A/N: Had a lot of fun with this one. Hunter's joining the ranks of one of my favourite characters, alongside the likes of Sumner, Hanazuki and others~
Please enjoy~
On A Cold Wintery Night
Winter had settled over the Naval Base once again, bringing with it plentiful blankets of snow and more than a little ice.
The Commander found himself shielded away from it within the confines of his office, the golden light overhead giving the room a warm hue, contrasting the dark night outside. Frost had crept up across the windows on the outside but failed to pervade inside, courtesy of the radiators that were on full-blast, keeping the command building nice and toasty; so much so he even discarded his formal white jacket, allowing him to sit more comfortably as he went through his work.
Just half a dozen steps away was Hunter, currently reading through her own batch of documents. The Destroyer was dutiful in her job as his secretary, the pleasant pops of her pen and ensuing scribbles almost melodic in their methodical patterns. Her red eyes scanned the documents, signing off on shipping manifests or on training exercises, only rarely having to ask for his approval – having long since worked as his secretary.
Her Dobermann companion was out away with Hardy for the day as well, giving them some peace and quiet without distraction.
''...Mm, Commander.'' Hunter's murmuring voice drew his focus onto her. ''I think you'll need to sign this.''
Grunting the Commander rose from his seat, curiously meandering over to her desk. ''What is it?''
''Sortie request to the Atlantic. Scouting mission.'' Hunter responded lightly, leaning to the right to give him room – offering him a pen.
He accepted the pen with a slight smile, leaning past Hunter as best he could and skimming through the document, before eventually signing off on it. ''There.''
''Thanks.''
Giving the Destroyer a smile and earning a faint one in reply he went back to his desk, resuming his work. Once more they lapsed into silence, but neither really minded – it was a peaceful sort of silence; comfortable, even. They'd worked together for so long now that both were intimately familiar with protocols and who did what; though even when they first started working together they got along well.
The thought warmed his heart a little bit more, and with some minor enthusiasm the Commander went back to work, noting with some relief that he was nearing the end of his pile – just another few folders of stuff to review, and then he was done for the night. Without Hunter's pet Dobermann around to offer itself as a distraction they'd gotten through a lot more work than usual, and he was looking forward to returning to his desk the next morning and find it pleasantly empty.
'Haah~' The Commander sighed almost dreamily at the thought.
Which made it all the more startling when the lights suddenly went out without a warning.
''Hm?!'' Hunter was on her feet in a second.
The Commander was on his feet a moment later, shaking off his happy thoughts as he did so. His gaze was drawn to the bulb overhead but found it unbroken; prompting him to march over to the frost-covered window on the left side of the room, noticing that the dormitory still had its lights on. Considering each building worked on its on generator, and it was entirely it was a problem with their own generator, and not a base-wide problem.
Hunter came to the same conclusion. ''I'll go check out the generator.''
''I'll come with you.'' The Commander offered.
Hunter didn't protest, merely nodding and marching out into the hallway, a draft weaving in the moment the door was opened. The long but narrow hallway beyond was desolate, the lights all off and painting the hallway a dark grey hue. Hunter went left, taking the stairs down to the ground floor with him just a step behind her, both of them soon making their way to one specific door at the far end of the room, leading down into the basement.
Darkness greeted them when they opened it. Without any lights on nor any windows the basement was pitch-black, the old concrete rough and casting faint, ominous shadows from the slightest movement. The Commander uneasily shifted at the sight and spared a look at Hunter, who noticed his gaze and looked up at him.
''...you don't have to come down with me.'' Hunter offered.
''I do. Just to be on the safe side.'' He denied.
The Destroyer gave him an exasperated look. ''It's a basement, Commander. The worst I will find down there is a rat. And I'm not afraid of rats.''
The Commander flushed, chuckling sheepishly. Sparing him an amused look Hunter summoned part of her rigging; namely her hand-lantern. The Destroyer put it to excellent use, shining the golden light down into the concrete basement and carefully taking one step after another, leaving it up to him to slowly follow after her. The concrete steps were narrow and he was careful to not slip and fall onto her, mentally lamenting the lack of a railing to hold onto.
Mercifully they reached the bottom of the stairs without accident. The Commander uncomfortably looked around the eerie basement, eyes flickering from various old boxes to abandoned machine parts that had been dumped there. At the far end of the room laid the generator...
...and, as he perhaps suspected, the generator had frozen over. No thanks to the crack in the foundation right next to it, allowing water and cold air to seep into the basement.
''Hn.'' Hunter frowned at the sight, marching over. ''...we don't have a replacement generator around here, do we?''
''No.'' He denied, rubbing his hands together to keep them warm. ''Any spares would be at the warehouse across the base.''
Hunter clicked her tongue in annoyance, kneeling down in front of the machine. He watched as she tried to get it working, restarting the motor several times and listening to it chug – only for the generator to splutter and then fall silent again. It still had plenty of fuel, but whatever internal parts had been damaged were forbidding it from kicking back into gear again. Not until they could get someone out to fix it, at least.
