"Huuuuuuuuh?"
A small smile came to my face as my secretary began her morning ritual in the usual fashion.
"Good morning, you're looking as lovely as always~," you say, giving her a small wave. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she turned her head to the side, pouting.
"I look the same as always! Save your compliments for Eugen, idiot..." She huffed and went over to the coffeemaker, fixing a couple cups and placing yours in front of you with enough force for it to smack the desk, but not enough to spill it.
"You really know me well... two sugars and no cream. You're the best, Hipper!" You smile up at her, but she turned away, her ears burning as she went to her desk, making a bunch of unnecessary noise as she rearranged it back to the exact same layout it was before. Sipping your coffee, you regarding her with adoration. You can't lie. Hipper was the object of your affections, though she never dared to admit she felt the same. Yet her protests seemed a bit more theatrical of late, giving rise to a nascent hope that had formed in your heart...
"Jeez, who would ever have a crush on you? I'm only here because Eugen said it would be a good idea to work with you or something.." Hipper mumbled loud enough for me to understand it.
"Crush? I didn't say anything about a crush, but if you're saying you want to have dinner together later..." You smiled at her, leaning back a little in your chair. Not like you could focus on my work anyway, not after she said that...
She went red, an incoherent stream of words escaping her before she managed to get herself under control, "Huh? I didn't say anything about a crush! Who would fall in love with an idiot like you! If you're offering I guess I wouldn't hate going to dinner with you as long as it's just the two of us." She sniffed, turning up her nose even as her fingertips beat a rapid pulse on her desk.
"Just the two of us? Well, that is why it's called a date..." you said, pushing your chair back and rolling it next to hers with a skillful kick. They gently bumped together as Hipper adopted an expression of annoyance.
"Date? Who said it was a date! I'm just joining you because it would be rude to turn down my Kommandant's request!" She pointed her finger at me, nearly poking your nose. You kissed her fingertip on a whim, and she stammered, pulling back her hand, but favoring it. "W-what was that for! Idiot... t-take me to dinner before you do stuff like that!"
"So you want me to take you to dinner before I kiss you? That's fair. Wait, are you saying you want to kiss me now?" You teased her, watching her blonde hair bob as she reacted, her green eyes shining as she fought to look anywhere but at you.
"I didn't say I wanted to kiss you now! Even a dummy like you should know the mood has to be right for that sort of thing! Oh, my god... augh..." She looked ready to go on one of her tirades, so you backed off a little. Though...
"What are you... Kommandant... you better... HAAAAA?" She jumps back, her face burning as you kiss her cheek, her eyes wide and staring at you in disbelief. You continue to smile at her as she sputters, trying to get whatever she's trying to say out of her mouth. It takes a minute or so, but eventually she manages something.
"Y-you better have a damn good reason for that, idiot!" She says. You consider what you could say after performing such an action.
"Oh well, you know... I just think you look so cute when you blush," You tell her, your smile widening as she blinks, her green eyes showing a brief moment of confusion before she quickly looks away, muttering something you can't quite hear. "What was that?" You press.
"I said..." She heaves a sigh, "you're only saying that kind of stuff to get on my sister's good side... Eugen or Heinrich are your real targets."
You feel perplexed. Did she really consider herself less of a girl because she wasn't well-endowed like they were? Hmm. You think to yourself how you need to be careful... what you do next could very well make or break any chance you have with Hipper.
You decide that words are... somewhat meaningless right now, so you stand up and wrap your arms around her. She makes a soft noise of consternation, but then something you didn't expect happens... she wraps her arms around you as well.
"Hmph... you just... maybe..." she murmurs, the scent of her soft, golden hair permeating your senses. Your embrace lasts a surprisingly long time, and when you do break apart, you notice her hesitation. She looks at you, her voice softer than usual as she she reveals just the slightest bit of affection, "I don't... hate you or anything, but this better not be some kind of prank or I really will hate you forever."
"Hipper... is it so hard to believe I care for you? You've been by my side for many months now, you're the one I trust more than anyone, and you're one hell of a shipgirl," Your earnest words bring just the slightest, barely visible smile to her face.
Hipper says nothing, but reaches out and brushes your hand with hers, looking away and trying her best to adopt her usual look of annoyance. You consider asking her out on a date, but decide against it. You don't want to press your luck.
Lunch comes around, and Hipper has been unusually quiet this morning. Normally she would pester you about minor errors in your reports, little things like an illegible letter or a useless bit of information. However, she seems to be correcting these things without her usual barrage of 'idiot' and 'I can't believe you're the Kommandant...'
She looks expectantly at you. What do you order for lunch?
"What would you like to have?" You ask her. She scoffs, shaking her head.
"You mean you don't know what I would like, despite claiming the opposite?"
You wrack your brain, trying to think of what the Iron Blood shipgirl would like that wasn't her own fare. Then... you decide that the safest choice is just Iron Blood fare.
You rattle off your idea and she nods, "Kommandant, if you knew why didn't you just do so in the first place. Hmph... I suppose I can understand wanting to let me make a decision, but it's nice to know you actually remember stuff about me..."
"I understand," you say diplomatically. Without asking, you excuse yourself to get the food, breathing a sigh of relief as you walk towards the canteen. You had fallen for her some time ago, but she was so difficult to read, and she seemed even more severe than Bismarck at times.
You were so wrapped up in your thoughts that you nearly ran into Prinz Eugen, who happened to be watching you intently. You stopped at the last second, then backtracked when you looked up to see her face about an inch from yours. She was grinning, and you already knew what was coming.
"Oh my, lost in thought again, are we? Hmm... I wonder who you could be thinking of... maybe... she has a washboard chest and poor sense of humor? My, my... did you finally grow a pair and at least try to confess your feelings for my dear sister?"
You hesitate for a moment, "Eugen... things are going well. Also, I worry that I misplaced my confidence when I admitted my feelings for her..."
"Tsk, tsk... not trusting one of your kansen? I wouldn't tell her a thing~. Plus, you two are far too cute, despite being a couple of brick walls for so long. Even after your little trip together? Hmm... ohoho! So that's why you were being so secretive. You bought a ring, didn't you. Do you need my help, future brother-in-law?"
Something told you that accepting her help would be unwise in the extreme. You turn her down gently, "It's quite all right, Eugen. If I can't do this alone, then I obviously don't deserve her."
Eugen favors you approvingly.
She leaves, and you collect the food, and the beer. You haul everything back to find Hipper waiting for you, hands on her hips. You set the tray down and pick up a mug, offering it to her. She maintains her stance, eyes narrowed suspiciously. Uh oh...
