A/N: Quite a few were apparently craving some bunny Boise love, so here you go~ Boise deserves all the love she gets and more~
Enjoy~
Sheepish Smile
Spring had fallen over the Naval Base, the individuals based within it participating in all manner of activities from observing the cherry blossoms flowering to little events hosted by various Ship-Girls. One group of Ship-Girls, in particular, was hosting a charity event in the nearby city.
''Heh, welcome to the club, Commander~''
The Commander curiously wandered in through the open doorway, leaving behind the overcast sky outside. Black walls with stars dotted across them stretched out in a wide rectangular room and a deep burgundy carpet clad the floor below, numerous tables and couches set up around the room; many centred around several stages around the room. A fully-stocked bar laid at the far end of the room near one of the stages, a pole in the middle of said stage and with Allen M. Sumner currently dancing on it, giggling and winking at the viewers as she danced on it like a stripper, albeit without the stripping aspect.
He'd known about the club in advance, naturally; he'd been the one to sign off on it. The club was designed for Ship-Girls to work there in their off-time and earn some extra cash on the side, whilst also raising money for various charities. Since it was spring all the girls would be wearing bunny suits, but when summer came the plan was for them to wear swimsuits. In autumn, it'd be maid outfits, and then in winter it'd be, quite naturally, Santa outfits.
The Commander took his eyes off the club, and instead turned it onto the bunny-girl next to him – New Jersey. ''I like what you did with the place.''
''Thanks~'' New Jersey chirped happily. ''Took a heck of a lot of work, since the wallpaper wouldn't stick half the time, and we kinda had to stay longer to finish the wiring before the big opening, but it looks pretty neat now, yeah?''
''Absolutely.'' His lips curled up into a smirk and he looped an arm around her waist, earning a coo from her. ''As do you and the girls.''
''Hehe~'' New Jersey giggled, unashamedly leaning back against him, batting her eyelashes seductively. ''Well, if you'd like, I can give you a private dance later on~?''
''I'd like that.'' He murmured, eyeing her lips.
New Jersey put a slim finger on his lips before he could contemplate kissing her. ''Ah-ah-ah, not just now Commander. Still on the clock, heh~''
Sighing melodramatically he complied, untangling his arm from around her. ''I'm guessing you'll be up next on the stage then?''
''Oh? What makes you say that?''
''You keep glancing over at it.'' The Commander chuckled when New Jersey flushed a little; a giggle escaping the Battleship as she responded.
''Mm, I guess I'm just looking forward to it. It's a fine line between dancing like that without making it too suggestive, you know?'' New Jersey smirked a little, winking. ''And for your information, it was my idea to put the pole in~''
''I don't doubt it.'' The Commander mused aloud, eyeing the Battleship as she turned away. ''Good luck either way; I'll just have a look around.''
''And I hope you'll stay for the show~?'' New Jersey pouted cutely.
He just chuckled. ''Mm... nah. I'd rather be surprised when I get that dance later.''
''Hmph, Suit yourself.'' New Jersey pretended to act huffy, but the telltale twitch to her lips told of the playful smirk she was hiding.
Waving her off the Commander briefly watched her disappear, his gaze drawn down to her ass before he forced himself to look away. Instead he casually meandered down the short few steps onto the main floor and explored down one of the table-lined pathways through the club. Most of the tables were predictably filled, most of them men but a fair few women too. Passing them by the Commander gradually circled around to near the stage – when he spotted a familiar head of bluish hair in the corner of the room near the staff door, a tall green shrub partially hiding her from view.
''Boise?'' The Commander lightly called out as he neared her.
A squeak answered him, and with a blush on her cheeks Boise turned towards him, one bluish braid held over her mouth to hide it from view. ''C-Commander...? Is that you...?''
''Of course.'' A smooth smile curled at his lips and he slid over to her. ''What are you doing over here, all alone?''
