with my ass?"
"Of course, Bel, I am at your command," I said, and her smug smile crossed her lips as she sat on the edge of the bed, patting her lap. I lay down, resting my head upward on it. The first few drops of the sweet milk that leaked from her bud fell onto my lips before she positioned her breast properly and I could begin sucking on her soft pink nipple.
Her areola was soft, tender… her nipple stiff as her gentle yet unending stream of milk flowed down my throat.
"See? Isn't this much better? Ah~ looks like you need some attention here too~," She moaned softly as I reached up to fondle her other breast, her finger spreading my precum around my tip before I felt four soft fingers wrap around the length of my member. I twitched, more pre leaking at her touch.
She giggled, "Oh my, Commander~. You still have so little self-control despite pleasuring so many other shipgirls? Mmm… you know, some girls think you're quite dominant, but I don't think you are at all."
Another soft laugh. I mean… she was right; I preferred it when the girls took the lead, and I definitely loved making sure everyone was happy and fulfilled/satisfied. Whatever it took, really, I loved it all. I cared for each of them in a way that was… sometimes difficult to articulate. Saying no to my kansen seemed wrong, after all, wasn't it my duty to see to their needs?
"Belfast will take care of all your needs, Master~. The day you gave me this ring you entrusted your care to me," She caressed my head as I continued to imbibe the life-giving fluid leaking from her bud, the soft scent of her large, supple breast intoxicating as it pressed heavily against my face.
Her hand left my cock, and I heard something open before a warm liquid dripped down my crotch, her finger pressing against my anus. I didn't struggle despite my surprise, trusting her implicitly.
I felt her finger enter me, a soft moan escaping me as she directed lube deep within me, "I don't believe you've properly developed your sensitive parts in here, Master~. As your wife, and maid, it is important to teach you the pleasures of anal play… I'm sure a connoisseur such as yourself understands."
She continued to thrust her finger into me, my asshole stretching slowly. I twitched and moaned as she put a second finger inside of me, shivering as her nail pressed against my prostate, teasing it gently.
"Bel…" I said, my voice weak as she lifted her breast, shifting herself so I can indulge in her other one.
"Does it feel good, Master?" She asked. I couldn't see her face, her breasts effectively hiding her expression. Yet I suspected that her face held a look of immense satisfaction, and that… that made me relax as I accepted her attentions easily.
"There's nothing you could do that wouldn't feel good," I told her, and a noise of satisfaction was her reply as she lowered the ample flesh of her breast onto my face and I began to relieve the built up pressure within it.
Her other nipple was incredibly sensitive, and I focused my attentions on that, pinching it softly, listening happily to the soft sounds of her desire as she continued fucking my ass with her fingers.
I was leaking something fierce, a line of warm liquid dribbling down my shaft.
"Alright, Master~. I'm gonna put something in, ok? It'll feel a bit big at first but it's important you accept it," She said, withdrawing her fingers. I felt something smooth, cool, and metallic stretch my anus as Belfast applied even more lube.
I gasped into her breast when it reached its widest point, surely not nearly as large as it felt, before it suddenly tapered off and all that was left was a sudden feeling of fullness and the flat edge of the plug pressing against my anus.
It… wasn't unpleasant, though Belfast had lubed me up plenty and stretched me out. I mean, I had done it so many times to my girls that I was certainly curious, but I don't think I expect the head maid herself to be the one to finally introduce me to what I had been missing.
"Very good~! You're doing great. Hehe, you're twitching so much," She observed, returning to gently stroking me as I involuntarily clenched and unclenched on the foreign object inside me. Her hand was slick with lube, and her rhythmic strokes from tip to base were edging me closer to an inevitable climax.
Her heavy, luxurious bosom smothered me even as her milk ran dry. She sighed with pleasure as what I must have assumed to be an immense relief swept through her. I had heard that some of my very well-endowed shipgirls were having something of a mammary gland crisis at the moment, but I would be there to help them out whenever they needed~.
I shuddered, on the verge of climax as Bel focused on my sensitive tip, short strokes matching her gasps as I squirmed, the ache in my loins reaching a crescendo as arcs of pleasure proliferated throughout my midsection and shot up into my chest and down my legs. I groaned into her breast as a long, hot shot of cum leapt from my tip, her gasp of joy followed by a gentle giggle as I felt a little of it land on my chest, though her soft moan and the sudden surge of heat below my head clued me into her own derivation of pleasure.