''There's nothing we can do.'' The Commander murmured, laying a hand on Hunter's shoulder. ''C'mon, let's just go.''
Hunter was reluctant to give up so soon, but at an insistent tug from him she relented, rising back up to her feet. Together they retreated from the spiderweb-laden basement and ascended the cold concrete stairs, and once more entering the moonlight ground floor, the room adorned with chairs and tables and other less intimidating objects, any dancing shadows far less threatening in nature. He locked the basement door just to be on the safe side.
''I'll go collect our stuff and bring it down. No use staying in the building when the power's off.'' The Commander relayed, making his way towards the stairs. ''Check outside for me to see if the lights outside are down also.''
Hunter agreed – and he had just reached the stairs when she spoke up.
''The doors are stuck.''
The Commander paused mid-step. ''H-Huh?''
Swivelling his head around the Commander found Hunter by the front doors, the wooden frames having a frosted glass centre – yet they didn't budge one bit when Hunter tugged. ''I think the lock has frozen shut.''
''You've gotta be kidding me.'' The Commander shook his head in disbelief, approaching.
Despite Hunter being technically stronger than him he gave the doors a firm tug, but sure enough they wouldn't budge. ''Shit.''
Hunter eyed him worriedly. ''I can break them down, if you want...?''
He shook his head. ''No, too risky. It'd be days if not a week until new doors could be put up; the amount of snow and cold air that would get inside during that time would probably cause the whole building to grow mold.''
''Then what do we do...?''
The Commander sighed, scratching his head. ''Guess we'll just have to hang here tonight. Won't be pleasant, but we'll survive.''
Hunter murmured an agreement, and at his suggestion the two of them ascended upstairs back to his office – making a quick pit-stop at the hallway closet to grab a couple candle lanterns for light and warmth. With Hunter using her lighter they lit the lanterns and arranged them around the room for maximum light; one by the door, one next to the window, and a couple more next to either of their desks so they could see.
The Destroyer in question reached inside the last lantern he was holding, lighting it and shutting the glass door behind it, safely containing the flame within the glass lantern – though not before holding her hands to the meagre flame. ''Mn... it's getting cold...''
He murmured an agreement, laying the lantern down. ''Here...''
Without really thinking he took Hunter's gloved hands in his own and held them, rubbing them. Hunter blushed and demurely looked up at him but he just smiled lightly, running his thumb over her knuckles and tickled her palms with his fingertips, helping to warm her hands up. She squeezed his hands back, both of them letting go a second later.
''...if we're staying her overnight, where should we rest...?'' Hunter then posed the question.
The Commander leaned back, thoughtfully scratching his head. ''Um... maybe we can use the desks? Make a little nest sort of thing to minimise the draft?''
Hunter nodded her agreement. Rising to her feet she offered him a hand, hauling him up – and together they both began creating a makeshift bed. They pushed their thick wooden desks together, with his longer desk on one side and the wall on the other side, leaving Hunter's desk above where their heads would be; giving them some insulation. Hunter offered her neck-scarf and he rolled it up in his white jacket, forming a pillow wide enough for them both to use.
Though that soon posed another problem, one he soon noted. ''What do we use as a blanket?''
Hunter frowned, looking around. Nothing else was around that could be used as one. ''We could use my jacket...? Though it's a bit small for the both of us...''
He shook his head. ''Just keep it on you. Best you stay warm.''
''I can manage.'' Hunter pointed out. ''Anyway, what about the break room? Do you still have your winter coat in there?''
''I might do... let me go check.''
Hunter hummed an affirmative, turning to follow him – when she just crossed the threshold of the door, and noticed a light that hadn't previously been there. The Commander was only a step behind her when he noticed it too.
''Woah...''
Outside the wide hallway window, was an aurora. A myriad of polar lights swayed and danced in the sky, ranging from luminous greens to vivid blues in a long, wavy line. Without any artificial lights in the command building the two of them had a perfect view of it, their gazes drawn to the beautiful light show.
The Commander drifted over to the window, one hand laying on the windowsill. ''I didn't know they came out here... thought we were too southwards to see it.''
''Me neither...'' Hunter whispered back, standing by his side.
The Commander managed to tear his eyes away from the luminous skyscape, gazing down at Hunter. Her face was alight with a rare wonder, rustic red eyes wide and absorbing the aurora in its entirety, committing it to memory. Without her puffy scarf to hide her lower face he could see all of her beautiful visage, the myriad of colours that faintly danced across her pale skin only enhancing her beauty.
Hunter noticed him staring, meeting his eyes. Not a word was said, and instead he slipped one hand into hers, squeezing it. She blushed and his own cheeks warmed up as well, suddenly aware of how alone the both of them were, how they wouldn't be disturbed all night – how much privacy they had. The moment just felt so right, and seeing Hunter under the borealis' light reminded him of how closely he held Hunter in his heart.
His free hand came up, cupping her cheek. It was soft against his palm. ''Hunter...''