The cruiser squirmed shyly, mumbling a feeble excuse he didn't quite hear with her covering her mouth. Stood in a little enclosed space next to the staff doorway she was shielded from view from the patrons, clad in a pair of silky black bodystocking that hugged her long legs nicely and covered her cleavage. A black leotard hugged her torso and pushed up her ample breasts, a light blue tie draped over her bust and joined by a neat little collar piece, her arms similarly clad in detached sleeves.
''...y-you're staring at me a lot, Commander...'' Boise mumbled, embarrassed.
''Because you look gorgeous in that outfit, of course.'' The Commander replied without missing a beat, eliciting an adorable 'eep!' from Boise before she went scarlet in the face. ''Not that you don't look stunning in your normal outfit too, though.''
''Ah, um...'' Boise wasn't used to be complimented so boldly. ''T-Thank you... i-it means a lot, hearing it from you...''
He just grinned lightly, lifting one hand up and cupping her cheek. Boise squeaked, wide gold eyes focusing on him; flustered as he slowly slid a thumb along her cheek. He didn't break the stare-off; relishing how the mere eye-contact made the cruiser increasingly embarrassed, doubly so when he grasped her wrist and tugged it away from her mouth. Boise resisted, embarrassed, but after a whispered 'let me' teased her ear she relented, reluctantly releasing her braid and dropping her hand; revealing the lower half of her face.
The sight only increased her beauty. Her lips were small and pink, pursed together in embarrassment and giving them a cute appeal, tempting him to run his thumb over them. Boise averted her eyes and shivered, her lips parting slightly as she inhaled – tempting him to prod her lips with his thumb. The request was obvious and Boise submitted to him, parting her lips a little more and letting him thumb inside, whimpering softly as he found her tongue and pressed down upon it with his digit.
''A-Ahh...'' Boise's whimper trembled as he slid his thumb over her teeth, pushing on her left cheek slightly, exploring her mouth.
Then slowly he retracted his thumb, smiling as he found it slick with saliva. Boise panted lightly from the lewd gesture, her hot breaths teasing his thumb and tempting him to shift his hand around to the back of her neck, holding it firmly as he leaned down. Slowly he eased himself into her shoulder, his lips grazing over her tantalising neck and breathing soft, hot breaths over it, his lips curving up into a smirk when the gentle stimulation made her whimper.
''Commander...'' Boise whispered, shivering. ''T-That feels...''
''Do you like it?'' He purred questioningly.
''I...'' Boise sounded unsure.
He kissed her neck, earning a gasp from her. He slid his hands down and held her waist, pushing Boise against the wall as he planted a second kiss on her neck, followed by a third, and then a fourth. Each consecutive kiss was placed with deliberate slowness, smooching against her flawless skin and coaxing a moan out of Boise, her voice soft and embarrassed; heightened when he reached down and held her ass. He didn't outright grope her but rather just sensually rubbed her rear, teasing her with the prospect.
''If you don't want to go out on stage... why don't you and I have some fun ourselves?'' The Commander purred into her neck.
Boise stiffened, then tentatively relaxed. ''C-Commander... do you mean...?''
He pulled back, flashing her a confident smirk and bringing his lips close to hers – hovering them just an inch away. ''Mm. I can't help but want to ravish you in that outfit, after all.''
''R-Really...?'' Boise's face, if at all possible, only became more red. ''B-But I saw you talking with New Jersey... you two were flirting...?''
''We were.'' The Commander confirmed with a hum. ''But, just because we might have a thing going on later tonight, doesn't mean I should ignore a beauty like yourself. It's been so hectic lately I haven't been able to give you enough... attention~''
Boise squeaked as he groped her ass, his grip firm and a touch rough, sinking his fingers into the fine black material of her bodysuit. ''If it wasn't for the crowds I would pin you down and ravage you right here and now, you know~?''