After a minute, she leaned back, and I lifted myself up, sitting next to her and leaning my head against her shoulder, still shaking from the intensity of my climax. Belfast's dexterity was the stuff of legend…
"You ok, Master~?" She asked, chuckling softly as she turned her head, planting a soft kiss on my lips, her tongue finding its way into my mouth.
"That was intense, Bel…" I said when we broke our kiss, a gossamer strand of saliva connecting us before breaking and falling away. She smiled, bowing her head slightly.
"I am glad my technique is satisfactory, Master. Now, perhaps you'd like to taste how my day was?" Belfast opened her legs, running her fingers along her dripping slit. She shook her head as I went to lie on the bed, pointing instead to the wood floor.
I chuckled, "Afraid of making a mess?" I teased her gently. She nodded, completely serious.
"I do not wish to sleep in soiled sheets, and I certainly want the only things I smell before I go to sleep tonight is fresh linens… and you," She grinned, and I lay down on the floor as she stood above me. It felt strange to have this thing in me, but I was already growing accustomed to it. She squatted, spreading her glistening cunt a few inches from my face, her juices leaking from it.
"How can I taste you from there?" I asked her. She stayed silent, just continuing to grin until a look of release came over her face. A moment later, a stream of warm liquid hit my jaw, then my face, before I parted my lips and the stream shook gently for a moment as she laughed approvingly.
"Do you enjoy my special tea, Master~? I made it just for you. Please drink it all, ok?" Belfast encouraged me. I couldn't exactly reply, but I continued swallowing her piss clear and not really tasting of anything, though her musky scent was mixing with the slight smell of urine.
I thought it was over far too quickly as the last bits splashed haphazardly across my face. Then, she went ahead and sat down, her thighs squeezing my cheeks as a sudden mouthful of her delicious cunt and gentle musk caused me to reflexively thrust my tongue into her, savoring the taste of her juices.
"You didn't even get a chance to tell me how good my tea was, Master~. I expect a full report when… ahn~, your tongue is hitting my pleasant spot… yes… yes… I think I understand how much you enjoyed… haa… I'm already pretty close, you want my cum too? So greedy, but it's ok, I'll make sure you get everything you need, ok?" Belfast's purring, gentle voice was tinged with an aroused huskiness, and even though my cock was getting absolutely zero attention, I could feel myself leaking like mad.
I reached up and grabbed Bel's ass, squeezing her soft cheeks in my hands as my tongue felt like a lead weight inside her. Nothing would stop me from partaking in her delicious nectar, however, and her cry of pleasure as her thighs nearly crushed me as she came made me ruin a little…
She leaned forward, pressing her slit into my face roughly as her juices slid down my tongue, providing mouthful after mouthful of her cum as I gulped it. It spilled from the corners of my mouth and down my chin, dripping onto my neck, tickling me incessantly until I felt her relax and stand up. She was a little unsteady from her climax and dropped to the bed, beckoning me to her with her finger.
"Come now, Master~. I believe you wanted this?" She turned around, laying flat on her stomach and pulling aside her cheeks with both hands, her pretty, pink anus laying exposed, flexing as she turned to look at me.
I was suddenly aware of the plug inside me again, and grabbed the bottle of lube before jumping onto the bed behind her, stuffing my nose into her anus for one last, long sniff before my throbbing cock requested he would, in fact, also like to give it a kiss.
I pressed my tip against her anus, listening to her soft gasps as the cool lube slid down her cleft, her soft ass springing back together when she let go of it. It hugged the sides of my cock as I pressed into her; the lube easing my passage into her hot, wet rectum.
"Bel's ass… I'm inside Bel's ass…" I moaned, both hands squeezing her cheeks tightly and pulling her ass apart again so I could watch my cock stretch her rectum. I thrust slowly, letting it sink in a little further each time, watching as her asshole flexed, taking my cock out every few times to admire the widening gape.
"Master, please enjoy my ass~. You've earned it!" She said, resting her head against one of her impossibly soft pillows, closing her eyes in contentment as I widened her rectum to accommodate my cock. I bent over her once my member was buried completely inside her, planting tender kisses on the back of her neck as I buried my nose in her hair. Her ass bounced against my hips with each thrust, and I felt her push up as much as she could, eager to have my dick.