"What was so important that you had to talk to Prinz for five minutes? I know that look on her face... she's meddling again," Hipper looks at you expectantly.
"Honestly? She was trying to meddle, but I told her I didn't need her help. We've... done a lot together, Hipper, and I do care about you. Yet, honestly... I just want what we have and what we could have to be between us and us alone." You tell her the truth, not holding back.
She appraises you for a minute as you feel sweat beading on the back of your neck. Then, she surprises you yet again...
"You're an idiot..." she says, hugging you this time. You don't think you've ever seen her show you more affection in the many months you've been together than she's shown you in a single day. You wrap your arms around her again, your heart pounding.
"I love you, Hipper..." You say, worried your heart might actually just beat out of your chest.
She's quiet, but her chest is pushed tightly to yours, and when you concentrate... you can feel her heart beating as hard as yours. You have to strain to hear her reply, "I know that... dummy..."
You smile in relief. It was as close of a reciprocation as you were likely to get. This time, she seemed genuinely loath to leave your embrace. Instead of eating lunch across from each other today, you sit side by side.
The silence weighs heavily as you finish eating. You learned it's best to take the lead if she offers nothing of her own will. What do you talk about?
"You know, Hipper... you never really told me about what instruments you play, much less play one for me..." You begin. She turns away, likely to hide her suddenly flushed face.
"T-that's because I don't know how to play them well..." Hipper stammers.
"I have literally watched you slay your electric guitar," you remind her.
"W-well, that's different!"
"How is that different?"
"It's different!"
"Would you play it for me?"
"W-what? Why would I do that?"
"Because I want you to."
"And what do I care what you want!"
"Cause I love you."
"Y-you! You can't just... say it out loud like that... I... f-fine..."
She turns to you, fidgeting. You place one hand over hers, finding it surprisingly delicate. She doesn't push it away.
"You probably want me to put on my muse costume too, huh..."
"If you're offering..."
She said nothing, but you swear you saw yet another smile cross her face. Did she... was she actually looking forward to playing for you?
"Hipper, thank you," You say, wanting to make sure she knew you were happy and, more importantly, grateful, for her acquiescence to a private concert.
"Haa? For what?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. You open your mouth, but your brain catches up in time and you shut it before saying something dumb.
Instead, you help her clean up lunch and get back to work. Towards the end of the day, you lean over to see her stretching, and you can't help but admire her lithe form. She turns her head and looks like she's about to say something, but instead just continues to stretch for longer than usual.
"This weekend, ok?" she says.
"Hmm?"
"I'll play for you this weekend..."
"I'm really looking forward to it!"
"Don't be so excited... you haven't even heard me play anything solo. I won't forgive you if you lie and say it's just as good as when I'm with the group."
"Then I'll make sure you have so much fun during the day you won't even be thinking about such a fallacy."
"I guess... I don't dislike the idea of spending an entire day with you... I definitely wouldn't completely hate it if we went to the beach and shared an ice cream, either... at all..."
"I'll keep that in mind," You promise her.
For the first time, you walk her back to her dorm and share a brief hug before saying goodbye to one another. You can see Eugen ambush her just inside the door before it closes, and the last sound you hear from Hipper that day is a resounding...
"HAAAAAAAAA?"
The day was finally here, and the rest of the week had gone smoothly, if not mostly uneventful. It was a rare Friday holiday, and you are on your way to pick up Hipper in front of the Iron Blood dorms. You recall the past week, and consider how well things have gone. The morning after, she had hugged you in greeting, though she immediately followed it up with one of her derisive noises. You suspected that that was more to maintain appearances than anything else, however. In the evening, you surprised her with a hug, and she hugged you back... and not only that, she hugged you back tightly. She might not be willing to say out loud how she feels, but she is more than willing to express her affection through contact...
She comes out of the dorms, scowling and yelling something incomprehensible back at Prinz, the cruiser waving at you with a mischievous grin on her face. You ignore her and smile at Hipper, noting the long, translucent shirt she wore over her bikini. This you could just make out, but you carefully keep your gaze on her face, only letting your eyes wonder over her long, exposed legs and attractive thighs momentarily.
"You look great," You tell her, smiling and offering her your arm. She comes to a stop in front of you and scowls, blushing as she greets you her in trademarked fashion.
"Huuuh? You're just saying that..." Her voice is softer than usual, but you swear you can see a brief smile. It goes without saying that you're captivated by her green eyes and golden locks, her hair let down and shimmering in the morning sunlight.
She holds out her hand after looking at your arm, and you reach out to hold it as she takes a place at your side. She mutters something, but squeezes your hand as you head towards the beach together.
"I haven't seen you with your hair down before. You really are beautiful, Hipper!" You say hoping to strike up a conversation. She stops, and you follow suit, turning to look at her as she cocks her head slightly.
"I... didn't think you'd notice, Kommandant. I haven't tried it before and... thank you. It means a lot, to hear that from you... you aren't so bad looking yourself... h-hey, don't look at me like that!" She blushes as you regard her with some level of shock. It isn't like Hipper to be this frank, or to accept a compliment with such... grace. It's your turn to blush when she stands on her toes to give you a soft kiss on the cheek, turning away quickly after she grabs your hand again, suddenly becoming very, very interested in the side of the path.
"Heh..." You make a small, happy sound, getting her attention once again.
"D-don't make a big deal out of it! I just did it cause I felt like it... dummy..." She scoffs, but out of the exchange you make conversation with her and learn that she has a secret wish to one day own an Indian motorcycle from the Eagle Union.
She tells you a lot of specifics about them, but you lose most of the details because, you know, you're kind of focusing on the fact that she just kissed you.
You're at the beach before you realize it, and you pull open your bag after Hipper points to a relatively empty space. It's not quite as busy as you'd expect, but you are early. Nonetheless, you see a few other shipgirls getting set up and playing as well. You see Z23 close by and wave to her. She waves back, and you turn to see Hipper waving at her too. She blushes.
"W-what?" she asks, suddenly self-conscious. Only then do you realize she has her shirt halfway unbuttoned. Your breath catches in your throat as your eyes pan down her barely concealed chest. Her breasts are quite delicate, though they are there, the bump unmistakable. You never saw them like this before, and off the top of your head, you'd say they're a small B.
A moment passes before your eyes snap up to her face to see her regarding you with an expression caught somewhere between annoyance, shyness, and... worry? That's odd.
"K-Kommandant?" she stutters slightly.
"Shit, Hipper, I didn't mean to stare but..." You begin, only to be cut off.
"You didn't mean to stare? Huuuh? S-so what? Are you comparing them? Maybe you'd prefer Prinz after all?" She accuses you. She's trembling. You contemplate your next words.
