A/N: Another Maya fic. Been itching to do one for quite some time, but I feel like I could never top Love To Hate You, so was a bit put-off from doing another fic. However, as per request, another one is here.
Do enjoy~
Hard To Love
''Mn...''
The Commander stirred from his deep sleep to the sound of tweeting birds, the sound muted through his window but audible all the same. The coolness from outside crept into his lonely home at the edge of the base, teasing his arms as they laid atop his quilt and making him scrunch his face up and shift, until soon with a low groan he opened his eyes.
''Ugh...'' One hand groggily swept over his face, massaging his eyes as he put an elbow underneath himself.
For a long moment he laid there almost in a daze, just savouring the warmth that hugged his waist and chest, not wanting to leave yet. Technically he had work today but he was willing to lie in for just a few moments, idly musing what his tasks for the day were and whom he had to meet up with to discuss strategies and whom to plan missions with. Already a laundry list of people were added to his mental tally, eliciting a sigh from his lips.
Around him the bed covers hissed down to his waist as he sat upright, his slow breaths the only real sound in the room beyond that – his bleary eyes running over the beige walls and brown carpets, his brain taking a good few moments to properly boot up and think coherently. By the time it did so he had the mind to peer out his bedside window, humming lightly as he looked out at the morning sun... before peeking over at his bedside clock.
And promptly choked as he found that it read 0900 – the time he was supposed to be in the office. He was late.
''C-Crap!''
With a flutter of cloth the Commander threw off his quilt and rushed out of his bedroom, panic fuelling his motions as he hurriedly got ready for work.
X-x-x
The Commander was almost proud of himself for getting to the office in just twenty minutes; showering, dressing, and munching on a slice of toast all in that time-frame.
Of course though any pride he felt at that was diluted by the fact he was, still, late. Something that his secretary was quite blunt about pointing out.
''You're late. Again.''
The Commander sighed, meandering into the office and shutting the door behind him, hanging his coat up on the hook next to it. ''Sorry. I must've forgotten to set my alarm last night.''
His secretary was unphased, arms crossed and a disapproving look on her face – said secretary being Maya. The Sakura cruiser scowled at his response and stood up, abandoning the document she had been working on. As was custom at his base the secretary position was rotated on a bi-monthly basis so he could get to know his subordinates better, but due to various circumstances Maya had ended up working a month straight under him, with another two weeks to follow due to Renown being needed elsewhere suddenly. How Maya felt about that was quite acutely clear.
''Hmph. I've already started with my work and yours is arranged on your desk.'' Maya gruffly stated. ''I'll make you your morning coffee, I suppose.''
''No, it's fine I can do it myself-'' The Commander moved over to the coffee machine-
-only for Maya to cut him off, coldly smacking away his reaching hand. ''I will do it, as per the duties of being your secretary. The idea of you having to do it is insulting.''
''Ah...'' The Commander smiled tightly. ''Right. Sorry.''
Meekly the Commander retreated to his desk, getting to work right away in the hopes it'd abate Maya's biting coldness.
X-x-X
Hours passed, and soon the end of the day began to roll around; the sky outside darkening to black as the clock rolled around to six o'clock.
Though unfortunately any relief the Commander felt was sharply tempered when Maya flopped another thick stack of documents onto his deck, expression disinterested as she marched back over to her own desk and slid down into the seat, pen scratching across paper with quick flicks of her wrist and signing off on the less important documents – leaving it up to him to mark and sign the other, more important ones she wasn't allowed to sign off on. Things like missions, events, and so forth.
Sighing the Commander reached up and took the top document off of the pile, sliding it in from of himself and scanning through it. Fatigue wore on his mind but experience taught him to just ignore it, straining his sore eyes along the monotonous lines of formal, legal-proof documentation before signing off on it – and then doing the same for the next one, and the one after that. Everything from logistical deliveries to requested time-off to propositions to host events; the list was as exhaustive as it was endless.
''Commander.'' Maya called out to him, voice terse.
''H-Huh? What is it?'' The Commander queried back; a little startled she had actually called out to him.