The words were purred; laced with a suave, confident lilt, one that all but confirmed he'd back up his words had the situation allowed it. The mere thought was enough to ignite Boise's whole face in a burning red hue, her lips moving and pursing repeatedly as she tried and failed to form words. His playful attention was well-known, as was his flirtatious nature, so such a comment was not just common, but expected. There was a reason over half the base had been in bed with him at some point or another, and it wasn't because he abused his position as their commander. He had a confidence that just drew people to him, and from what she had heard from Brooklyn, his prowess in bed was matched only by his skill as a leader.
Thus when he brought his lips against hers, Boise only quivered and moaned, unable to quell the spark of interest that bubbled up within her. ''Ah~''
The Commander smirked into the kiss, tilting his head slightly and pressing himself more into the kiss, pinning her to the wall. His fingers dug into her ass, admiring the plush softness of it and sliding his hands down to her soft thighs, relishing the quiet moan he elicited from Boise. With them so close to the public the only thing hiding them from view was the tall shrub and the loud music; the risk of being caught only making it more exciting.
''Mm...'' Thus when the Commander drew back from the kiss, he waited only long enough for Boise to catch her breath before instantly kissing her again. ''Mmph!''
Boise moaned into his hungry mouth, arching her back and demurely pushing her butt into his hands, tempting him to give it a rough grope followed by a light slap, relishing the gasp he coaxed out of her. Breaking off the kiss the Commander shot her a roguish grin and claimed her lips once more, pleased when she tentatively laid one hand on his shoulder and the other on the back of his head, pulling him more into the passionate kiss and dragging it out.
Then with a punctuating exhale they broke apart, eyes locked – before with a smirk he reclaimed her lips, pushing her head back against the wall and kissing her again. His tongue prodded at her lips and Boise shyly parted them, whimpering as his tongue domineeringly pushed into her mouth and ran wild, sliding over her teeth or tickling the underside of her tongue, her own tongue unable to compete with his. At the same time his hands slid up her curvy body, tickling her back before curving up and to her face, one hand on her cheek and the other on her jaw, caressing her head as they broke apart from the kiss.
''On your knees.'' He whispered to her, rubbing her cheek.
Blushing darkly Boise obeyed with a soft 'okay' and nod. She eased herself down, her tall height present even when on her knees before him. With a suave smirk he pinched his zipper and pulled it down, allowing his cock to spring free from its containment. Boise squeaked at the sight of it, golden gaze locked onto his erect shaft with awe sparkling in her eyes. A soft rub of her jaw coaxed her out of her daze, renewed embarrassment flashing across her face as she remembered where she was.
''...did my sisters also...?'' Boise demurely inquired.
''Mm.'' The Commander agreed. ''Why, curious?''
The silent blush that coated Boise's cheeks told that yes, she most definitely wanted to know. Whether out of general curiosity or a secret kink, he neither knew nor minded.
''If you start...'' He poked her lips with the tip of his cock. ''I'll spill the beans.''
Boise shivered and complied. Gently laying her hands upon his hips the cruiser leaned in, her small, soft pink lips parting – before she kissed the tip of his dick. It was a gentle smooch, her shoulders curling in slightly with the movement and relaxing when she leaned back a bit. A moment later Boise leaned back in for another kiss, this time leaning down a tiny bit and kissing just under the head, a third kiss finding itself planted upon the underside of his shaft. She held the very base of his cock with her right hand, her hand cool compared to the heat of his hard cock, something that she clearly noticed.
The Commander kept his end of the bargain, whispering it out. ''Brooklyn and I did it in the office. She was a little stressed out, I proposed some relief and she agreed.''
Boise kept kissing the tip of his dick, but her eyes were on him; listening intently as he continued. ''We made out a little, I got her on the desk with her legs raised, and showed her that this mouth can do more than talk, heh.''
The implication made Boise shiver, aroused.
''After that, we did it dirty on the desk, and cleaned up after.'' He finished, running his hand through Boise's hair. ''Though we've done it a few times since then. She's fond of giving me a little... 'pick-me-up' with her mouth. She's gotten skilled at it, too.''