"Hipper, I love small boobs, what was I supposed to do?" You tell her, perhaps a little too honestly.
But...
"R-really?" She takes a deep breath, "I... I'm sorry."
"Sorry?"
"D-don't..." She finishes taking off her shirt and folds it neatly, setting it on the blanket and standing in front of you, arms behind her back. Her bikini has a small frilly skirt above the bottom, the thin fabric of the covering itself stretched tight over her body. "Kommandant... why does someone like me please you more than Prinz, or Heinrich, or the battleships... Prinz would give you anything and everything."
"Hipper... I adore you, everything about you. I wish... I wish we could spend even more time together," you say to her, and she favors you with a genuine smile.
"Well... Prinz helped me pick out this bikini when I told her we were going to the beach. What do you think?" She asks you, puffing out her chest slightly. Her green eyes bore into you.
You take your time, starting at her neck and taking in every bit of her exposed skin. Her small breasts are sexy, and as your eyes slide along the contour of her bikini top, she seems to puff out her chest a little more. You wonder what they feel like, and you can just about make out her small, delicate nipples through the black fabric.
Perfect midriff, stunning thighs... she really went out of her way to pick something that would flatter her, and you make sure she knows just how much you enjoy her effort.
"Hipper, you are... fuck it, you look incredibly sexy," you say, the words coming out before you can really do anything to stop them. Her face is crimson.
"Huuuh? Kommandant, you... w-well..."
She pauses, narrowing her eyes slightly.
"Hmph... I accept your ridiculous compliment... w-what the hell is that?" She points to your swimsuit, and you find you are now sporting a somewhat obvious bulge. You didn't even notice until now...
"Hey, Kommandant! Hey, Hipper! You guys having a friendly date?" Eugen called out, rapidly making her way over to the two of you. In a flash, Hipper is in front of you, hiding your erection from her sister and stammering.
"It's not a date, Eugen! We're just..." She begins.
You put your arms around hipper, resting them on her waist and pulling her against you. She places her hands over yours but doesn't try to remove them. Your bulge presses tightly against her cleft as she leans back into you, accepting your embrace. Only a slight noise of surprise escapes her as she feels you twitch against her.
"Oh, wow... you two are getting along much better than I thought," Eugen laughs.
"Hey, I'm just happy we're out on a date," you reply, nuzzling the top of Hipper's head.
"Aww... you two are way too cute. Alright, well, Wales is over there and, you know how she can't resist a swimsuit..." Eugen threw the both of you a wave and was gone.
"Um... Kommandant..." Hipper says softly. You realize that it is very warm... you look down to see your member has escaped the confines of your swimsuit and is now pressed to Hipper's back.
"S-sorry..." You try to move back, but in one smooth motion Hipper turns around and pushes you to the blanket, using her body to hide your exposed cock from the rest of the beachgoers.
"Huuh? Sorry for what? You're sorry I turn you on?"
"No, no, no... I... well..." She pushes a finger to your lips.
"Shut up... idiot. We're gonna get caught..." She hisses, and you obey. She looks down to your dick, her eyes wide as she takes in the sight.
Hipper's soft hand grabs you before you have time to think, and she begins stroking you insistently, "Come on, Kommandant... it's gonna look bad if we get caught... so just hurry up!" She stares at you, but she's panting with excitement.
"It's not that easy..." You tell her.
"W-what else do you need?" She asks. A moment later, she reaches up and pulls aside on half of her bikini, exposing her small breast, a cute, pink, delicate rosebud nipple stiff and begging to be sucked.
That was certainly doing it, but...
"A kiss from a pretty girl might help..." You suggest, and she looks at you in surprise for a moment. Then, an actual laugh escapes her. She's so relaxed, and her hand movements get less aggressive.
"I can't believe... I'm doing this with Kommandant..." She whispers and leans down, planting her lips on yours. Soft, sweet... she was putting her all into it, pouring all the latent affection she felt for you into that one kiss. You reach around her and wrap your arm around her waist as she jerks you off insistently, feeling you swell as you fight against your climax.
"Hipper... Hipper..." You moan as she breaks the kiss, breathing heavily.
"D-don't make a mess... ah... fuck... fuck..." She hesitates for a moment.
"I blame you for this, Kommandant!" She says, glaring at you before replacing her hand with her mouth just before you cum. Her hot, wet mouth engulfs you, her soft tongue pressing against your tip as she hides what she's doing. Still, she looks sidelong at you, and you see... desire in her eyes. She wants this.
"C-Cumming..." You manage to say as you shudder in climax, unable to stifle a singular moan as hot, thick ropes of cum pour from you and into Hipper's waiting mouth. Her hand flashes out and grabs yours, squeezing it tightly as her eyes widen.
You watch as she swallows it without thinking, staying as she is until the last of your seed spills into her mouth. When she lifts her head, she licks an errant strand of the stuff from her lips as she replaces your rapidly softening cock back into your swimsuit.
"That... didn't taste as bad as I expected..." she said, laying down next to you.
"That was... that was beyond amazing, Hipper!" You say, and the two of you share another kiss.
"Dummy... I just wanted to make sure we weren't caught, and having you cum everywhere would have made a scene... plus you still need to get me ice cream," she said, looking away and fixing her top.
"Sure, what flavor do you want?" You offer. Instead, she rests her head on your chest and brings your hand to her crotch. Her bikini bottom is soaked with something that is definitely not water...
"Huuh? You don't want to take care of this first?" She asks, kissing your chest lightly before looking up at you.
"I suppose we should find somewhere a little more... private, then?" You say, and she squeezes your hand in acknowledgement.
"This spot looks good," you say after a few minutes of searching. It's mostly hidden from view, but if you stood at the right point...
"Thank god, I can't wait any longer, you dummy," Hipper says and throws the blanket down. It's a miracle sand doesn't get anywhere, but she's on her back in an instant, her legs spread, juices leaking from between the seams of her bikini bottom.
You play it safe and get on top of her, pressing your lips to hers as you run your hand down her body, her slender form and soft skin making you ache with desire. She kisses you back eagerly, and grabs your hand, angling it towards her crotch. Your fingers press against her wet slit.
"K-Kommandant... I'm offering myself to you, dummy... do I need to spell it out?" Hipper says as you break your kiss.
"I love you, Hipper," you say, then forget what you were going to follow it up with.
"You idiot..." she says, but she presses her lips to yours again, pulling you against her as you undo her bikini bottom, just going with what feels right. When your lips break she favors you with a small smile, "I... wouldn't hate saying that I love you too..."