The Destroyer's cheeks burned, laying her hand over his. In response the Commander slowly leaned in, eliminating the distance between them – until finally he pressed his lips against Hunter's. It was a slow, soft kiss, their lips only just barely touching and no more. Yet the kiss left his heart exploding in his chest, a rush of love bubbling up within him and tempting him to squeeze her other hand, conveying his feelings for her with naught but a gesture. She reciprocated.
''Mm... ahh...'' Hunter exhaled as their lips drew apart.
He stroked her cheek tenderly. ''...guess now the time to say that I see you as more than a friend, huh?''
Hunter squeezed his hand back, smiling. ''...and I you, Commander. I'd been meaning to tell you for a while, but...''
''Never got around to it?'' He chuckled sheepishly.
''Mm.'' Hunter agreed.
For a long few moments they just stared at the other, eyes warm and touch comforting. It was only the muted howl of the wind that snapped them out of their romantic moment, and with mutual blushes they finally separated, their fingers untangling. Chuckling sheepishly the Commander stepped past her, hastily retreating to the break room and searching around in the dark, not having to search for long before he located his old winter coat; the white jacket lined with fur.
Tossing the thick jacket over his shoulder he was about to return, when he caught sight of a kettle on the side – the cordless, battery-charged one that Hunter had gotten him last month as a present. Behind it sat a plastic tub of cocoa powder, the two connecting in his mind and bringing a grin to his face, tempting him over to it.
''I hope the pipes aren't completely frozen...''
…
It took a matter of minutes to fill the kettle and boil it, soon filling two mugs of powdered cocoa and adding a splash of milk from the fridge, using up the last of it.
Then with two mugs in hand the Commander departed the break room, a mischievous little smile on his lips as he walked back to the office; finding Hunter within, looking outside the office window admiring the aurora outside. She turned his way slightly when she heard him enter, surprise colouring her face when she found a mug offered to her.
''That cordless kettle came in handy.'' He cheekily said.
Understanding flashed in Hunter's eyes and she smiled, accepting the mug. ''I told you it would.''
The Commander chuckled, coming to stand next to her and sipping at his mug of hot chocolate, feeling the warm cocoa ease down his throat. Hunter leaned against his side and he embraced her readily, one arm looping around her and hugging her to his chest, enjoying the newfound intimacy. At her soft murmur he sat down with her, neither of them looking away from the distant aurora as they did so.
He wasn't sure how long they sat there, just sipping away at their hot chocolate and cuddling together for warmth, his fur-lined jack abandoned on the floor a few feet away. It was only when he nearly emptied his mug that he shook off his pleasant daze, shifting his gaze down onto Hunter and watching her take one last deep sip, leaving only a tiny dribble of liquid chocolate and unmelted powder at the bottom.
The Commander also noticed a dribble of hot chocolate on her top lip. ''Here...''
His thumb came up, sliding along her upper lip and wiping the chocolate off, warming Hunter's cheeks up. Staring into his eyes she grasped his wrist and held his hand still, suggestively putting her lips onto his thumb and slowly enveloping it in her mouth, running her tongue over it. She licked the droplet off on the first go but Hunter continued to drag her tongue over his thumb for several more seconds, looking him dead in the eye as she did so.
A hot breath exhaled itself over his thumb a moment later as Hunter popped her lips off, allowing her to speak. ''Commander... how about... we warm up, a little...?''
The Commander shivered at her implication tone, her voice soft and slow but ever so tempting. Thus he didn't resist; gladly falling into temptation and leaning down more to her height, grazing her lips with his own. Hunter shuddered out a soft breath, tilting her head back a tiny bit and prompting him to finally press his lips onto hers, sealing their lips together and muting the Destroyer's low moan.
Fingers crawled up the back of his neck and weaved into his hair, firmly gripping it and holding him into the kiss. The Commander didn't mind one bit, his lips meshing with Hunter's intimately – drawing out the kiss before breaking it off, their lips hovering a mere inch apart, before they went right back to kissing. Neither spoke a word and just let their bodies do the talking, smacking their lips together and coaxing out an occasional sound of approval from Hunter's lips, her soft exhales every so erotic.
The Commander soon grew bolder though. Breaking off the kiss once more he pushed his face into Hunter's exposed neck, planting a kiss upon it.
''Mm!'' Hunter pursed her lips just in time to stifle a gasp. ''C-Commander... my neck's... sensitive...''
He smirked at the newfound knowledge, releasing his tongue and dragging it up her jugular – relishing the shaky breath he coaxed out of Hunter. He held onto Hunter tighter, his free hand sliding down to her left hip and holding it, almost cradling Hunter closer to him. She didn't resist, too busy leaning back and enduring the tongue that teased her neck; the wet appendage soon replaced by a pair of loving lips that smacked against her creamy flesh.
His lips went up her neck, each breath letting him inhale her natural scent as he kissed up to her ear, soon planting a kiss directly onto it. Hunter whimpered at the sound, the erotic little noise only encouraging him to do it more, teasing the brunette girl with more kisses. Her embarrassment only grew when he whispered into her ear between kisses.
''You're so beautiful.'' He told her in a low voice, kissing her on the ear.
''D-Don't say that...'' Hunter squirmed, panting.