''Honolulu was harder to bed.'' The Commander continued, gently pushing her head down – sliding the tip of his dick along Boise's kissable lips. ''She was resistant, as you know... but a little heart-to-heart here and some compliments there, and I convinced her to loosen up a bit. She was new to it and I helped her through it, but she's still embarrassed about her chest, especially using it for... pleasurable purposes.''
Boise peeked down at her own bust, swallowing.
''She enjoyed it though once we got into it.'' He continued, reminiscing almost. ''We actually went at it for hours, though haven't done it since. Maybe I could invite both you and Honolulu back to my bed, this weekend? I'm sure I could make the two of you feel good at once~''
''Ah...'' Hot breath teased the tip of his dick as Boise exhaled. ''I... might like that...''
The Commander smiled confidently back, sliding a finger down to her cute chin and tilting it up a bit, taking her wrist in his other hand and guiding his cock to her lips. Boise took the hint and parted her lips slightly, and he groaned as her soft pink lips slid over the head of his cock. Her hot breath exhaled around it and his shaft slid over her tongue as it slid inside her mouth, her lips pursing just past the head and giving his cock a slow, wet suck back up to the very tip.
Shifting his hand around to the back of her head the Commander gently began to bob her head down his cock, earning a muted mewl from Boise as she let him; submitting to his more skilled instruction. She uncertainly sucked on his cock each time she pulled her lips back, her tongue tentatively rubbing and stroking against the underside of his shaft. He savoured it, making sure to pet her head and brush her hair with his fingers, soothing her and encouraging her to keep going.
''Mmph...?'' Boise made a curious sound as she sucked again, reminding him of his 'tale'.
''Mn... yes, St. Louis.'' The Commander nodded slightly. ''As you might expect, she approached me first. We flirted a little, she teased me that I should buy her dinner first before bedding her, so that's what we did... though we never made it to my bed.''
A curious suck teased his cock, embarrassed curiosity burning in Boise's demure eyes.
He smiled down at her. ''We did it in the car. She gave me head after parked in a nice forested area and we did it with her legs hanging out the open door. She had a lot of stamina, but by the time we finished I had to carry her back to my room. I think that was the days she took two days off work, remember?''
Boise clearly did; vividly remembering the time when St. Louis had suddenly needed two days off of work and stayed in bed for most of that time, feigning having the flu. Most people assumed she was just being lazy or had another reason, but Helena had caught her walking with a limp. Innocent as she was at the time, Helena assumed that was why and told nobody about what she saw other than her sisters. The more 'experienced' girls knew what it meant and dropped by to give St. Louis playful 'get-well' gifts, the in-joke remaining one right up until the Commander claimed Helena herself.
''Hah... Helena was too sweet for me to just bed. You remind me a lot of her.'' The Commander continued his tale, soothingly stroking her head. ''Kind, beautiful... and absolutely stunning when reduced to your underwear on my bed~''
Boise squeaked at that, cheeks aflame.
''Heh.'' He chuckled softly – only to groan when Boise gave his cock a suck in return. ''Mm... I took her like that, underwear around one foot and her arms around my neck. I didn't realise until then that Helena is the cuddling type, but- Mn, I find it fitting. Though she definitely has more stamina than I was expecting.''
''Unlike Phoenix.'' He teasingly added. ''Despite her hot-head she barely lasted two rounds; after the third she fell asleep. I didn't even do much, you know. She went down on me, I went down on her, we went at it with her flat on her back; and in record time she was out.''
He smirked, tickling her chin. ''I wonder how long you can last?''
Boise shivered, slowly leaning back until his cock sprung out of her mouth; saliva glistening across his wet cock. ''Um... I-I don't know...''
The Commander just smirked. ''I'm sure you'll do wonderful either way. A single round with you is more than enough to be memorable for the rest of my life.''
Boise squirmed, flashing him a demure smile in response. She was about to take his cock back into her mouth but was stopped by the Commander himself; slight surprise flashing in her eyes when he bent his knees and lowered himself down a bit, one hand cupping her breast and jiggling it lightly. The implication didn't miss Boise, and with rosy cheeks she nodded, grasping the cups of her black leotard and tugging them down... and then, with one last shy look at the unknowing crowd right around the corner, Boise tugged the sheer black fabric between her large breasts; the strip of black fabric bundling up between her breasts, and letting them free.