You kiss her neck first, working your way along her collarbone and along the supple, nearly nonexistent curve of her breast. Her bikini top is already loose, and with some quick jostling it becomes a non-issue. You take a moment to admire her small breasts, her perky nipples calling out to you to be sucked. So delicate, yet a little puffy.
"Kommandant... haa... j-just like that..." Hipper moans softly as you trace the gentle curve of her breasts with your tongue, inhaling her scent as you do so. When you run your tongue along her nipple, she gasps in sudden pleasure, driving her crotch up against your leg and grinding you briefly.
In an instant you're hit with a realization... you need to take your time with her breasts. Her nipples are incredibly sensitive and going too hard, too fast, would be too much for the inexperienced shipgirl to handle. You feel lucky, and breath a sigh of relief.
"How does that feel, Hipper?" You ask her after you swirl your tongue around her areola, her body shuddering as she lifts her head to look at you. She opens her mouth to answer, but you flick her nipple with your tongue, causing her to cry out again. She roughly grabs your hand and pushes it to her now bare crotch. You feel her juices soak into your fingers as two of them slip inside of her.
She begins using your hand to get off, moaning as you wrap your lips around her breast, sucking it in earnest, your tongue constantly stimulating her.
"God yes... fuck yes... you idiot... m-making me do this... pervert... I love it... I love you, idiot... pervert..." Hipper moans. Hooking your fingers, you attack her g-spot, though she has no way to stifle her moans. If anyone came close, they would surely hear the two of you engaged in raucous foreplay.
"M-make me cum, Kommandant!" Hipper begs you, and you lift your head from her already softened nipple and attack her still sensitive one, doubling down on your efforts as she releases your hand and digs her fingers into your thighs.
She cries out in pleasure, a rapturous scream surely attracting attention as you feel her insides constrict around your fingers, her back arching as your tongue stimulates her nipple. Her juices drench your hand as she squirts, the rest dribbling down her thighs and staining the blanket.
"Oh, my god... Kommandant... Kommandant..." She pants as you break the suction on her breast. You take a moment to admire your handiwork, and she stares at you and you admire her chest. She laughs softly, "You really... are telling the truth... pervert..."
She looks up at you expectantly.
You kiss her, and feel one arm wrap around your neck, the other is busy removing your swimsuit, and a moment later you feel your tip press against her hot, wet slit. You leak precum from the feeling alone, and she moans softly into your mouth as your tongues dance around one another.
You break your kiss, looking deep into each other's eyes.
"I love you," you tell her.
"I know, dummy. You keep saying it."
"Hipper, I love you."
"Y-yes... stop saying it so much, idiot!"
"Hipper, I really love you so much!"
"I! Argh... you dummy... I love you too... I was just waiting for you to get it through that dense skull of yours..."
She pouts, and you kiss her again. She smiles up at you as your cock rests against her entrance.
You nearly slip inside of her before you manage to back away, and when you break the kiss and begin to kiss her way down her body, she protests weakly, "Kommandant... w-what are you doing... I'm ready..."
Yet she continues to make soft sounds of pleasure as you focus on her belly, your tongue teasing Hipper's navel as she squirms a little, giggling softly.
"Haha... Kommandant... s-stop that!" She bites her lip, her hands clenching the blanket as she shudders with barely repressed excitement. You don't linger, however, and soon your lips press against the trimmed hair just above her slit. Soft and sweaty, her musk excites you in a way you've never quite felt before. You long to fuck her, but she seems to be enjoying your service...
You continue to enjoy her muff, the soft hairs tickling your nose in a rather pleasant way, the sensation rather enjoyable. Teasing her clit with your tongue only adds to the experience as you taste her juices, her scent and taste now well known to you. You love them both... then again; you love Hipper.
Hipper's voice is soft, small... unusual. She sounds almost... embarrassed. "Ah... Kommandant... I would have shaved... if I had known..."
"Why?" You ask her suddenly, lifting your head. "Why would you shave? What's wrong with this? It's very pretty."
"Don't call me pubes pretty, you absolute idiot!" She scoffs.
"Can I call your pussy pretty?" You say, chuckling softly at her bluster.
"Kommandaaaaant..." she groans, sighing heavily.
"They're pretty, your boobs are pretty, your butt is pretty, your body is pretty, your face is pretty... what do you want me to say? If I said your insides were pretty, I'd sound like a psychopath," I said, heaving an obviously fake, weary sigh.
She snorted, like, actually snorted with laughter. You carefully don't acknowledge it. A moment later she replies, "I... glad. Eugen always tries to make me shave, but I don't want to... I like it. I'm not unhappy you like it too."
Some things just don't need a verbal response, and you show her how you feel about it with your tongue. Licking the soft, puffy lips of her labia, teasing her clit as her thighs trembled... to nearly crush you when you thrust your tongue deep inside of her. Hipper's excited gasp as you ate her out made you want to see what she was doing with her hands...
You could just about make them out, and you realized she was playing with her breasts. Was it really this easy? You had some close calls, but it seemed like Hipper really loved you, too. Hell, she had put up with you for long enough, and even Eugen had given up trying to get the two of you together. Yet... now that you were here... it seemed like you always had been.
A moment of clarity breaches your lust as you continue to tease her hymen, her soft moans accompanying your attentions. She was so caught up in her lust that she was more than likely willing to do anything... but later you would bear the consequences. Your cock pulses in desperation, and you lift your lips after a few minutes, slowly kissing your way back up her midriff and enjoying her breasts. She seems happy with how you've handled yourself, but is she ready to have her virginity taken?
You look hipper in the eye and smile, gently placing your hand on the side of her head as your thumb caresses her cheek. She reaches up and does the same to you. Your member twitches as it kisses her entrance.
"Hipper, is it ok? I felt your..."
She cuts you off, "I'm here at the beach, about to make love to my Kommandant... who I..." She hesitates for a moment.
She makes an indistinct sound, biting her lip as she looks away.
Her eyes fill with a determination you normally only see when she's on sortie, yet an undercurrent of love fills them as she meets your gaze, nodding, "Kommandant... there's no one else I'd rather give it too."
She pauses, then continues, "I love you, Kommandant... now put it in me, you dummy! If I have to say any more embarrassing stuff I'm gonna... haaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
She cries out as your tip tears her hymen. You stop moving as tears spring to her eyes. You feel the warmth of her virgin blood against your tip, and you push slowly into her. Hipper's mouth hangs open slightly, gasps escaping her in soft, low tones as you feel her fingers dig into your back.
"Hey, you ok, Hipper?" You ask her, concerned. Her pained expression isn't quite masked by the one of contrived annoyance.