The Commander didn't stop, smirking against her ear. ''I can call you other things if you want. Adorable, cute, pretty, gorgeous...''
He punctuated that last word with a soft exhale right into her ear, causing Hunter to briefly seize up – an embarrassed groan bubbling out of her throat a second later, her cheeks afire. Deciding to show mercy the Commander ceased teasing her any further, instead kissing her affectionately on the kiss and tempting her to tilt her head towards him, their lips meeting in a deep, romantic kiss. They dragged it out for several seconds longer than those prior, keeping it going until they were forced apart by the need to breathe; both of them gasping in a mutual breath.
Then Hunter took his right hand, blushing as she guided it up her body until his palm rested over her breast – her brown buttoned vest muffling the feeling of her breast, but not entirely hiding the shape. Swallowing back his embarrassment the Commander shifted closer to Hunter, allowing him to reach around her lower back and use both of his hands to methodically unbutton her top one by one, distracting the Destroyer by kissing her; loving the soft moan he coaxed out of her in the process.
''Mm...'' Hunter leaned into the kiss even as he slowly opened her brown vest top, revealing the thinner white blouse she wore under it. ''Here, let me...''
The Destroyer raised her own hands and unbuttoned it for him, starting at the bottom and going up. A peek at her smooth stomach was what he saw first, followed soon after by her belly and then ribs; the underwire of a white bra soon revealing itself. Several buttons later and her blouse spilled open, revealing her bra-clad chest to him. She was a bit bigger than he expected; her chest plump but not too large – a comfortable medium-size overall.
The Commander couldn't resist the urge to check to 'make sure' though; his hand sliding up under her bra and groping her left breast, coaxing out a soft moan from Hunter's lips. He sealed her lips with his own a moment later, muting her erotic voice as he gently fondled her, getting a feel. Her breast fitted perfectly into his hand, it felt just heavy enough to tempt him to heft it about, her nipple was soft and invited him to roll it about with his thumb; he couldn't stop himself from feeling her up.
''Mm... ah...'' The slow smacking of their lips didn't stop even as he groped her; the only change being the occasional shuddery breath from Hunter.
The Commander then released her breast, his fingers slipping off of her chest – and moving southwards. His fingers touched the rim of her brown belt, sliding along it until he found the buckle and tugged on it. His other hand came around and with both hands he unbuckled her belt, doing it slowly enough that she could stop him if she wanted. She made no move to do so.
With a softer jingle her belt finally came undone; spilling apart with a simple tug. The Commander shifted his hands down further, undoing the single button holding her shorts together and pulling the zipper down as far as it would go. With all the restraints undone there was little to stop him from pushing her shorts down slightly; leaving them on her hips but down enough to him to work with.
''M-Mn...'' Hunter shuddered softly as his right hand toyed with the waistband of her panties. White, much like her bra. ''Commander...''
Blushing demurely the brunette grasped the back of his head and tugged him down, their lips rejoining in a romantic kiss – partially muffling Hunter's moan when he pushed his hand into her panties. His fingers slid over her pelvis before ending between her thighs, his palm pressing against her hot core. The Commander wasted no time in shifting his fingers up, teasing her smooth folds and coaxing out a soft shudder from his lover, a moan weaselling its way out of her throat when he rubbed her entrance with his middle finger.
Then with tender slowness the Commander eased his middle finger into her. Warmth enveloped his digit, her insides seizing slightly around his intruding digit – the tightening motion all the more apparent when he eased a second finger inside of Hunter, feeling her inner walls press down upon his fingers. She felt so hot that he couldn't help but explore; scissoring his fingers about and spreading her inner walls apart, making room for a third finger to push inside.
''Mn...'' Hunter let out a stifled moan, her long eyelashes fluttering. ''Commander... kiss me...''
The Commander readily did, his left hand shifting up to the back of her neck and holding it, pulling her into a deeper, more intimate kiss. Their locked lips emboldened Hunter to let her voice out, moaning deeply into his mouth and tempting him to prod her lip with his tongue, asking for entry. Hunter had little qualms, her moan trickling off into a softer mewl as she pushed her own tongue against his, their wet appendages touching and sliding over each other.
It wasn't passionate, it wasn't heated and wild – but it was slow and romantic, just as he preferred. Their tongues warred between their mouths even as he continued pumping his fingers into Hunter's warmth, feeling her vaginal walls clamp around his digits erotically, the fleshy walls becoming wet; encouraging him to pick up the pace, his fingers pistoning back-and-forth with growing passion, driving themselves deeper and scissoring further apart.
''Mm... ah, yes...'' Hunter whispered against his lips in the brief moments they weren't kissing.
The Commander loosened his hold on the back of her neck, his hand instead sliding under her bra once more and groping her breast – marvelling at the squishy softness. Hunter quivered at the attention he was paying her, head lolling back and encouraging him to pick up the slack, kissing her deeper and more hungrily, his tongue beginning to invade her mouth. She fought back with her tongue, the wet appendage dexterously sliding around his – jabbing the underside of his tongue or sliding over the tip, tickling it into submission.