"You like my cock, Bel? So deep inside your ass? Cause I love it… you are so fucking sexy, gorgeous, and I just can't get enough of you lately…" It wasn't the most natural position, but I managed to mostly bury my nose in her armpit, her sweet scent mixing with her musk as my desperate inhalations were reminiscent of a drowning man desperate for one more breath of sweet, sweet air.
"Ahn~, Ahn~, Ahn~," Her soft moans came rhythmically, matching my thrusts as her hands gripped the sheets beside her head. "Master's cock is amazing… my ass feels so good! You can fuck me for as long as you want, ok? But you can only cum once…" She stipulated.
More than fair, I thought, grunting in acknowledgement as I picked up the pace, pounding her rectum as she squeezed me back. I dug my hands under her breasts, squeezing them as I pinned her to the bed, the wet squelch of my cock ramming into her ass only eclipsed by her cry of pleasure as she came. It was bloody fantastic!
She was so into it, and I loved it. Bel had been showing me special attention lately, but this was something else entirely… she was giving me what I wanted most… but it was what I knew was coming after that really excited me.
I focused on it, allowing my thoughts to wander to prevent myself from cumming too quickly. The plug was evidence enough of her intentions… but she would be the first to truly intoduce me to what I had been doing to my shipgirls for so long…
It wasn't that I didn't enjoy pussy, I certainly did! I just… I had a thing… and nothing would ever get me as excited as the idea of a shipgirl offering me her ass. Now Bel would be the first to take mine.
The sudden, sharp sensation of climax reached up and grabbed me by the balls, tying knots in my insides that pummeled my body with arcs of tingling anticipation. This was going to be magnificent!
"Bel… Bel… I'm cumming! I love you, Bel!" I cried out, thrusting my cock deep inside her, massive ropes of thick, viscous cum pouring into her bowels, filling them with a heat that made her press up against me as she was overwhelmed with pleasure.
"I love you too, Maaaasteeeeer!" She cried out. I collapsed on top of her as I finished unloading the rest of my seed inside her and barely rolled off when she struggled into a sitting position. She looked to me, and reached over me, her breasts hanging in my face as she rummaged through her nightstand, eventually pulling out a bottle that she took a small sip from.
A moment later, she was full of energy. She gave it to me, and I took a small sip as well. A sudden warmth permeated me, and I felt… alert yet relaxed, and very… very aroused. Almost painfully. The next item she pulled out was… two, actually.
The first was a strap-on, one end of which she inserted inside herself, the other other of decent length and girth, but nothing terrifying to me… but then again I knew it would feel a lot bigger inside me. She buckled it to her waist, securing it tightly as she grabbed the bottle of lube again, the smaller dildo getting a thorough coating of the stuff as she stroked it.
"Now, Master~, it's my turn. All those eggs you put into my ass… well, now I'm going to fill you up as well. Never fear, it'll feel wonderful~," She promised, nd slowly removed the plus as I groaned pleasantly. I felt a slight draft, and recalled Bels' gaping anus, still dripping my seed, and wondered what that would feel like.
"I trust you, Bel…" I said, smiling as she positioned the dildo against my ass, gently thrusting it into me, her eyes shifting from it to me, then my cock, then back to it. The little gasps and moans that came from me could not be stifled, and as she hit a certain point inside me rose an octave.
Her smug, confident grin only widened when she saw how much I was leaking. Yet, that was to be expected… she was purposefully attacking my prostate, each thrust seemingly focused on the sensitive gland that was bringing me immense pleasure even though she was refusing to touch my cock.
"Does that feel good, Master?" She asked after a few minutes, thrusting rapidly as I arched my back slightly before pulling it out of me quickly. I tried to clench my asshole, but I noticed that it was too well-gaped for that. I wanted to grab my cock, but as soon as I tried…
"Belfast! Haa… t-this is…" I moaned as she grabbed my wrists, stopping me.
"You can only cum if you do it with your ass, Master~. You need to do your best, ok? Now… are you ready for this?" She was pouring an excessive amount of lube onto her strap-on, making sure ever millimeter was well covered in it.
I nodded as she placed the tip against my entrance, "Y-yeah, Bel~."
"Master, I love you~," She said, sliding the much larger fake cock inside of me. I moaned loudly, feeling my anus stretched beyond what I ever thought possible. My voice caught in my throat for a moment before I was able to return her sentiment, my hands gripping the sheets as my legs reflexively wrapped around her waist.