''You should check up on Mainz to see how she's going.'' Maya commented, raising a brow when he gave no reaction. ''The new Ironblood girl at the base?''
Silence.
''The one who came to your office last night.'' Maya said slowly, annoyance growing. ''She introduced herself to you and mentioned she liked coffee a lot when you asked about her likes and dislikes.''
''I uh... vaguely remember that, yes...'' The Commander meekly answered as Maya began to glare at him, gold eyes sharp. ''Erm, right, I'll go find her and ask how she's adjusting. Good idea.''
''She's on the third floor of the dormitory. Room B7.'' Maya informed curtly.
Flustered the Commander could only hurriedly nod and get up, slinging his jacket on before hurrying out of the office in search of his forgotten new arrival.
…
Mercifully it didn't take long to find the Ironblood cruiser. She was quite amicable and didn't seem to mind him not visiting her earlier, and in fact even seemed surprised he'd go out of his way to check up on her – undoubtedly earning some brownie points from Mainz and putting him in her good books right off the bat. He mentally reminded himself to thank Maya for nudging him to do it.
Just thinking about the sharp-tongued cruiser made the Commander frown, a sigh passing his lips. Walking alone back to the command building in silence, his hands stuffed into his pockets to save them from the chilling night air, he had only his own thoughts to entertain himself – and those thoughts naturally went to Maya. No matter what he did the cruiser remained frosty towards him; everything from giving her a little thank-you gift for her hard work to dedicating extra time to helping her and her sisters, none of it seemed to defrost her cold attitude even a little.
Part of it, he could understand. He wasn't nearly as organised, efficient or mindful as Maya herself – she undoubtedly was frustrated by that latter aspect, no doubt. But was that really enough to warrant such a harsh attitude from her? He doubted so, but at the same time he couldn't come up with any other explanation. She certainly didn't treat others nearly as harshly – gruffly yes, but rarely so coldly.
''Hah...'' The Commander just sighed, his breath forming in front of him due to the chill.
Shaking off the troublesome thoughts he marched up to the doors and let himself in; warmth washing over him as he entered, the radiators humming idly as they kept the lavish command building warm and toasty. The thought made him smile a little, relaxing a tiny bit as he made his way up the stairs to the second floor where his office laid; slow, curious steps ferrying him up to the double doors, and a simple twist of the handle popping it open.
''I'm back. Thanks for reminding me to see Mainz, she...'' The Commander quickly trailed off as he laid eyes on Maya's desk.
Namely because Maya was laid forth on it; arms folded and face between them, the slow rise-and-fall of her shoulders telling that she was fast asleep. The sight startled him somewhat, his mind briefly stuttering as he tried to fathom the strict-and-efficient Maya having fallen asleep at her desk. That surprise was fast to fade however, a touch of sympathy filling him as he approached, remembering that they'd had quite a few late nights recently – plus she had to pull sortie missions on short notice too, meaning she'd been getting worrying little rest.
''...hah...'' The Commander came to a stop before her desk. ''Sorry about that.''
With a warm smile the Commander unbuttoned his jacket and slipped it off, the fabric warm from his body heat as he carefully draped it over Maya's shoulders, adjusting it slightly so it wouldn't slip off. Maya shifted slightly and murmured something unintelligible but remained placid in her sleep; undisturbed even when he took her formidable stack of documents and carried them over to his own desk, opting to pay her back by doing her work for her.
The slow scribbling of his pen across the paper became the only real sound within the office. It made for a pleasant background track, the light hums of the radiators and distant sounds from outside – whether it be the howl of the wind or distant laughs of Ship-Girls – being the only other noises to accompany it. He savoured the moment of quiet, and even when faced with the stack of work before him he couldn't help but feel a little relaxed; knowing that Maya wouldn't have to do the work.
Minutes bled by, his pen scribbling his signature many a times until soon he heard Maya stir; the soft sigh and shifting of his coat drawing his eyes over to her. The white-haired cruiser scrunched her face up as she lifted her head, groggy and a bit out of it for a few seconds, giving him time to sign off on the last of his work and file it into the 'done' tray, ready to be mailed off the following morning.