He paid her back by curling his fingers, sending a spasm rippling up her stomach and coaxing a surprised moan from Hunter's throat – the lapse in focus allowing him to regain the tongue-war, swirling his tongue around her mouth. Hunter groaned, one hand pawing at his chest and her back slowly beginning to arch, only emphasising her plump chest and encouraging him to grope it. His lips soon left hers and instead went for her sensitive neck once more, kissing across her flawless flesh or over her collarbone, eliciting no small amounts of moans from the quiet girl.
''Mm, ah... o-oh... hah... yes... h-hyah... M-Mnyah... gah...''
His fingers became wet and sticky, pistoning in up to the knuckle. His thumb stroked her folds aimlessly, occasionally rubbing over her clit but just sliding over her lower lips in general, his focus fully on jamming his digits into her – soon pulling back from her neck just so he could watch her face contort in barely-contained pleasure, her lips parted as she panted out laboured breaths, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure, her cheeks burnt a pleasant crimson.
''Beautiful.'' The Commander kissed her on her burning cheek.
''D-Don't say that...'' She mewled out.
''Why not?'' He whispered back, plunging his fingers into her faster.
She tightened around them. ''It's... Mn, embarrassing...''
He kissed along her chin. ''But it's true.''
Hunter groaned at him, pulling him back into a deep kiss, helping mute her embarrassing moans as he finger-fucked her closer to orgasm. He could feel it coming; how her inner walls quivered and clenched, how her breathing grew ragged and raspy, how her muscles all locked up and how she held onto him tighter in anticipation, waiting for the explosion to happen. The Commander was happy to give her it; curling his fingers even as he kept pumping them into her glistening folds, rubbing her wet inner walls and prodding her sweet spots, piling on the pleasure.
Until eventually it became too much. Hunter abruptly screwed her eyes shut, her lithe body went stiff and her muscles all locked tight, smothering his fingers with her insides – honey soaking his fingers as she finally orgasmed upon them. The Commander slowed his finger movements but didn't stop altogether, dragging out her orgasm and gradually slowing the tempo, letting her ride it out without overwhelming her. Hunter replied by keeping her lips firmly against his, outright mashing her lips against his as she convulsed.
Then like a popped balloon she deflated, her muscles losing their stiffness and her grip on his hair loosening up, a moan tumbling out of her mouth and into his. ''Ohh~''
The Commander leaned back, looking Hunter in the eye for all of a second before she buried her face into his shoulder, clinging onto him. He smiled, releasing her breast and instead rubbing her back, slowly withdrawing his fingers from her womanhood – feeling her insides grip them as if begging to not leave. His fingers escaped regardless, wet and sticky, but he fixed that by wiping them dry on his pants.
He didn't know how long they stayed like that, her holding onto him as she came down from her high. What he did know was that the first thing she did when she left his shoulder was leaning up and kissing him, and groping his crotch.
''Mmph~!'' The Commander shuddered as he felt her nimble fingers squeeze his bulge; the lump in his pants unmistakable.
Hunter stroked it slowly. ''...mind undoing your belt?''
The Commander obliged, his hands shifting down and loosening it for her. Hunter whispered her thanks, cheeks aflame as she undid the button of his pants and pulled them down to his thighs much like he did to her, exposing his boxers. They came down too, finally freeing his erect cock – his shaft springing up to attention. The brunette stared at it for a second, embarrassed but unable to look away, before she managed to avert her gaze. And instead look him in the eye.
Then with gentle fingers Hunter curled her digits around his cock, giving it a little squeeze. He pursed his lips and let out a shuddering breath, pleasure tingling down his girth as the Destroyer slowly began to stroke him off, her hand sliding down to the base and then back up to the tip. Her motions were slow but firm, pausing for a split-second each tip she reached the tip or base, making sure he felt it before she continued.
''...Mn...'' Slowly Hunter slid away from him, holding his gaze even as the half-naked beauty laid herself down on her side – her head soon ending up in his lap.
''Hunter...'' He breathed with unrestrained arousal; gaze wandering from her flustered visage down her body, his gaze lingering on her butt. He reached out and groped it idly, his fingers sinking into her plush rear.
The brunette blushed at his touch and offered him a small, sweet smile, her gaze drifted down to his cock. She watched attentively as she stroked it, progressively moving her hand faster and faster until she was jerking him off, her head tilting slightly to the side as if examining his erect cock. Then without a hint of warning she slowed her jerks back down to tentative strokes, glancing back at him to see his reaction. His look of pursed-lipped pleasure made her smile.
''...I'll make you feel good now.'' Hunter whispered to him, leaning down.
Her long brown hair spilled over his lap, breath tickled the tip – and then Hunter's soft pink lips smooched the tip. The Commander gasped at the pleasurable sensation, drawing her eye briefly before she repeated the motion, looking him in the eye as she kissed his cock. When it was clear he felt no discomfort from the action Hunter let her eyes drift shut, mouth opening and her lips pursing down just under the head of his cock, engulfing the whole tip within her mouth.
