You lean back in your chair, the air conditioning keeping you cool in spite of the sweltering heat outside. Sometimes, you miss the dry heat of your home, the kind that doesn't give you swamp ass just from walking from the Commander's house to the port office at seven in the morning.
You sip your coffee, the new machine in the corner making it by the cup from little pods, though you miss the feeling of grinding your own beans... it's tough, because the trade-off seemed minimal compared to the convenience. Plus, you wouldn't want to burden your poor secretary ship any more than she was already...
As if on cue...
"G-good morning, Commander! Sorry I'm late, San Diego insisted I..." Atlanta came barging in, quickly presenting herself and smoothing out her clothing. She took a deep breath, tucking her pink hair back behind her right ear before regarding me again with her gorgeous blue eyes.
"Another concert? She really doesn't give up... the little destroyers seem to enjoy them, so I suppose they serve a purpose. There's no need to apologize, Atlanta... you're just being a good big sister," You reassured her.
She sighed in relief, "Ah, Commander... you're too kind..."
"You know you don't need to be so formal when it's the two of us..." you remind her. She blushes slightly, raising her hand to look at the ring you gave her just a few weeks ago.
"Heh... still getting used to it..." she admitted, but took a seat in your lap when you patted it.
"You know, I'm surprised my doting big sister said yes, with all that she has to do." You tease her gently.
"Well... if it wasn't for me, you couldn't really be your best, now could you? Anyway... you need to get to work, otherwise we won't make it in time tonight." She tried to get off your lap, but you hold her there. "H-hey..."
"I remember you proposed to me..." you say, continuing your teasing.
"Well, you made me... and you even made me put a ring on your finger, too! So much for expectations..." She favored you with a sly look.
"Insomuch as I exceeded all of them?" You grin, and she scoffed.
"What will it take to get you to work?" She said, giving in.
"The usual," You say. "You were already out of bed and taking care of your sisters before I even opened my eyes this morning. I do like waking up to see you..."
"Well, I..." She faltered, then set her gaze, "I do have to make sure they're doing well. There in the morning or not, I love you." She smiled at you, wrapping her arms around your neck and pressing her lips to yours in a deep, passionate kiss, the gentle scent of her perfume wafting over you.
"I love you too, Atlanta," You tell her when your lips part. With one more smile she hopped off your lap, and the two of you are taken by surprise as Juneau comes in, holding a stack of paperwork.
"S-sorry!" She said, blushing intensely. Atlanta rushes over and grabs the papers before her sister drops them.
"No no no, it's fine, right, Commander?" She turns to you, one eyebrow raised. The only answer you could give was that it was, in fact, fine. You didn't really see what the problem was anyway... it was just a kiss.
Juneau looked relieved. "Ah, sometimes I forget you two are married now... Atlanta, are you gonna make it to Sandy's concert tonight?"
"Didn't she say it was tomorrow night? She never does Friday nights..." Atlanta sighed.
"She said she wanted to try it..."
You feel your heart sink. Atlanta's devotion to you was only outdone by her devotion to her sisters. Yet... you couldn't ask her to ignore them. After all, she had basically been your big sister from the time where you barely had enough shipgirls to pull together a single fleet.
She would chastise you and spend long nights assisting you with fleet composition, paperwork, and maintaining general morale... it was no wonder you had grown close to her. Hell, even she didn't seem to know until one day...
Eight months previous…
"Um... Commander..." Atlanta seemed unusually shy today... "Are you... fond of assertive big sister types?"
You were caught off guard. Was she... describing herself? "Well, I sure enjoy being around you. Hell, I'd even prefer it if we could spend more time together."
Her soft smile widened slightly as she walked over to you. Without knowing why, you stood up, not sure what to expect. The two of you had laughed and joked and were as thick as thieves, but this was new, this... shyness. You felt a twinge of something in your gut, your heart pounding as though you didn't already know...
"I'd like that too, Commander... but you still want me to be your big sister, right? I enjoy bossing you around," A soft laugh escaped her as she surprised you with a hug. You respond by wrapping your arms around her, the sudden affection both surprising and welcome.
"As if I'd want anyone else to do it," You reply, making her laugh even more. From there, one thing had led to another, and now your wife stood there, trying to make the tough decision between going on the planned date with her husband, or supporting her sister...
You made the decision for her. "We can go see Sandy. We both know she'd be inconsolable if you missed her concert. I'll have the little beavers retrieve it and bring it to us ahead of it, ok?"
The look of relief, followed by one of loving adoration, made your heart leap. Nothing mattered more to Atlanta than her sisters... except for you, though even she still saw herself as your big sister. Sometimes, she would claim that she was abusing her position, but you knew it was just an excuse to partake in the lewder pursuits you had found she so enjoyed.
"Dinner and a show?" She smiled and gave you another hug before turning back to Juneau. "Alright, let her know I'll be there."
Juneau nodded and left, and unfortunately the day was the same as many others, with reports to be filed, fleet compositions to be updated... gear to be allocated...