''Huh...?'' Maya muttered, brow furrowed as she looked at his jacket. ''This...''
''You looked like you could use the rest, so I left you as I found you.'' The Commander remarked warmly. ''Thought you could use a blanket though.''
Maya's cheeks flushed pink and the cruiser looked to the side. ''...Mm. Thanks. It won't happen again.''
He hummed in agreement, meandering over to her desk. ''Make sure to get a lot of rest then. Come in late tomorrow so you can catch up.''
Maya scoffed slightly, though the usual harshness in her expression was muted. ''Hmph. I can manage myself just fine.''
He grasped her arm in a firm grip. ''Clearly not. I can make it an order for you to get more rest, if you'd like.''
Maya shot an annoyed look up at him. He didn't back down; smiling warmly back. Seconds later the pinkish tint to her cheeks grew more prominent and she looked aside, scowling.
''Fine.''
''Good.'' The Commander privately cheered at the victory, but maintained a calm exterior. ''Well, all our work's done for the night, so let's get going then, huh?''
Maya grunted an agreement, and with the pinkness in her cheeks fast fading she collected her things as did he, both soon departing the command building for some late dinner at the cafeteria.
X-x-X
The next morning the Commander managed to get up and head to work on-time, though was in no particular rush as he knew – or hoped, anyway – that Maya would stay in bed for a little longer than usual to catch up on some shut-eye.
Meandering down the stone pathway towards the command building the Commander was left daydreaming about upcoming events and inevitable disasters that would ensue due to overactive Ship-Girls, when he had the good fortune to stumble across Atago on his way there – the dog-eared cruiser humming a merry tune as she carried a bag of hot food, no doubt bringing breakfast to her sisters.
''Ah, good morning Commander~'' Atago warmly greeted him. ''How are you this morning~?''
''Fine, yes. Lovely day today.'' The Commander smiled back, nodding down at her bag. ''And yourself? Taking food to your sisters I'm guessing?''
''Mmhm.'' Atago bobbed her head, sighing. ''Choukai's come down with a cold unfortunately, so I'm taking her something to nibble on. With Takao away and Maya as your secretary it's up to me to keep her in good health, you see.''
He nodded, curious. ''About Maya... is she resting at the moment?''
''Last I checked, yes.'' Atago noted – understanding flashing in her eyes naught a moment later. ''Ahh, so you're the reason why she's still snoozing away. I thought it unlike her to lay in bed so long. Part of the reason why I'm taking her breakfast too; she'll no doubt try and rush off to your side without grabbing more than a bite of toast, as usual.''
The Commander hummed. ''I caught her sleeping at her desk last night. She must've been burnt out if she could do that, considering how strict she is.''
''She fell asleep at work?'' Atago let out a little gasp, giggling. ''My~ She must really love working with you if she's working herself that hard. I don't think she even pushes herself that hard in training~''
''I doubt it.'' He chuckled sheepishly. ''She's generally pretty cold towards me. I think she just tolerates me enough to get the job done.''
''On the contrary, I'd say.'' Atago surprisingly remarked.
''What do you mean?''
Looking around as if watching out for any voyeurs Atago leaned in, smiling deviously. ''I'll let you in on a little secret, Commander. When Maya dislikes something, she makes that known. When she likes something however, she acts all cold and snappy; she pushes the thing she likes away and makes a big show of it, only ever showing her true feelings when she's alone.''
Atago giggled quietly. ''What I'm trying to say is... I think Maya might like you more than you realise~''
The Commander blinked owlishly at that, bewildered by the prospect. Maya, liking him? After all her cutting comments, her cold shoulders, her annoyed looks and tepid glares? Even liking him seemed like a stretch, let alone crushing on him – but he had no reason to doubt Atago's words. Out of everyone on the base Atago would arguably know Maya the best, if not because she was her sister then because she was a keen romantic.
''I...'' The Commander coughed awkwardly, looking aside. ''I see.''
Atago smiled teasingly. ''I'll leave you to get going, then. Just don't break her heart if you're not interested, okay? I don't want to see her cry~''
''I won't.'' He said quickly – far too quickly, judging by Atago's growing smile. ''I mean, I... you know what, forget it. I'll talk to her about it.''