Then, she sucked. It was a slow, strong suck, her lips sliding partway up his tip before she pushed her head back down, repeating the slow suck. Saliva wetted the tip and her tongue slowly lashed it, stroking up it or curling around it, her wet appendage indescribably wet and warm. Every breath she exhaled tickled his cock and every little moan tickled his cock with the sound, the vibrations almost numbing in their gentle intensity.
''Mm... slrp... slrp... Mmph...'' Hunter's began to bob her head further down, tucking some brown hair out of her face as she did so.
The Commander could only purse his lips and groan, trying in vain to hold back the sound. His gaze was fixated onto Hunter as the Destroyer's lips worked their way down his swollen cock, smearing glistening saliva along his meat. He could feel every little detail, from the lips that pursed lovingly around his girth or the tongue that stroked along the sides, her teeth held carefully out of the way so as to not hurt him. Every so often she cracked an eye open to look at him, making sure she was doing okay, and when it became apparent she most certainly was she let her eye drift shut and continued her loving blow-job.
Soon she had no more room for her fingers, uncurling them one by one before she pushed her lips all the way down – deep-throating him. Hunter held the position for a few long seconds, his cock throbbing within her wet mouth, before with a long suck she slid her lips back up to the tip. Then once again she deep-throated him, sliding her lips down and sucking her lips tightly around the base, holding still before going back up for air.
''Oh god, Hunter...'' The Commander whispered in pleasure, fingers curling into the carpet.
Hunter cracked an eye open, demurely looking back at him even as she repeated the motion – holding his gaze as his cock went down her throat. This time however she didn't hold still; instead she held onto his thighs and began to bob her head more, her sucks becoming wet-sounding slurps as she repeatedly deep-throating him, any gag reflex apparently non-existent to the brunette as she took him in deep, worsening the mounting pressure in his cock.
Then with a muffled moan Hunter tilted her head back up, sucking on the tip and grabbing his saliva-soaked cock, jerking off his shaft as she sucked the tip. The double stimulation set his cock on fire, a rising pressure racing up his cock and begging for release, the tip throbbing against Hunter's tongue as she lashed at it, her wet tongue stroking it almost hungrily. Several times she pulled back enough that she could peck and kiss the tip before taking him back into her mouth, sucking away at the tip whilst using her hand to work his shaft.
''H-Hunter...!'' He gritted out.
Hunter didn't stop. With eyes fluttering shut the brunette bobbed her head, enveloping more of his cock and lovingly sucking it, her lips going down just past the head whilst her hand attended to his wet shaft, the saliva on it allowing her hand to slip and slide with ease. The endless stimulation was proving too much for him, pre-cum leaking from the tip and his cock pulsating within her amazing mouth.
''Hah, shit-!'' The Commander gritted his teeth, tensed up – and then let out an explosive breath. ''Hah!''
Heat shot up his cock and erupted inside of Hunter's mouth; splattering across her tongue and down her throat. The brunette's brows furrowed and she jerked him off faster, coaxing out more spurts of cum that she readily swallowed, audibly gulping his semen down. Not a single droplet escaped from her pursed lips, saliva glistening across them in the dim light. Even when his orgasm spasmed to a close she didn't immediately remove her lips; keeping them there and sucking his cock clean.
Only then did Hunter lift her head, her lips sliding along his dick – before they popped off, allowing her to suck in soft gasps of air. One hand came up and wiped away the saliva on her lips, her rustic-red eyes demurely drawn to his. She swallowed a few more times, breaking eye contact only long enough to snatch up her abandoned mug of hot chocolate, downing the remaining liquid to wash away his load.
''You didn't have to swallow if you didn't want to.'' The Commander murmured to her.
Hunter's lips left the rim of her mug. ''...I wanted to... I didn't think you'd want to taste your own stuff on my lips, though...''
He cracked a smile. ''You really like kissing, huh?''
Hunter's cheeks burned, but she made no move to deny him. For a moment they sat in pleasant silence, his heavy breathing the only real sound... until the shifting of cloth soon joined it.
''Commander...''
Before him Hunter sat up on her knees, cheeks aflame as she grasped the waistband of her panties and shorts – pushing them down. They fell to her knees easily, already being unbuckled, and it was easy for the Destroyer to step out of them, her boots having been kicked off when she was busy blowing him. Without any of them on she was left bottomless before him, only one black thigh-high on her right leg to cloth her lower half. Her slit glistened with visible wetness, hardly hidden when she crawled towards him, gently straddling his waist and easing herself down onto him, sitting on him.
''...you sure about this?'' The Commander gently inquired.
Hunter nodded, smiling softly. Returning the soft smile he raised a hand up and grasped her hat, lifting it off and easing it onto the floor – leaving her beautiful visage unhidden. His hand slid up to her cheek, his thumb stroking over her kissable pink lips, prompting the brunette to plant a chaste kiss on his thumb.
The Commander shivered, sliding his hand off of her cheek and moving it down to her waist, holding her naked hips. Taking the hint Hunter lifted herself up a tiny bit, reaching down with her right hand and grasping his still-wet cock, aiming it. From his position he could see everything, his gaze briefly watching their imminent act – only for Hunter to cup his chin and tilt his head back up with naught but her index finger, smiling bashfully and bringing her lips close to his.