Then, it was over, Atlanta putting her arm in yours as you walked towards the little pavilion where Sandy always held her concerts. We got there with time to spare, and with the little beavers waiting anxiously to hand over the food, eager to turn their attentions to the show. As soon as the did, they went and squeezed in with the Mutusuki class, the merry chatter of the destroyers quieting down as Sandy welcomed the small crowd.
"Heeeeyyyyyyy!" she called out, the destroyers cheering. A few of the Royal Navy destroyers showed up as well this time, their protector with them. There had been some... unpleasant accusations... but everyone felt like complete idiots when Ark Royal turned out to just be concerned about their wellbeing and more than a little baby crazy. They found not a single instance of wrongdoing.
She turned and waved, and you both waved back before you saw Sandy waving at you vigorously. "I wanna say congrats to the Commander and to my big sis Atlanta! They just got married a few weeks ago! They didn't want to make it a big deal, so I decided to do a little congratulations concert for them!" Sandy called out cheerfully, missing the entire point of a 'low-key wedding.'
"She would have been crushed..." you muttered, Atlanta nodding vigorously in agreement.
"You're the best husband I could have asked for..." Atlanta said, smiling. You were about to make a witty remark, but decided to maintain the special moment for what it was.
Sandy's concert only lasted about an hour, and before you knew it, the two of you were sitting on a bench overlooking the bay, nestled between a couple rosebushes at the back of the Commander's residence. Atlanta rested her head on your shoulder, your fingers entwined in hers as they rested on her lap.
"Your sisters really so love you. You're lucky, you know?" You say, voice soft and quiet as though speaking too loud would ruin the quiet reverie of the evening.
"Hmm... yeah. Why do you bring it up?"
You look down at her, finding her eyes, as bright as sapphires, returning your gaze. "I'm an only child, never really knew what it was like to have siblings. I'm glad you came to me as the assertive big sister, as you like to say, because... without that, I wouldn't be here with you now, in this moment... my beautiful wife sitting next to me, waiting for a kiss."
"Kiss? I'm not..." She stopped, then blushed, then pressed her lips to yours before you could beat her to the punch. She laughed as you two broke the kiss, her index finger itching your palm. "You know... I could use a shower..." she raised her arm, sniffing at it.
"I think I need to double check that need," You say, and press your face into her armpit before she could react. "Hey! I... hmph, alright. If your big sis' scent is that good..."
Oh, and it was good. It was... amazing, in fact. You inhaled deeply, letting her musk wash over you. If she was asking for a shower, she must be in the mood, but... tonight... maybe you could have a little fun before hopping in.
You pull your head back, and as you suspected, Atlanta was doing a poor job of hiding her lust. She anticipated what you were after and lifted her skirt, pulling aside her panties to reveal a smooth, white pussy, her juices already leaking.
"Go ahead and service your big sis, I know how much you enjoy it..." She said, her voice breathy as she gave in to her desire, her physical attentions much more honest as she placed her hands on your head, guiding you until your face was pressed to her crotch.
Her musk was soft, gentle... much like her. Yet it filled you with a desire you easily gave in to, your tongue teasing her clit first thing, her soft moans at your barest touch confirming her sensitivity.
She always seemed reluctant to lead in the bedroom, but that was largely an act as she still managed to control the situation, guiding you in just the right way for the benefit of you both. She pushed your head gently downward, until your tongue teased her entrance, the soft, pink meat within pulsing as more of her juices leaked from it.
She gasped as you thrust your tongue into her, her body shuddering as pleasure washed over her. You reached up, taking one soft, clothed breast into your hand and squeezing it as you continued to let your tongue thoroughly map out each gentle ridge of Atlanta's cunt.
"Fuck... you're gonna make me cum before we even really get started..." She said a few minutes later, your mouth now thoroughly drenched in her fluids, her moans turning into cried as the beginning throes of her climax caused her insides to squirm and tighten against your attentions.
The juices that ran into your mouth were quickly swallowed as her scent intensified for a moment as her orgasm shook her. When it was done, you rested your head on her lap as she wiped your mouth, blushing.
"Well, that was one hell of a dessert," You say after a few minutes, and she can't help but smile, her chest still heaving.
"Well, I'm in the mood for seconds~," Atlanta said, taking your hand and squeezing it. Her scent still clung to your nose, the eroticism of it resulting in a pitched tent. She noticed quickly, and when the two of you did finally make it into the shower, she pressed her slender form against your own, her thighs squeezing your cock between them as you kissed, one hand on her breast, and hers over yours...
"Atlanta..." You say as your lips finally part, their sweet softness a mere millimeter away, her hot breath puffing against yours as you slid your hand down her body, squeezing her soft ass. You could feel the heat of her pussy pulse against your cock, as with a simple shift, you were inside of her. Atlanta gasped as you spread her, your gentle thrusts taking you deeper inside of her cunt as it squeezed you tightly.
"T-that was sudden..." She breathed, shivering slightly. Her soft moans told of her genuine enjoyment, and you put both hands on her ass, lifting her slowly as she wrapped her legs around your back. You braced her against the wall as she wrapped both arms around your neck.
"How does it feel?" You ask, worried about the new position.