"J-just move..." she says, and you continue to do so, kissing her deeply as you reach her deepest parts, your tip pressing against her womb as she clings to you. From her, you sense an implicit trust, though she would admit nothing of the sort.
Your slow thrusts are hard to maintain, but the normally boisterous and proud shipgirl beneath you has given you something that she can never take back. She loves you enough to give that to you...
You feel the smile on her lips as you continue to kiss her. She seems unwilling to break that for fear of you seeing just how happy she is. Are you really willing to take this shipgirl as your own? She is right, after all... a girlfriend such as her isn't a walk in the park, and she won't just throw herself at you. Yet... doesn't that make it worth it? You've already earned her love, and oh boy does she adore you. There are many ways to express one's love.
Hipper's is...
Hipper's is touch...
All this time... you never noticed. A hand there, sitting close to you as you reviewed paperwork, any excuse she could get to make physical contact... and you, being the dense motherfucker you were... never even realized it. It all seems so obvious now.
Her insides squeezed against you as she learned your shape, her desire growing. Hipper's tongue swam in your mouth, her eyes shut tight as she lost herself in you. Yet you were doing the exact same, the world forgotten but for Hipper, the sounds of the ocean distant and indistinct.
She arched her back against you, nails digging into your back, her small breasts pushed tightly to your chest, her entire body clinging to yours as if the mere separation of you two would steal this moment away...
Without noticing, you had begun to thrust into her roughly, though she was pressing back, her cries of pleasure muffled by your unending kiss, your throbbing cock constantly squeezed as her pussy milked you of every bit of precum you had. Again and again you felt your tip press to her womb, and you wanted nothing more than to fill it...
A pleasant, tingling sensation spreads from your crotch outward, your cock swelling as your impending climax makes itself known. Hipper reflexively tightens her grip on you, and you hold back, shuddering as your insides twist and knot, desperate to cum.
Then, you feel it. Her entrance wraps around the base of your cock as her insides clamp down on you, squeezing you tightly as she climaxes, her body shuddering, her cry barely audible until she pushes you over the edge.
Then, her lips finally break from yours as she lets out a cry of ecstasy louder than you could have imagined as thick ropes of your seed pour into her womb as you barely support your own weight. Shot after shot of cum leaves you, each one provoking an intense response from Hipper, who you notice has a line of drool running from the corner of her mouth. You lick it away, kissing her again as you pull out of her, the last of your cum making a mess of her pubes.
You collapse beside her, and she immediately finds her way against you. You wrap and arm around her and squeeze her butt, but she is too caught up in the moment to complain about it. You lay there in silence for some time before finally finding your will to speak.
"That was amazing, Hipper..." You breathe, still feeling aftershocks. She runs a finger along your chest, looking up at you and smiling.
"I wouldn't hate doing it again..." she admits, and then asks you a single question. "Now... what flavor ice cream are you gonna get for me?"
"Chocolate?" You offer, and she shrugs. It was the beach, not that there was much else available anyway. She waves her hand, and you leave to go get the cold, tasty treat after pulling up your swimsuit, leaving her to get redressed, fondly replaying the events that just happened. You look back at her as she spread her legs, focusing on her crotch. You see a trickle of her virginity run down her thigh, and your heart swells... you move your gaze to see her staring back at you, covering herself and blushing. She opens her mouth to yell but you beat a hasty retreat, making the five-minute walk to the little stand run by that greedy little shit.
"Nya! Welcome to Akashi's best ice cream! Hand made with Kashino milk, nya!" she proclaims. You call her out on her nonsense.
"Akashi, you stole this from the canteen last week," you say, sighing.
She looks away, bashful, "Nyansense! Anyway, you want ice cream or not?"
You pay her the exorbitant asking price for the two cones of chocolate ice cream. Two scoops each. You fork over the cash, "I'm sending you against Taihou next time."
"W-what? Repair ships don't belong in that theater..." She said. She takes half the bills and hands them back to you. "Beating me at my own game..."
She pouts as you pocket the money and take your ice cream. You turn, only to find Eugen a couple steps in front of you. She looks up at you and smiles, plucking both cones from your hands.
"You should be more careful, you could have dropped these..." She hands them back after you regain your balance. "I noticed you two sneak off... and by your smile, I see that you two finally did the deed. Now... Akashi, two more chocolate cones," she said, looking past you.
"Sorry, nya~. That was the last of the chocolate," Akashi said, shrugging and looking at you with an evil little grin.
Prinz touched a finger to her lips thoughtfully, "You know... vanilla or strawberry might be a better flavor for Hipper."
"What..." You shake your head, "You're full of it."
"Really? So you don't trust her sister?" She grinned, "You see, I know Wales loves chocolate ice cream, as do I... but you don't know what Hipper likes."
"I assume you aren't going to tell me?" You reply.
She nods, "Mhmm... you already made it clear you don't need my help, so... what'll it be?"
"Fine..." You begrudgingly hand over the cones, and she smiles, looking over your shoulder at Akashi, who mumbles something about being picked on before you turn around and see her offering two cones of strawberry ice cream.
"Ahh, excellent choice!" Prinz smiles and leaves.
You take the cones, "You don't happen to have chocolate sauce, do you?"
"Maybe..." Akashi smirks.
"Don't be coy with me, cat. Just drizzle it and don't make me assign you to Utter Pain."
"O-of course, nya!"
You return to Hipper quickly, who is staring at you, eyes narrowed, "That took a while... and that isn't chocolate."
"Ah, I'm sorry, I was... ambushed by Eugen," You tell her, figuring it wouldn't set a good precedent to lie to her right after the two of you made love. She takes the proffered cone from your hand and smiles, "Strawberry with chocolate sauce... this one is just as good. Oh, and, Kommandant... I couldn't care less what flavor of ice cream we're having. Just as long as..." She blushed, "j-just as long as I'm having it with you..."You smile and lean over to kiss her. She pushes you away gently, "I-I'm eating my ice cream, idiot! W-we aren't having a moment or anything..."
You chuckle softly, the two of you sitting pressed together as you enjoy your sweet treats. By the time you've finished them, both of you don't feel like doing much else other than going home.
"Huu... your cum is still pouring out of me. Couldn't you cum less, dummy?" Hipper looked away imperiously.
"I uh... don't think that's how it works..." you say hesitantly.
"Oh! Kommandant, there you are... Graf says that if I wanted to be annoying and have fun and play that I should find you. Belchan is too busy taking care of the stupid Royals and Little Illustrious refuses to wake up even though she isn't top heavy like Illustrious..." The little carrier looked at the two of us. "What are you and Hipper doing here, anyway? This place is far away. Did the noise bother you?"