She bent over me, my cock resting on her belly, that small amount of contact making me leak in and of itself as she began thrusting. She didn't use the entire length of her toy yet, but with each sharp motion of her hips, she began focusing on my prostate again.
It was maddening, feeling this pleasure without being able to touch myself, but then I realized she was right… if I could cum with my ass, and not have to touch myself… fuck me, that would be incredible! I reached my arms up and wrapped them around her, pulling her to me as she surely would have done if we were reversed. Her breasts pressed against my chest as she dominated me, her lips a hair's breadth from mine.
"Bel… Bel…" I moaned, my hands digging into the soft flesh of her back, her perfect, alabaster skin mine to enjoy. "You're fucking me, Bel… it feels so good!" I continued to moan, and then she planted her lips tightly to mine, her tongue cutting off any further speech.
She suddenly pressed her full length into me, moaning as well, the toy inside her shifting and moving as she fucked me relentlessly. My eyes went wide, and I clutched her tightly as she moved along its full length, but the constant pressure against my prostate as she stirred up my insides was intense!
I felt something stirring… something unlike any orgasm I had ever felt with any of my shipgirls. Something different, something… unique… the last time I felt this level of excitement was when Suruga and I had had our first explosive climax together.
My heart was pounding, and she broke the kiss, sensing the inevitable.
"Master! I can feel it~. You're so close. Do you want to cum for me? Are you ready to cum for Belfast?" She asked, raising herself up and clutching my hips as she pounded me relentlessly, my cock bouncing with every slap of her hips against my thighs.
"Yes!" I cried out, the sensation building rapidly inside me, like a damn about to break.
"Cum, Master! Cum for your Belfast! Cum! Cum!" She cried out, a look of excitement on her face as she thrust almost maniacally into me.
Then I did.
My mind went blank as an orgasm tore through my body with such immense force that my actual scream of ecstasy seemed to rend the air in two. She stopped thrusting but maintained pressure on my prostate as my seed flew from me, the hot, thick stuff getting all over my body, and hers.
I was shaking uncontrollably, unable to speak as she leaned over me, once again thrusting gently as she kissed me, though I was only peripherally aware of this development. My entire midsection pulsed, my crotch was burning so hot… and then I came again as the soft flesh of her tummy rubbed against my oversensitive cock.
"Two times? Master~ you did such a good job~," she praised me. I smiled as she kissed me again before sliding her toy out of me and laying down beside me, cuddling me. "We'll take a rest for now, ok? After that you can help me get washed."
I nodded feebly, still feeling aftershocks send waves of pleasure crashing over me. I needed a few minutes…
I closed my eyes, and didn't open them until morning, where I found we were both somehow clean and asleep, the smell of fresh linens and Belfast surrounding me. I pulled her into my arms as she murmured softly, smiling without waking up.
Surrounded by her scent, I drifted back to sleep, uncaring about the others matters of the day.
"You seem troubled…" Belfast said, already concerned that the royal was taking tea alone in her suite. Nonetheless, the head maid had dutifully prepared more of her scones than strictly necessary.
"I would you like you to join me today," Wales replied, opening her hand, palm up, and gesturing towards the seat across from her.
"Lady Wales, that would be most…" Belfast began.
Wales' eyes flashed, "I'm not asking, Belfast. Your confidence is necessary, and I know you and the Commander are close."
Belfast curtsied and placed the tea cart close to the edge of the table. She poured herself tea and plated a scone, intending to enjoy it even if Wales was only picking at hers. Wales wanted to enjoy her scones, they were among the best she had ever had, but she just didn't feel hungry.
She sipped her tea, patiently waiting for Belfast to fix herself a setting before the maid turned her attention to her. She was favoring her with that smile… Wales knew better than to attempt to undermine Belfast, but she wasn't much interested in the politics of the Royal Maid Corps at the moment, not with her own duties as a Royal.
"Lady Wales, what troubles you?" Belfast offered.
Wales sighed, feeling an embarrassed heat rise in her cheeks. She steadied her breathing, performing the exercises she usually turned to when she needed to maintain her royal demeanor.
After a minute, she found the ability to speak once again, "I have done my best to accept the status quo, and have tried to consider Suruga as a friend. Even that other Sakuran, Naganami… yet I cannot help but feel usurped, sidelined, forgotten…"
Belfast nodded, understanding the subtext. She was well aware of Wales' status not only as the harem leader, but as the Commander's first… ahem… singular shipfu, as they called it.