"You're pretty strong, to do this... but... haah... it feels really good! So deep... it feels like you're gonna spread my womb open, hehe~," She drew your head closer to hers and resumed your kiss. Hot water cascaded over the both of you, running down your bodies in rivulets as your tongues danced with each other, steady thrusts keeping you close to the edge without pushing you over.
"Commander... please..." Atlanta moans as your thrusts get faster. "Save some~."
"Ooh? You're in that kind of mood?" You chuckle as she blushes.
"You enjoy it as much as I do," she said, and you can't help but nod in agreement. Her ass always felt great! Just thinking about it is making you...
You shudder, pounding her as your inevitable climax draws near, her cunt clamping down on you as she clings to you, suddenly feeling much heavier. Still, you have no issue holding her up, her cries of pleasure muffled by your mouth.
You fight it, holding back as long as you can... you shudder and twitch, your loins aching for release as you drive yourself deep inside of her...
Fighting to stay standing up, you shudder and moan as hot, thick ropes of your seed pour into her womb, painting her insides white. You press her tightly to the wall, barely keeping balance until your cum is dripping from her.
You let her down slowly, the two of you panting as she collapsed to her knees, her face directly in front of your cock. She pressed against it, sniffing your shaft as it rests along her nose.
"Smells... good..." She says. Then, before you can say anything else, she takes it into her mouth, cleaning it thoroughly, squeezing your balls with one hand while stroking it with the other.
"H-hey! You're gonna make me cum again i-if you... haah..." You moan, letting her do her work. She looks up at you, her soft, delicate hand matching the movement of her head as she sucked you off.
It was too good! You were still so sensitive from just cumming, and yet... right on the edge...
She pulled her mouth away, standing up and grabbing the shampoo. "Alright, wash my hair." She thrust the bottle into your hands as you stood there, cock twitching. She had denied you... but her grin told you everything you needed to know.
Wordlessly you do as asked, lathering up her long pink hair with soap and kneading it before rinsing it. The entire time she pressed her ass against your cock, teasing it, rubbing it... you worried that you might just cum from a thought by the time she was through with you.
She handed you another bottle, "Wait, this isn't..." You stare at it, not realizing that she had been keeping a bottle of anal lube in here.
"Body wash? Well, I thought we'd have our fun first... no sense in washing ourselves only to get dirty again, right?" She winked, planting her hands against the wall and spreading her legs.
"Fuck, this is so hot... you are so goddamn sexy!" You salivate, staring at her ass, the gentle curve of her back as she pushed it out towards you, capturing your attention.
You pop open the bottle, squeezing out the lube into her cleft, the viscous liquid slowly leaking down it. Pressing your cock against her anus stems the flow, letting it pool gently.
"Heh... your dick is kissing my asshole, Commander... I can't wait until you're inside me again. How about a little more lube?" She pushed against you, your tip easing itself inside her.
"God yes..." you say, eyes glued to the sight of her cute, pink anus starting to spread for your cock. You pour more lube onto your member, resistance lessening until your tip was fully inside her rectum, followed soon by your shaft as she pressed back, taking it all inside her quickly with a cry of pleasure.
"Oh fuck yes, Commander! Haaaaa! It's so good... just let me move first, still getting used to that big cock of yours in my ass..." She panted as you stayed still, dick twitching inside of her as she slowly took you from tip to base... and back again, her rectum squeezing you, learning your shape...
A few minutes pass of this, your wife moaning softly with each motion, never letting your tip fully leave her ass, her juices leaking down her thigh as she prepared herself.
"I can't... I can't wait anymore..." You moan, gripping her ass with your hands and holding her steady.
"Alright then, go ahead~," she agreed. You push deep into her, pulling out before slamming into her, continuing this cycle, but varying it slightly. Atlanta's hips shook as pleasure overcame her, the asymmetrical assault on her anus leaving her a drooling mess as she climaxed from the pounding you were giving her.
"Your ass is the best... your everything is the best! You're the best, Atlanta!" You cry out as she reaches out to grab the shower, using it for support as you hold her up by her hips.
"God, fuck... fuck my ass! Keep going... r-right there... Commander! Commander!" she cries out, looking back at you, her eyes filled with her lust.
"Cum in me, Commander! Cum in my ass!" She begs, and you indulge her, cum pouring from you unabated, your insides squeezing and twisting in pleasure as your mind goes blank with pleasure, thick ropes of the hot stuff filling her bowels.
You both collapse to the floor, spent, resting in the warm water of the shower, her head against your shoulder as you muster the strength to actually finish the shower.
When the two of you finally managed to crawl in to bed, Atlanta pulls your head against her chest, cradling you in her arms as she nuzzles the top of her head. Her favorite sleeping position.
"Mmm... Commander... thank you. I couldn't ask for a better lover, and husband," She stroked your hair, her hot breath against your forehead a delightful combination with the softness of her breasts. The smell of her soap lingered, and it complemented her scent nicely~.
"And I have the best wife... I love you, Atlanta. I'm glad you're the shipgirl that captured my heart."
With that final thought, the two of you drift off to sleep, content that you would always have these moments together~.
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