She didn't kiss him immediately, waiting as she guided the head of his cock into position with agonising slowness, the tip prying her folds a tiny bit apart-
-and then Hunter eased herself down his cock right as she kissed him.
''Mmph!''
The hot, pleasure-filled moan that flooded his mouth was matched only by his own moan of bliss, lightning shocking his cock as Hunter enveloped him completely. Her vaginal walls clamped around his cock, embracing him like a slick velvet and utterly melting his mind for a solid second, his mind briefly fried. He stirred from his pleasure-induced daze swiftly, his lips drifting apart from Hunter's as they both caught their breaths.
And then Hunter mashed their lips back together with a loving moan. The Commander reciprocated, one hand going behind him to support their weight whilst his other hand slid down to her bare ass, groping her peachy rear – coaxing Hunter into action. With knees pressing into the carpet the brunette lifted herself up, her insides tightly squeezing his sensitive cock before she readily pushed herself right back down, moaning into his mouth as he filled her back up again.
''Hah, Commander...!'' She gasped against his lips. ''Y-You feel... Mm...!''
He replied by kissing her back, intense enough that he pushed her head back a little. Hunter reciprocated soon after, moaning into his mouth as she feverishly undid his shirt buttons, sliding her hands under the folds and shoving his shirt open – allowing the brunette to wrap her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his, her bare chest squishing against his. The intimate skin contact only heightened their arousal; moans tumbling out of their throats as she began to move her hips more vigorously.
''Mn...!'' The Commander squeezed her ass, helping lift her up and guide her back down, his cock entering her slick hole seamlessly.
Perhaps owing to their foreplay there was no pain, no sting, no dryness. His shaft slid into her with slippery ease and ignited their nerves in the process, the relentless friction only encouraging Hunter to lift and drop her hips more, chasing after the heat building within. Yet a desire to let this moment last for as long as possible slowed her down, her quickening bounces falling into a steady rhythm – fast enough to get them off, but slow enough that they could enjoy it for longer.
''Mm... Mm... haah...'' Hunter lips parted from his. ''Commander, I love you...''
His lips pressed against hers, whispering the words back. ''I love you too.''
Even though they'd both known that since they started, the open confession darkened the blush on Hunter's cheeks – a groan bubbling out of his throat when he felt her tighten around him. His sound of pleasure was muffled when she kissed him once more, leaning more against him and prompting him to lean back more, letting her work her hips easier. The constant pattern of rising and falling on his cock grew no less pleasurable no matter how long it went on, but Hunter was nothing if not creative.
A fact he was reminded of as the brunette began to rotate her hips around in pleasurable circles, igniting his cock as she stirred it around. His gasping moan was matched by Hunter's own, her hips stuttering in their movements when the pleasure made her seize up too much – soon forcing Hunter to go back to riding him properly, unable to maintain the movement lest she cum too soon. The hand still groping her butt didn't help matters.
''Commander...'' Hunter whispered to his lips.
He rocked his hips, pushing his cock up into her just when she started to lower herself down – coaxing out a moan of bliss from Hunter as he filled her sooner than expected. Shivering in mutual arousal they repeated the motion, his cock thrusting up just when she went down – each thrust slightly faster than the last as the pleasure began to get to them, his cock swelling up within her pussy and hitting her deepest parts every time she impaled herself upon him.
''Hah, yes...'' She held onto him tighter. ''Almost... there... hah...''
''Me too.'' He kissed her cheek. ''S-Same time?''
Hunter jerkily nodded her head, lips pursing as she moved faster and faster, unable to maintain the slow pace any longer. Her pelvis slapped against his and his cock snugly fitted inside of her, their joined parts connecting over and over again. The Commander too tried to hold on for as long as possible, feeling throbs of want pulse up his cock, pushing to the tip and begging for release.
''Almost... almost...!'' Hunter gasped right into his ear. ''Almost... yes, now, now!''
The words, rapid and desperate, devolved into a gasping cry as Hunter orgasmed on his cock. His own climax hit in unison, a loud moan arising from his throat as he shot his cum inside of Hunter, hot ropes shooting up his cock and splattering deep inside of the brunette, her hips still desperately working and coaxing out more of his load, her insides becoming sloppy around his cock as he undoubtedly knocked her up.
Then with a jerk, Hunter's hips came to a stop – moaning into his ear as she finally went still in his lap. The Commander embraced her tightly, his hand moving to her upper-back and keeping her close, their sweaty bodies flush together and staving off any cold that crept into the office. His dick throbbed within her several more times, tiny spurts of cum escaping as she milked him dry, the wet heat smothering his cock a constant.
Until Hunter then slowly lifted herself off of his cock, sitting on his lap instead – her lips soon finding his.
One kiss became two, then three – and then the two of them were making out endlessly, their lips smacking together and their low, laboured breaths interspersed with it. They lost track of how long they just sat there and kissed, the simple act so exciting and intimate that it was all they could think to do, enjoying the tingling aftershocks of their climaxes.