Then with a shy blush on her cheeks Boise cupped her breasts and hefted them up – before smothering his cock between her large, soft boobs. The sensation of being so utterly squished between her breasts felt heavenly, coaxing a soft groan out of the Commander, his voice carefully contained lest they be overheard. Gazing down into Boise's embarrassed gold eyes she found himself captivated by them, his gaze breaking away from hers only to look down at her breasts, admiring the sight of his cock thrusting between her soft, marshmallowy breasts.
''It feels so hot... and it's twitching a lot...'' Boise softly noted. ''Are you...?''
''Yeah, I'm close.'' He admitted with a grin, ''Guess your mouth just felt too good.''
Blushing deeply Boise gave him a smile, moving her breasts more actively. She squeezed them together as she pushed them up-and-down, the slight friction of his cock rubbing against her breasts getting him off – her prior blow-job having left him near his limit as it was. The threat of being caught and their act ending before it was time only heightened his lust, his cock throbbing and pulsing between Boise's boobs, the tip poking up repeatedly from her cleavage.
Pursing his lips he laid his hands on her shoulders, rocking his hips and thrusting lightly between her boobs, tempting Boise to move more too. He could feel the silky fabric of her bodystocking as the underside of his cock rubbed against it, the smothering heat of her breasts squishing down on his shaft on both sides, hastening his end.
Until with a grunt and a groan he came; the first of many spurts erupting from his cock just as the tip poked out from between her breasts; shooting a small white spurt onto the top of her breasts. Multiple thicker, longer ropes followed the first, splattering up Boise's neck and eliciting a gasp from the cruiser, her chin tilting up so none of his load hit her face; causing much of it to hit her neck or land atop her breasts instead. When his cock disappeared down between her generous bust the ensuing spurts of cum splattered between her tits and made a mess between them.
''W-Woah...'' Boise slowed her hands and demurely gazed down at her chest, feeling more than seeing the profuse amounts of cum that dribbled down her cleavage. ''It... feels sticky...''
The Commander chuckled breathlessly in response, shifting back upright and causing his cock to spring free. Offering her a hand the Commander helped pull Boise back up to her feet too – and the moment she was standing straight he claimed her lips in a sudden kiss, muffling her surprised squeak. Her widened eyes fluttered and fell shut, a softer moan escaping her as she smooched him back, relishing the intimacy.
Then they drifted apart, and the Commander grinned at her. This time it was he who lowered himself down, his hands laying themselves upon her long, bodystocking-clad legs and rubbing them. He held her knees and made her widen her stance a little, allowing his head to fit between them; his lips making contact with her right knee. The kiss was almost innocent, yet tinged with lust as he made his way up her leg, slowly kissing at her thigh and working his way up.
''You have very beautiful legs.'' He purred against her thigh. ''Irresistible, even.''
A soft whimper escaped Boise, one hand brought to her mouth so she could bite her knuckles, muffling the inevitable moan that squeaked out when he kissed her inner-thigh. He smiled at that, running his hands up her long legs and moving up further, her skin getting hotter as he neared her core – before finally his head was between her thighs, and his fingers tugged the front of her leotard aside, allowing him to kiss her clothed pussy.
Boise twitched, whimpering. His lips made contact again, only her bodystocking and her panties left to separate them, but the gentle force he put behind his kiss made sure she felt it. He teased her like that for a minute more, kissing her gently or nipping at her bodystocking, tugging on the fabric as he massaged her tense thighs – before with little warning he reached up and pinched the crotch seam, and pulled; ripping a delicate hole in it than he widened with two fingers.
''Ah, Commander...'' Boise worriedly looking back at the stage area, the two of them just hidden out of view.