''Understood~'' Atago said in a sing-song tone, merrily meandering away. ''Have a good day, Commander~''
''You too...''
X-x-X
Several days passed since his fateful encounter with Atago.
Since then he paid much closer attention to Maya than before. He kept an eye on her nigh-constantly, observing her reactions and how she responded to him in general... and, to his embarrassment, suspected that Atago was right. Anytime Maya reacted to something he did or said could be construed as affection; just in a shy, brashly bashful way.
How she glared at him when he did something stupid, hiding her fond exasperation. How she growled at him when he laid a hand on her shoulder or touched her arm, feigning hostility to mask her uncertainly. How she glared at him icily when he asked a dumb question, concealing the fact she didn't know the answer either but didn't want to seem like a fool in front of him. Every little reaction was like that; hostile and aggressive, but less because of true anger and more as an emotionally-defensive measure. Not quite a tsundere, but just a defence mechanism to hide her true feelings.
Which left him with uncertain feelings of his own. On one hand, he hadn't really seen Maya as a romantic partner until that point. She was pretty, undoubtedly, and her roughness had a certain charm to it that allured him, but he couldn't say that he was on his knees begging for a date or anything. The more he thought about it however the more attractive the proposition became – not specifically a date, but rather just... being with Maya. Being able to hold her close, to get her to relax from work, to listen to her open up about things bothering her. Even things like kissing or more intimate gestures weren't the first thing on his mind. Just being with Maya became an inviting prospect, and one he couldn't find it in him to resist.
''Hah...''
The Commander let out a low, drawn-out sigh, the sound almost muffled by the sound of pouring rain whipping against the glass window of the base. A hurricane was currently passing near the base and it showed with the sound alone; the loud howls of the wind complimented by the icy rain that soaked the base, rendering all operations impossible and forcing most to hold up in the dormitories, with only a couple of the braver ships making quick runs from the cafeteria to the dorms to bring hot food over, though they were somewhat better off given how close said cafeteria was to the dorms, the angle of the buildings too providing some good shelter from the wind and rain.
The same couldn't be said for the command building. Situated nearer the coast the winds ripped through the area around the building, no cover present to muffle the winds and rain – making it a dangerous prospect for either he, or Maya to leave. At first neither were bothered by that, but as the hours wore on and the hurricane failed to abate, and they began to realise they might be trapped in their overnight. Not a real concern, more of a hassle than anything else...
...but with these feelings in his heart, and being trapped in the same building as Maya suddenly became a much more embarrassing proposition.
''Commander. Any word from Atago and the others?''
The Commander sighed, stepping away from his window. ''None yet. Communications will be a bit shaky due to the storm, but since we're so close by they should remain working. I imagine Atago's just eating her dinner as of now.''
Maya hummed an agreement, rising from her desk and walking over to his side. Thankfully they both had the foresight to take some food to work with them, allowing them to just reheat it in the staff room – not the best meals in the world, but filling enough for a dinner at their desks as they worked. Now though with most of their work done they had little to do, and it wasn't as if the command building was loaded with things to do. Aside from some boring document organisation all they could do was wander about and talk.
The latter of which began to be more appealing. Tilting his head slightly the Commander peek down at the stoic form of Maya; the cruiser stood just slightly shorter than he and with a head full of snowy white hair. As if sensing his gaze she glanced up at him, raising a brow questioningly, but didn't seem as terse as she was usually. Perhaps just the effect of a day's long work, or maybe she had softened over the last few days; he didn't know. But, he did want an answer to a question that had been bothering him.
''Have you ever thought about dating?''
The question came out far blunter than he expected, his cheeks rapidly reddening – as did Maya's. ''W-What?''
''Erm, y-you know.'' The Commander coughed and looked out the window, toying with his cap as he tried to salvage the question. ''I mean have you ever thought about... well, going on a date. With a person. Like, romantic date. That sort of thing.''
Maya stared at him. ''...I guess. What makes you ask?''
''Um, no reason.''
''Uh-huh.'' Suspicious was thick in Maya's tone. ''I hope you're not asking me for dating advice.''