"Something like that..." you say, turning to Hipper.
"Let's go play with her, yeah?" You tell Hipper, who smiles at the little shipgirl.
"Of course! I wouldn't dream of abandoning the two of you," she said, briefly coloring before jumping up.
"Yay! I like it when Hipper plays with me. We're so similar!" Zeppy smiled brightly.
"H-How so?" Hipper stammered, looking back at you with a look that told you silence was the only policy.
"You like having fun!" Zeppy smiled.
"Oh, hehe, I see..." Hipper said, sighing in relief.
"And because Zeppelin says we have the same chest size!"
"You know, I think there is a key difference..." you say, summoning a deep courage to aid you in your moment of need.
"Pray tell what that may be?" Hipper turned, her back to Zeppy and facing you. Her face was carefully neutral.
"Well, the fact that I love you," you say.
"Huuuh? That's it?" She says.
"Ah, yeah... there is the fact that to me, you have the better chest, especially because..." You lower your voice, "I get to touch it, among other things... and because I'm pretty sure doing the same thing to Zeppy would get me hauled away by the MPs..."
Hipper stares at you in disbelief, "You... you're joking... you wouldn't consider... you really are joking. Oh, my god... Kommandant... you absolute IDIOT!"
"Feel better?" You ask.
"Ja..." She sighs, "I guess... Kommandant... you make me feel all these things, especially now, and it should be enough to know you are happy with who I am, and my body, but..."
"But your're comfortable enough to slip into your native tongue when speaking to me now?" You observe.
"You... oh, I see what you're trying to do. Danke, Kommandant... now, let's go play with Zeppy. Maybe one day you'll get to play with a daughter of your own..."
"Huh?" You stand in disbelief as the two of them walk away towards the surf before shaking your head and collecting your thoughts. You chase after them a moment later, spending a fun afternoon on the beach with Hipper and Zeppy.
A few hours later…
"You want... what?" Hipper looks at you in disbelief.
"It's fun when couples shower together!" You insist.
"You just want to see me naked again..." Hipper responds, but her sigh of acquiescence was a welcome result.
"You still owe me a kiss from earlier," you remind her. She backs away and peels off her swimsuit, casting the pieces aside and revealing her attractive, soft backside. You strip out of your clothes and run up behind her, pulling her to you, one hand cupping her breast, the other on her ass.
"H-hey! Not yet, idiot... I still stink of saltwater..." She protested, but you hold her firmly, pinching her nipple slightly as your cock presses against her cleft.
You let her break away a minute later, and she turns on the water, glancing back at you with a furtive expression. She holds out her hand to test the water, and you admire her side profile, the slender, almost nonexistent bump of her breast catching your eye.
"Jeez... you don't have to stare so much..." Hipper mumbled.
"Sorry, but I just love them..."
"Pervert..."
"Guilty!"
She laughed briefly, then pulled you into the shower with her, then against her. The glass door banged shut and Hipper's insistent lips met your own.
You could feel the heat of her crotch against your member, the soft folds of her pussy rubbing against it as her arms wrapped around you. Her lips were sweet, her tongue even sweeter. The soft sound of kissing mixed with the gentle pour of water from the rainfall showerhead above the two of you.
"Kommandant..." She moaned softly as she broke the kiss. "Do you promise to take care of me? To love me, no matter what?"
"Of course, Hipper... do you promise the same to me?"
"Dummy... I wouldn't ask if I didn't..." She smiled, though, and brought one of your hands to her chest. "I'm happy... I keep saying it like an idiot but I'm so happy..."
"Me too."
"I um... it felt good earlier, but I'm a little sore... your dick won't stop poking me, though. Um... I wouldn't hate it if... you used my thighs instead..." She blushed, and you grab a bottle of body wash, generously 'washing' your cock until it was nice and slick.
"I'd love to," You say, and push your member between her thighs. It was rubbing against her slit, and she moaned softly as you thrust slowly, her thighs squeezing your cock in their warm embrace.
It wasn't the same as being inside her, but seeing her shiver, knowing you were using her thighs to get off... damn... that was amazing! Your hand was forced from her breast as she pulled you against her, making it a little difficult to work your hips.
You reach behind her and plant both hands firmly on her soft ass, squeezing her cheeks as you continue to use her thighs. You were about to speak, but her lips cut you off again.
Hot water cascaded over both you and Hipper as she ran her hand down your back, clamping it to your ass. You stopped thrusting and noticed that she was beginning to move herself.
Her smooth, soft thighs glided over you, taking her time whenever she felt your tip against her skin, focusing on it for a moment before going back to your shaft, clenching the muscles in her legs to briefly tighten against you.
"Do my thighs feel good?" Hipper asks, breaking the kiss for a moment.
"Amazing... another part of you I love..." Your voice is shaking.
"Heh... dummy... but your already throbbing... are you gonna cum so quickly?" She worked her hips faster as you fought back against the desire to do just that.
"N-not yet..." You hiss through your teeth.
"It's ok, Kommandant... please cum with my thighs," Hipper kisses you again, gently biting your lip as her green eyes bore into yours.
"Kommandant... cum for me, Kommandant..." She whispers into your ear a few minutes later.
"I'm cumming for you, Hipper!" You moan. She captures your tip between her thighs, gasping as your hot cum wells up between them, continuing to gently rock her thighs, milking you as you hold her tightly, trying to stay standing as your climax sends waves of pleasure through your entire body.
When you separate, she spreads her legs to show you the mess you made slowly being washed away and down the drain. With another quick kiss, she turns and presents her ass to you, as well as a bottle of shampoo.
"You can use my thighs again... but you have to wash my hair too," she said, and you figured that was a pretty good deal!
The night itself was far from over, and while you could never hope for a boobjob from this tsundere... you could always count on her thighs!
Flowers on your desk, Hipper smiling, legitimately happy to see you... she hugs you tightly, planting a kiss right on your lips. Her green eyes sparkle as she looks at you expectantly.
"Good morning, meine schatze," You greet her, kissing her again. She had gotten up earlier than usual, her side of the bed empty when you finally managed to roust yourself.
"Guten morgan, mein schatz," She replied, her voice soft, loving. A side she would never show in front of others, even if she was with you. This was something special, something that only ever happened between you and her.
When you separate, you find a steaming mug of coffee on the desk, dark and sweet. The moment seems ideal, perfect... the side of her only you would ever see...
"I love you, Hipper..." You begin.
"I love you too, Kommandant~," she replied, her warm smile captivating.