A tug of her panties makes her squeak, glancing right back down as he nudges her teal-coloured panties to the side, exposing her slick slit to him – two fingers laying themselves upon her folds and spreading her open. She quivered at the sensation, lips parting as she made to whimper; and then promptly clasped a hand over her mouth and gasped when his hot, wet tongue pushed itself into her pussy, hungrily weaselling itself inside of her sex and stroking at her vaginal walls.
''A-Ah!'' Boise did her best to stay quiet, her upper-body buckling forwards even as she pushed her ass back against the cold stone wall, one hand dropping down onto his head and pushing him into her crotch. ''C-Commander!''
The Commander squeezed her lovely thighs in response, his tongue eagerly pushing and prodding at her insides. With her standing up with her torso bent forwards he was squished somewhat between her legs, her stomach pressing down atop his head and only encouraging him to weasel his dexterous tongue around her insides, his tongue wet as it slid over her slick inner walls or prodded about, searching for the spots that made her gasp the most.
Which wasn't hard. Every lick and stroke coaxed a gasp or a whine from Boise, her fingers weaving into his hair and tugging on it lightly, her lips pursing between soft, stifled mewls or rich gasps that filled her clasping hand. She kept quiet and hoped she stayed that way, his tongue swirling around in hot circles and stroking her insides, the tangy-sweet taste of her honey rich on his tongue.
''Ah, Commander...'' Boise mewled softly, head tipping back with an adorable whine.
Smiling at the arousing sight the Commander shifted his hands around to her ass, groping it. She pushed her ass back into his greedy hands with a soft whimper, the smooth fabric of her pantyhose tempting him to dig his fingers in, admiring her curves. At the same time his nose rubbed up against her clit, the slightest bit of friction on the little nub making Boise shudder and buckle, her inner walls seizing around his probing tongue. She was already getting close.
Something that tempted the Commander to pull his tongue out, her fingers sliding out of his hair as he stood up – muffling her confused mewl with a sudden, deep kiss, sealing their lips together and devouring her aroused mewl. His hand groped her between her legs, not putting his fingers in quite yet but just rubbing her off; two fingers teasing her entrance but no more. Boise endured it for all of a few moments before she let out a soft, needy whine, and when she broke away from the kiss an embarrassed, yet almost pouty look crossed her pretty face.
''Commander...'' Subconsciously she tugged one of her braids over her mouth again.
He tugged her hand aside, smirking as he gazed into Boise's eyes. ''You're a big girl. You can ask for it.''
Boise's cheeks burned, her golden eyes flickering back to the stage area worriedly... before with soft, trembling lips, she spoke. ''...f-fingers... p-put your fingers... in me...''
The Commander obliged, sinking two fingers in past her drooling folds and weaselling them inside – eliciting a soft gasp from Boise. A gasp he summarily devoured with a kiss, his lips hungrily meshing with hers and his free hand holding the back of her neck. He leaned down a bit and pumped his fingers into her, their position forcing Boise to tilt her head down to keep the kiss going, her long hair tickling his cheeks until the cruiser brushed it out of the way, her lips briefly leaving his only long enough to let out little gasps and laboured breaths before reigniting the heated lip-lock.
His fingers scissored apart inside of Boise a moment later, their meshing lips muffling the cruiser's hot gasp, muting it down into a mere grunt. He scissored his two digits apart repeatedly, pressing his fingers against her inner heat and soon pushing a third finger into the cruiser's pussy, smirking against her lips when he felt her honey dribble down his digits. When he curled his fingers her hips buckled and she nearly folded, and when he moved all three digits around it made her whimper adorably into the kiss, her mind melting from the stimulation.
''Commander...'' Boise managed to whimper. ''I-I'm close...''
He smiled, leaning back from the kiss and leaving their lips just hovering inches apart. ''Mm. Cum when I tell you to, alright~?''
The cruiser obeyed with a shaky whimper, her cheeks aflame. His fingers pistoned and pumped into her wet heat more vigorously, testing her stamina and his thumb coming to trace around her clit, the daring stimulation rendering Boise increasingly breathless, her gasps tickling his lips. He resisted the urge to kiss her quite yet however, watching her quivering visage for the right moment, for that sign she couldn't hold on.