''Hunter.'' The Commander pecked her lips. ''Let's get to the bed.''
The brunette's cheeks burned, but she offered no protest. With trembling knees the brunette stumbled up onto her knees, reaching past him to grab his fur-lined jacket before shifting over towards their makeshift bed. He followed her, eyes drawn to her cute butt and admiring it as she crawled, earning a flustered look from the huntress in the process. A decidedly cute look when she had nothing but her right hand to hide her rear.
Hunter made her way behind his desk, cheeks aflame as she turned around and laid herself down on her back. Her legs drifted open and he shifted over her, hands planting on either side of her head and her legs tickling his hips. The Commander glanced down, one hand coming to grasp his cock and stroke it a little, getting it hard for her – his gaze soon drifting to her pussy, noting the small trickle of cum leaking out. He pressed the tip of his cock against her leaking hole, but didn't immediately push in.
Not until he looked up at Hunter, earning a small smile from her. ''Mm.''
A slow roll of his hips, and he pushed back into her clenching warmth – groaning softly as her vaginal walls embraced his throbbing cock. Hunter let out a soft moan of her own, head pushing back into the makeshift pillow and eyes temporarily fluttering shut, only to crack back open again so she could look him in the eye – offering him a tender smile and a nod, telling him it was alright. In response the Commander gently began to thrust, pistoning his cock into her velvety tunnel.
''Mn...'' Hunter grunted softly, lips ajar as she panted. ''Blanket...''
Grunting an agreement the Commander took his large fur-lined coat, awkwardly leaning back a bit before flapping it out, laying it across his back and allowing it to spill over them both, containing the heat radiating off of their sweaty bodies. With his task done the Commander went back to working his hips, puffing out soft grunts as he drove himself into Hunter's womanhood, growing addicted to the wet flesh that smothered his intruding shaft.
Hunter made no moves to hide her moans. Soft sounds bubbled out past her lips or groaned out of her throat, mixing in with her puffing breaths – his gaze drifting down to her chest and watching it rise and fall. The alluring sight was too much for him to resist, tempting him to grab one of her breasts with his right hand, sinking his fingers into the soft flesh and lustfully fondling it, his ministrations coaxing out a happy moan from his lover.
''Hah, hah, Commander...!'' Hunter's gasping breaths were music to his ears.
In turn his thrusts grew more vigorous, his pelvis impacting hers with a fleshy smack and burying him up to the hilt within her womanhood. The fleshy smack sounded so much louder when it was just them in the office, their mutual panting even louder – until he dived down and claimed her lips in a deep kiss, muting their moans of pleasure for a few hot seconds; the sound returning the moment he broke off the kiss.
Smiling slightly up at him Hunter snaked her legs around his waist, her feet locking behind him and stopping him from pulling out, not that he was considering it. She pulled him into her more, forcing his thrusts to quicken and become rougher, the passionate bucks of his waist drawing out hot moans of bliss from the brunette, her inner walls constricting his cock; failing to stop him from pistoning into her, the cum still inside her leaving her slick and sloppy.
''Hah, hah...!'' Hunter shut her eyes. ''C-Commander... almost there, again...''
He nodded hastily, taking her hands in his and interlocking their fingers, holding their joined hands down against the carpet. Hunter tightened up at the lewd hand-holding, whimpers of pure pleasure bubbling up off her tongue and tempting him to lean down, hovering his lips over hers but not kissing her quite yet, delaying the kiss as he felt a familiar burn race up his cock, the wet squelches of his cock plunging into her intimately audible in that moment.
Their hands tightened their holds, Hunter sucked in a breath, arched her back – and then he mashed his lips against hers, kissing her deeply just as he came inside of her. Hunter convulsed beneath him, cry of pleasure muted by their mashing lips and her seizing frame pressed down by his own, their hands tightly holding each other's as they rode out their mutual orgasms.
Then in what felt like an instant the wave of all-consuming pleasure passed, and the Commander collapsed on top of her with a deep groan. Hunter moaned into his lips and broke off the kiss, resting her head in his shoulder instead, both of them gasping in much-needed lungfuls of air, shivering and shuddering as pleasurable aftershocks rushed through their bodies and rendered them tingling and hot.
''Commander...'' Hunter whispered into his shoulder, relaxing.
A soft mewl escaped her when he reared his hips back, slowly pulling out of her sex – his softening cock slipping out easily. With a grunt of effort the Commander rolled over onto the carpet next to her, breathlessly spreading his coat over them, the searing heat beneath the coat more than enough to keep them warm the rest of the night. Hunter clearly knew that, cheeks tingling red as she cuddled up against his side.
He returned the gesture; wrapping an arm around her and kissing her on the cheek. ''One hell of a way to warm up, huh?''
''Mm.'' She snuggled into his warmth. ''We'll... have to clean up in the morning...''
''That's fine.'' He felt his eyes grow heavy. ''Let's just sleep for now... Mm, night...''
''Night...''
And then like a light, both went out – falling into a blissful slumber.
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