''No, no, nothing like that.'' The Commander hurriedly replied, scrambling for the right words. ''I just... no, it's nothing just forget I said anything-''
''Commander.''
The single word, spoken firmly but with a lace of confusion to it, only left him blushing more – as did her ensuing words. ''If you have something to say, then say it.''
He squirmed at the bluntness, trying to figure out a way to phrase it better... but ultimately came up empty-handed, leaving him with nothing but the truth. And so the truth he spoke. ''Do you like me, Maya?''
The white-haired woman blinked, surprised. She stared at him for a long moment before looking aside, huffing slightly. ''I suppose. Despite your slip-ups and occasional foolishness, I don't dislike you.''
''I mean more than that.'' He laid a hand on her right shoulder, pulling her against his side. ''Like... dating-level like.''
''...stop talking like a child and just say it up-front.'' Maya evaded the question.
The Commander did so. ''Do you love me, then, is what I'm trying to ask. Or at least something like that.''
Maya's cheeks flushed and she pointedly didn't answer... nor, did she deny. Instead after a long moment she turned to face him, cheeks darkening to a rose-coloured hue as she peeked up at him, golden eyes appearing warm when shaded by her hair. She parted her lips to speak and pursed them a moment later, having the sense to think before she spoke, unlike he himself apparently. The thought made him smile a little.
''I...'' Maya frowned and looked down, then back up at him – before sighing. ''This is harder than I expected.''
''It is, isn't it.'' He chuckled lightly, lightly bumping her arm with his. ''Just tell me, though. Love me or hate me, I'll accept it all the same.''
Maya hummed. ''...I don't know if I 'love' you, in that sense. But I... I feel like it might be that. Just... not there yet.''
''So you have a crush on me, is what you're saying.''
''Not a crush.'' Maya looked annoyed by the term. ''I do feel that way for you. Just, it... keeps growing.''
Annoyance faded as fast as it had appeared, her gaze almost demure as it flicked to the side. ''At first I just wanted to know you more. Then, I wanted to be close. Now I...''
She peeked up at him, cheeks darkening. ''...I wonder how much more it'll 'grow'. How much more I'll want.''
The Commander swallowed at the subtle confession, daring to lift his hand and cup her cheek. Maya neither leaned into nor away from his hand, encouraging him to caress her cheek lightly and tilt her head back a little. ''Why don't we find out then?''
Maya murmured something barely audible, but one that was an agreement all the same; tempting the Commander to lean his head down and shut his eyes, feeling her lift herself up on her tiptoes – until their lips brushed together. That was enough, his hand holding her cheek as he closed the microscopic distance and finally kissed the cruiser – feeling more than seeing her grab his jacket and hold him close, pushing back into the kiss. Even in romance Maya wasn't submissive, their first kiss strong and pulling a groan out of him.
A groan that trailed off as they pulled apart, eyes meeting – before without a question being said they mashed their lips together again. It was stronger than before, her grip on his jacket becoming two-handed and almost rough as she pulled him into the kiss, tempting his hands onto her waist; losing himself momentarily in the act, of feeling her soft lips press against his. Guiding her back just a step he pushed Maya against the wall and she ran a hand up to the back of his head, letting out a quick exhale before mashing their lips back together in a feverish kiss, every moment of lip-lock electrifying them.
Until at last they broke apart for air, panting and gulping in quick breaths of air. Neither spoke but one look was all that was needed to convey what they felt – the bubbling feelings within them. Neither wasted time with words, both lured into another kiss to convey their feelings in a more physical manner, the ensuing kiss slower but infinitely more passionate, their lips smooching lightly when they parted for a quick gulp of air before they kissed again, getting into it; the sound of rain hitting the adjacent window only adding to the intimacy of the moment.
Breaking off the kiss the Commander was left lightly panting, their lips close to connecting. ''Hah... Maya-''
Just then the phone rang. It was sharp, breaking the intimate moment between them and making both flinch in surprise, stunned. It was only on the third ring that the Commander had the thought to shift away from Maya, hastily stumbling back over to his desk and snatching the phone up from its holder, putting it to his ear.