And a moment later he saw it, her lips pursing and her shoulders curling inwards – tempting him to speak. ''Cum for me.''
Without further fanfare he mashed his lips against hers and curled his fingers, pressing his thumb down upon her clit at the same moment and rubbing it feverishly. Boise came in an instant, moaning into his mouth and buckling powerfully, her insides clenching like a slick vice around his fingers as she humped his hand, pushing her hips back-and-forth and dragging out her powerful orgasm out for a little longer. Keeping one hand on the back of her head he kept her quiet, dragging her orgasm out for as long as he could make her.
Then with a smile he yanked his fingers out, making Boise buckle and squirt a little, her gasp of surprise muted by their locked lips.
''M-Mm...'' The cruiser whined into his mouth, their lips slowly drifted apart with a heavy exhale. ''A-Ah... that felt... s-so... ahh...''
The Commander just smirked, kissing her cheek. He gave her a minute to recover from her powerful orgasm, passing the time by kissing her cheek and neck, his hands roaming over her curvy body and mapping it out with his touch – from her curvy butt to her wide hips and long legs, to her slim sides and generous bust, his fingers sinking into her tits and squeezing them a little. And then after a minute of rest he took things further, his hands shifting to her waist and slowly turning her around.
''Mn...'' Boise knew what he was planned and blushed; bending herself over and leaning against the wall, her hands planted on the smooth surface and her cheek resting against it. ''Is this really okay...?''
''So long as nobody notices.'' He whispered back, glancing over at the stage area to be sure. To his satisfaction nobody was able to see him... though, with him standing behind Boise, the girl currently dancing on the pole – New Jersey – could.
And from the brief wink she subtly sent his way, she was fully aware of what he was doing, and helpfully turned up to the bass to hide any sounds.
Smirking his thanks the Commander grabbed Boise by her waist, massaging her hips briefly before slipping his left hand down, grasping his cock and helping guide it up to her wet lower lips – and with a soft hiss of pleasure he pushed the head inside, the rest of his shaft soon following. Wet, velvety heat clamped down around it but he pushed more in regardless, his hiss escalating into a terse groan as he buried himself into her hot sex.
Boise herself gasped at the feeling, fingers curling into fists as he filled her up – and a soft moan tumbled out of her mouth when the tip of his cock hit her innermost parts. She tensed, her vaginal walls pressing down upon his cock and squeezing him tight, the tightness eliciting a groan from the Commander. He felt every inch of her as he pulled out bit by bit, releasing a pleasure-filled breath as he pushed right back in, stuffing the bunny-girl with his meat.
''Ahh...'' Boise mewled, panting. ''I- Mm!''
A cute mewl escaped Boise as he repeated the motion, his cock scraping her tight insides as he pulled back and pushed back in; starting with a slow, steady rhythm. His pelvis bumped against her curvy butt, the slightest jiggle of her rear catching his eye and the arching of her back drawing his attention too, unable to ignore the erotic motions of her body. His hands remained on her hips only temporarily before he shifted them up to her chest, smirking as he sunk his fingers into her boobs and toyed with them.
Boise moaned under her breath at the feeling, the breathy exhale lost amidst the pounding bass just a dozen feet away. The Commander took solace in that, his slow tempo rising to a more active one, nearly matching the booming beat – his cock plunging into her inviting heat and scraping against her sensitive spots, her heightened sensitivity only making it feel twice as good, coaxing out more mewls and moans from the Ship-Girl.
''Ah, ah... a-ah... Commander, I- ah~'' Boise gave up trying to talk; moans constantly bubbling up out of her throat and cutting herself off.
Stifling a chuckle the Commander leaned back, his hands releasing her breasts and holding her waist once more instead – and with vigour he went to town on her, hitting her from the back with powerful, skin-slapping thrusts, the smooth fabric of her bodystocking failing to muffle the resounding smack. Boise buckled from the force, slipping down the wall with one hand on it and the other gasping over her mouth, muffling her hot moan as he ravaged her from behind, his shaft kissing her cervix with repeated thrusts.