"You are a Royal, Lady Wales. While you have certain proclivities that have garnered you a reputation, you are well-liked. Your beauty captures the Commander's attention, but it is who you are that he fell in love with. Suruga is not at fault here, she is just the victim of circumstance," Belfast said.
Wales clenched her fist, letting a brief bout of annoyance pass her at the head maid's candor. Belfast watched her carefully, but Wales had asked her to be here, and knew she didn't speak in tongues.
"That very well may be, Belfast, but his attentions towards me have grown… lacking, of late. He's even spending time with that new destroyer from the Sardegna Empire… she wouldn't even talk to him at first, but now he's giving her headpats and she's responding to his affections…" Wales said, sighing, "Why can't he just like a single type of girl…"
"Come now, Lady Wales, that's far from fair. He has a lot of responsibility and gives his all towards each and every one of us. Plus, you should try to help the girl. Her name is Maestrale, by the way, and she's very shy, but I can see a future member of the harem when I see one. Didn't we just go over this the other day?"
Wales scoffed, ignoring her question, "If she accepts."
"You accepted in an instant."
Wales furrowed her brow and nodded, "I'll allow you that. What of the others? Chapayev? You heard about what she did, and then he invited her into the harem. She made him wear a bridle at their ceremony."
"So?"
"What do you mean, so? It's demeaning…" Wales said, shivering.
"Those who live in glass houses, Lady Wales… judge not lest ye be judged. He wouldn't do it if he didn't enjoy it, and he doesn't do this for himself. Can't you see he does it for us?" Belfast refreshed their tea, providing a needed break in the conversation.
Wales realized the truth in Belfast's words, hard to admit as it was, "To relinquish control like that… she's not the only one, is she. Oh, my god… his kinks aren't a product of him, they're attempts to satisfy everyone and they've just grown on him so much that he embraces them as though they were originally his own."
"You didn't give him your anal kink. That's always been there," Belfast chuckled. Wales scoffed, but a small laugh escaped her as well.
She puffed out her chest, "Well, I'll take credit for refining it."
Belfast shrugged, smiling, "Sure. You really want to know how to solve this? Get some answers? Just go talk to him. Tell him how you feel. Never think he doesn't love you, not for a second. If you try to tell that to him it'll break his heart. He adores you."
"I understand that, Belfast…" Wales sighed.
"You spend a fair amount of time with Eugen as well, correct?" Belfast said.
"Yes, but I don't…"
"You engage in plenty of carnal pleasures. Come now, I am in charge of your quarters, and on more than one occasion I have seen that heavy cruiser lounging about in here, naked and surrounded in the scent of sex…"
Wales blushed, "I do love her, Belfast…"
"And I am happy for you. Now imagine having an entire fleet to see to in that way."
Wales nodded, poking at the various bits of scone on her plate. She understood what was being said, but… she had always counted on her status as a Royal, and realized that what mattered to the Commander was, well… her. He loved her intensely; she knew that. And she loved him just as much. Why did she feel this way, then?
"Thank you, Belfast… for your candor. I would like some time alone. I'll ring when you can send someone to collect the tea set," Wales said, dismissing the head maid.
Belfast stood up and curtsied, leaving without another word. Wales could see her satisfaction, and knew she had recently visited the Commander… hmm, it wasn't jealousy, that would be a useless emotion to feel right now. What was it, then?
Wales eventually ate every scone Belfast had brought, the bloody things impossible to ignore. She decided that the rest of the day would be better be spent asleep, but tomorrow's harem meeting needed some planning…
Fuck it. She'd just play it by ear and then see the Commander after.
She clutched the small stuffed teddy that rested on her pillow, curling up beneath her blankets as tears ran down her cheeks. She felt an ache that followed her into fitful dreams. It was only with the unexpected arrival of Eugen, who sensed something was wrong, that calmed her, the heavy cruiser joining her and cuddling with her.
Eugen was one of the Commander's earliest wives, and was far more used to the harem than Wales was, despite the battleship leading it. The Royal dealt with stresses far beyond what anyone could handle.
In the morning, Wales smiled to see her lover beside her, kissing her awake and drawing strength from the confident Iron Blood shipgirl.
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