She seemed to glow, and you couldn't tear your eyes from her. You had been preparing for this for the last week, keeping the ring in your pocket. Was this it? Was this the moment?
"Hipper, I... you're everything to me, and being with you... it means everything to me. I don't want to imagine a life bereft of your company, and I want, more than anything, to give you everything I am, and will be. I love you, so much... will you marry me?" You get down on one knee as you speak, fumbling with the ring but managing not to drop it. You look up at her expectantly, her face red, body trembling.
"I... I..." she stuttered, a sudden nervous tension filling the air.
"Kommandant... I love you too..." she manages. "But..."
"It's... it's not like I don't want to get married, but..."
"I just..."
"I..."
Hipper turns and runs from the room, leaving you confused and... well, devastated. She didn't say no, but she ran away. You felt that was somehow much worse.
Everything had seemed so perfect... why did you have to go and fuck up a perfectly good day? You drag yourself back to your chair, feeling sorry for yourself, cursing your decision as you cried into the cup of coffee she had made for you.
Did you just throw away a relationship years in the making? Or was it something else? Maybe Hipper didn't feel like you were someone worth spending her life with, despite everything...
"Are you... crying?" Prinz' voice broke through your internal tirade of self-deprecation, and you sat up, trying to quickly dry your tears.
"W-what time is it?" You ask her, noticing the remaining coffee was cold, and that the lighting in the room seemed different.
"It's one in the afternoon. Have you... damn, you two really are ridiculous. I was ready to kill you when Hipper burst into the Iron Blood dorm in tears. Kommandant... you earned my respect for going this alone, for not relying on help from her little sister, but... it might be time for you to reconsider. Hipper loves you, but this kind of commitment... it's new and a little terrifying for a kansen. You can't just jam a ring on her finger and pretend everything will be ok. There are so many realities you can't even begin to imagine." Prinz smiled warmly, and somehow you just knew that she wanted to see her sister happy, to see you happy...
"Prinz... I love her so much. She is everything to me, a priceless treasure... meine schatze..." You draw in a shuddering breath. "Any help you could give me, I would appreciate it like nothing else."
Prinz smiled, "I'm glad you chose my help this time, Kommandant. It would have hurt my feelings if you hadn't. First things first, I think you'd make a great brother-in-law. Second, the moment was right, don't worry about that. There are just some questions that need to be answered. I'll help you figure out what they are, and then you can take my beautiful sister somewhere nice and quiet, with a pretty view, and try again, ok?"
You nod in agreement. Things got heavy, but no matter how many times you had to stop and think of the right responses, Prinz never hurried or pushed you along, confident in your ability. You realized that this really wasn't something to be taken lightly, but now you felt only more assured in your decision.
The shadows grew long by the time Hipper reappeared in the office, Prinz just finishing up. Hipper held a basket in her hands, looking shyly away from you as she walked in. You get up and go to her, pulling her into your arms. She nearly drops the basket, but clings tightly to you with her free hand.
"Kommandant, I..." she said, her voice a little weak. It seems that she regrets her earlier impulsive decision. "I love you. I love you so much. Ich liebe dich... ich liebe dich..." Hipper's repeated oaths of love in multiple languages seemed to surprise even her sister, though Prinz stayed quiet.
"I love you too, Hipper... ich liebe dich auch..." You return, and she smiles, a soft sob escaping her. You decide to take the long path to the beach to have dinner with her together, Prinz waving goodbye before settling herself in your chair and taking out her phone...
You lay out the blanket, setting out the meal in front of the two of you. A quick, tender kiss exchanged before you open a couple bottles of beer, the two of you taking a long pull before working your way through the meal. Nothing like beer and food to lift the spirits and wash away the day's worries. When your meal is finished, Hipper rests in your arms as you lean against a rock. The two of you watch the sun as it approaches the horizon.
"Kommandant... this isn't a simple decision. I know we both spoke with Prinz, and... well, I know she helped you see exactly what this means..." She fidgets. "What if something happens to either of us? We don't live lives of peace..."
"That's a risk I'm willing to take. If we do nothing, then we'll never know. What I do know is that I'll be with you every times, and we can protect each other," you tell her. She looks back at you and smiles.
"I'll do my best, Kommandant. But what about after everything is over? What if they don't allow marriage between a kansen and a human, or... what about kansen in general?"
"We can't know... but I doubt they would tell the heavily armed shipgirls they are no longer needed after you saved their asses... and I hope that being the Commander gives me some say... you deserve everything we humans can give you, if not more!" You tell her.
She laughs, "I would have been fine with running away to a private island, but you make a compelling case for world domination~." You chuckle at her little joke, and she relaxes.
Hipper continues, "Marriage, though... do you really want someone like me? I know you're going to say yes... but think about it..."
You pull her against you, kissing her deeply. She responds, turning and wrapping her arms around your neck. To show someone how you feel will always trump even the best of words. Nonetheless, you're going to give it your best shot.
"Hipper... you are meine schatze, my treasure, my love, my everything. Since the day I met you, you've been special to me. Each day we spend together is a day I'll never forget, and merely being by your side makes everything better. When I look into your eyes... I see that same love, with each kiss, with each whisper... with each night we lay together in each other's arms. This is my promise to you; I will love you every moment of every day, no matter what. I adore you, Hipper. Everything about you. Your kindness, your beauty, your scent... I would give everything for a single day with you, and yet here you are by my side, in my arms... ich liebe dich, Hipper... ich liebe dich... forever."
A single tear ran down Hipper's cheek as she began to kiss you incessantly, broken confessions of love in mixed languages pouring from her whenever you separated for a moment. She clung to you, the day's uncertainties turning into sureties with each tender press of her lips to yours. Something deeper awakens within you, and you feel her grind against your bulge.
"Saying things like that... making me cry... I love you, you dummy... I love you so much, you absolute idiot... you better take care of me forever, cause I'm never gonna leave your side. I love you... I love you... I can't stop saying it, cause of you... better take responsibility..." She choked up a bit.
"Dummy..." You finish for her, and she smiles.
She unlinked her arms from your neck and pulls off her sweater. She wore no undershirt nor bra underneath it, her small breasts and perky nipples stiff as she bites her lip, blushing as your attention immediately shifts to them. With one hand, you reach up and rest it over her breast, her nipple hard beneath your palm.
"Beautiful~," You tell her, and she leans back, making it easier for you to suck her breast. She moans softly as your lips encircle her areola, your tongue pressing against her delicate, sensitive, petite nipple."Kommandant... haah... they're so sensitive! Not too rough..." she cautions, her soft cries only making you desire more. You pinch her other nipple, her scent shifting as her arousal deepens. Taking the opportunity, you release her breast and press your face into her armpit, inhaling her scent as you run your tongue along it.