Then with a grunt the Commander buried himself up to the hilt inside her and held still for a second, making sure the cruiser could feel his throbbing girth press against her cervix – taking the time to spoon her and kiss her cheek, tempting Boise to look back at him with a shy moan. The position didn't allow them to kiss over her shoulder but just having her look back at him so lustfully was more than enough for him, a grin curling at the Commander's lips as he started pounding her with a vengeance.
''M-Mm!'' Boise screwed her eyes shut, her voice trembling mid-moan when he hit a sensitive spot within her – making her inner walls grip him tight.
The Commander gleefully aimed for that spot, leaning back upright as he fucked her. Almost idly he glanced back at the stage, watching as New Jersey danced around the pole merrily, a light flush to her cheeks that only darkened when she peeked over at him – tempting him to wink at her before refocusing back on his current lover, his hips bucking forth extra hard and coaxing out a gasp from Boise; arousal leaking down her inner-thighs and staining her bodystocking.
''A-Ah... I'll need... a change of clothes... now...'' The cruiser whispered out between laboured gasps.
The Commander just pounded her harder at the thought. ''I'll come help you change.''
''E-Eh? B-But that's – a-ah! – embarrassing...!''
He smirked, shifting his hands down and groping her thighs, already imagining watching her strip herself bare before him, red-faced as she covered herself, before she demurely put a fresh outfit back on right before him. Assuming he didn't give into temptation and peel her hands away and take her right then and there.
The Commander shelved the idea aside for the time being; the tight flesh that gripped his cock snapping him from his thoughts. Groaning in pleasure he resumed fucking Boise with a renewed vigour; a slew of wet sounds escaping their connected parts as he rammed into the cruiser from behind, the claps of flesh muted by the background bass. His gaze shifted south, watching Boise's ass jiggle each time his pelvis hit it, the movement too erotic to ignore.
''Mn...'' The tight, squeezing pressure around his cock was becoming too much for him, however. ''Here it comes...''
Boise just gasped, her hands sliding down the flat wall and her breasts squishing against it, each thrust of his hips making her whole body shudder and buckle. He watched her shoulder blades become tense, her shoulder blades defined and her skin covered with a sheen of sweat, her pussy wet as it smothered his shaft and pushed him to his limit-
''Shit!''
-and with a tight groan of pleasure the Commander slammed into Boise and blew his load; sticky spurts of cum shooting into her sex.
''Hyah!'' Boise jerked, her golden eyes wide and small lips parting as her own orgasm washed over her.
His cock spurted more of his load into her as he kept thrusting, her own juices squirting around his thick shaft, the simultaneous movement making wet squelching sounds. Gradually he slowed down his pounding pace bit by bit until eventually he slowed to a stop, panting lightly and rubbing Boise's hips, soothing the cruiser down from her orgasmic high.
''A-Ah...'' Boise mewled when he pulled out, dollops of cum leaking from her folds. ''Y-You came a lot...''
''Hmhm.'' The Commander chuckled lightly, smiling at Boise as she twisted around and put her back to the wall, panting. ''Guess you just felt really good.''
Boise blushed, shyly looking aside with rosy cheeks.
Until the Commander snaked an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek. ''And for the record... I like it when you don't have the mask on.''
''A-Ah... thank you...'' Boise gave him a tentative smile, flustered. ''A-And did you mean it... when you said... y-you know...?''
Boise tugged on her clothes demurely, reminding him off his off-handed comment about watching her get changed.
The Commander smirked, stealing a quick kiss from the cruiser. ''Lead the way.''
Boise shyly did; both disappearing behind the door next to them and heading into the changing rooms.
And inevitably, a simple assisted-undressing became an unintended strip tease, which in turn soon led to a nude Boise riding him until they were caught by Allen.
[END]