"Incredible..." You say, your voice low and intense. It was so soft, yet dripped with her need. She fumbles with your trousers as you reach under her skirt, sliding her panties to the side and feeling just how wet she is.
She grabs your cock, pulling it out of your trousers as she brushes your hand aside, lifting herself up and letting your tip kiss her entrance. You feel the heat of her crotch, her slick juices coating your member as she slowly lowers herself onto you, her eyes locked to yours.
She cries out softly as you spread her open, her insides squeezing tight. She bites her lip in concentration, pressing her mouth to yours as you grasp her ass with one hand, the other massaging her breast.
"Hipper... you feel amazing..." You moan as she lowers herself until her slit swallows you to the base. She shudders slightly, your cock pressing against her cervix as you nuzzle each other, getting comfortable. Hipper rests her head against your shoulder, and you continue to nuzzle the side of her head, the floral scent of her shampoo filling your nose.
"You dummy... are you sniffing my hair?" She asks.
"Yes. It smells good."
She sighs.
"I'll propose to you right now..." you say, and she giggles.
"I'd say yes... but don't you want to wait until after? We can only have proposal sex once..." she says.
"Not if I remarry you every year!" You come back. She lifts her head, pressing her forehead to yours. Her blushing smile makes your heart leap.
"You are such an idiot... a romantic idiot, but an idiot... I love you so damn much." Hipper rubs her nose against yours, then more kisses as you thrust slowly, her hips matching your movements as she rides you.
"Haa... haa..." Her hot breath tickles your lips as you squeeze her ass, finally releasing her breast as her hand fumbles for yours, fingers interlacing. "H-hurry up and cum, this is exhausting... I want to make you do all the work."
You chuckle, "I thought you liked being on top~."
"Sometimes... but isn't my future husband supposed to take care of me? He might be a dummy, but he's not stupid."
Kiss, kiss...
After everything, a release is just what you needed, and it wasn't like you couldn't cum a couple more times at least. You thrust faster, her cries escalating as she holds still, letting you take control. It doesn't take long for the sensation of your impending climax to grip you...
"Hipper... I'm cumming!" You cry out, planting your hands on her hips and pressing her down onto your cock, your tip spreading her cervix as hot, sticky shots of your seed fill it, making her cry out.
"M-me too!" Hipper cried out, her juices squirting as she grips you tightly, her body shaking with her own orgasm.
Panting and moaning, the two of you press your mouths together in a sloppy kiss, tongues entwined and saliva dripping... delicious, her mouth was delicious! Her lips, her scent... her small breasts pressed tightly to your chest!
She rested against you as the aftershocks subsided, your cock still twitching inside of her. You tease her a little, "Hipper... how about now? Will you marry me?"
She laughed, "Of course... couldn't you have waited a few more minutes?"
"I'll ask again then, too."
"Haaaa? Kommandant... dummy..." She was smiling, though, and as she stood up, your cum leaked from her, landing on your thigh. She bent down and licked it clean, a mischievous look on her face as she turned around, spreading her ass.
"Now that... looks amazing..." You lick your lips, breathing out slowly as her anus winked at you. She couldn't be sending clearer signals...
You get on your side, the blanket big enough to easily hold the two of you and prevent sand from joining the party uninvited. You pat the space in front of you, "Come on, Hipper... we can take it nice and slow like this."
"I... I got ready, but it's my first time doing it in the butt so you better be gentle!" She warns, blushing. She's the one who invited you, but you promise her. She pulls one last thing out of the basket. A bottle of lube~.
"I brought this... here, can you..." She hands you the lube, but you lay on your back.
"First... sit on my face."
"Huuuuh?"
"It's... something I've been wanting to try. Just face me and sit on my face," You instruct her.
"Fine, dummy... but don't blame me if... h-hey!" You pull her down as she gets close, your tongue pressing against her anus, though quickly entering it as she gasps, her juices leaking from her cunt and around your nose, her musk almost overpowering... just the way you like it~.
"Does my ass really taste that good? Jeez, Kommandant..." Hipper's soft gasps of pleasure are at odds with her words.
Your tongue strains to plunge as deeply as possible into her as you force her down further, hands gripping her soft thighs. Amazing... this tsundere's asshole... and she wanted it, badly!
"Your tongue... oh god... f-fuck yes... so hot... you're gonna make me cum with my ass before you even stick your dick in it... haa... m-my ass is weak..." She moaned as you felt her juices leak, her pubes tickling your nose as she leaned forward.
Her hips shook as she came, and she lifted herself off you in the middle of it, her juices spraying your face as she lay down next to you. "Come on... stop teasing me like this. Just put it in already..."
"Sure thing~," you say as you press your cock against her anus, lifting her leg with your left hand. She reached down to help guide you in, using some lube to make the process easier. You feel her anus stretch to fit your cock, her gasps and moans as you press deep into her, making your member throb with excitement. You reach around her with your right hand, fondling her breast. She blanks for a moment as you bottom out inside her.
"S-so big..." she moans as she turns to look at you, drool coming from the corner of her mouth as she pants, shivering as you thrust into her ass.
"So tight..." You say, words not really your strong suit at the moment. You lean down, and press your lips to hers, another wet, passionate kiss accompanying the loss of her anal virginity. Was this some kind of wedding present?
She reached down, rubbing her clit weakly as you speed up, pounding her ass as you give in to the pleasure, intent on giving her the creampie you knew she desired.
"K-Kommandant... cum in my ass..." Her voice was so soft, so demure. Her butt really was her weak spot! Her rectum clenched, and you felt a jolt of pleasure race from your cock to your head, your heart pounding as your climax struck you like a hammer blow.
"Cum!" Was all you could say before she pressed her lips to yours yet again, your seed pouring deep into her bowels, turning her insides white as you shuddered and gasped. You squeezed her thigh, her breast...
When you broke the kiss, the two of you felt exhausted, unable to move...
Cum leaked out of her ass and her pussy, making her hips twitch as your cock slid out of her, resting against her cleft. This time, it was Hipper who spoke first.
"Kommandant... will you marry me?" She asked, and I couldn't help but laugh.
"Of course!" You reach back and manage to snag the trousers that were kicked aside amidst the lovemaking. Pulling the ring out of the pocket, you take her hand and slide it onto her finger. She looks at it, smiling as she laboriously turns around, tucking her head against your chest.
"Ich liebe dich, mein schatz..."
"Ich liebe dich auch, meine schatze..."
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