''H-Hello?'' He coughed. ''Who is it?''
''Just me, Commander~'' Atago merrily called from the other end. ''Just wanted to see how you two were getting along~''
''Fine. Yes, fine. Very fine.'' The Commander stumbled over his words.
''Good, good~ Are you two planning to spend the night there, considering the weather~?''
''Yeah, we are.'' He calmed down a little at that – talking about something so banal helping cool his mind off. ''Erm, if there's nothing else-''
''Oh, don't let me keep you~'' There was a certain lilt to Atago's tone that almost seemed to hint that she knew something, but how she could suspect he had no clue.
''Right. See you.'' The Commander clanked the phone down, exhaling. ''Just Atago checking up on us.''
Maya hummed a vague agreement, and when he peeked back at her found her eyeing the door momentarily before looking back at him. In response the Commander pushed himself away from his desk and daringly approached, the fierce make-out session still fresh in his mind – and leaving him wanting more. Thus with little hesitation he took Maya by the hand and pulled her out of the room, the cruiser not resisting his pull as he led them out into the hall, and up the stairs to the third floor.
Though he lived in his own house at the edge of the base, the command building came with a small personal quarters – presumably in-case he had to stay late or if he couldn't stay at his house for whatever reason. It was hardly furnished; just a bed, dressers and the most basic amenities, with little in the way of personalisation due to how infrequently he used it; only ever having to when he was working so late he didn't trust himself to walk home in the dark. It wasn't even a full room; the room diagonally angled due to the roof right above it, leaving it feeling smaller than it already was.
It would serve as good enough for the two of them however. Reaching the door the Commander unlocked it with a quick twist of his key and pushed it open, a flick of the switch revealing it to them – eyes roaming over the thinly-carpeted grey floor and beige walls, a rain-drizzled window situated off to the right, small and square in shape and with water droplets running liberally down the pane.
Behind him the door clicked shut as Maya pushed it closed. ''Commander.''
Turning slightly a question formed on his lips – only for Maya to close the distance kiss him. It wasn't as fierce as the kisses before but equally as heated, emotion clear on her lips as she grabbed ahold of his jacket and held him close, showing her feelings physically where she couldn't verbally express them. The Commander didn't hesitate to reciprocate, kissing her back and grasping her biceps, pulling her against him and shifting one hand down to her lower back, forcing Maya to arch her back a little as he leaned over her, their mashing lips muffling her groan.
Then in a moment of boldness he slid his hands down, his palms ghosting over her smooth, curvy rear and going under her skirt – before he grabbed ahold of the back of her thighs and picked her up. Maya made a sound of surprise but didn't break off the kiss, her lips hungrily pressing against his as he carried her the short few paces across the room to the bed. He lowered her down gently but she pushed her weight back and made them fall with him atop her, their lips mashing together rougher for a moment and only fuelling their excitement; attraction rapidly giving way into something hotter and more passionate.
''Mm~!'' Pushing his body down against hers his hands dared to run up her legs, fingers squeezing and groping the back of her soft thighs as he worked his way up.
Maya didn't stop him. Groaning with lust she held the back of his head and pulled him away, their lips hanging just a scarce few inches apart as they gasped and panted – before they went right back at it, mashing their lips together with a synchronised groan. At the same time his hands went up and felt up her ass; squeezing and groping and committing the sensations to memory, the smooth curve to her rear joined by the fabric of her underwear, his hands eventually reaching her waist before he moved them up further.
Thanks to the shortness of her crop-top her stomach was bare, his hands palming up her sides as he kept making out with her, one hand sliding up her top – when she stiffened. Worried he'd taken it too far the Commander leaned back out of the kiss, about to question, but Maya was having none of it and yanked him down into a rough kiss, her tongue prodding against his lips. Unable to refuse he parted his teeth and slid his own tongue out, groaning as their wet appendages met and wrestled together between their mouths; curling, twisting and slithering so sensually that he lost himself in it for a moment.
Until soon they had to break apart for air, panting.
''Do it.'' Maya rasped out, tugging him back down. ''Now kiss me you- Mmph...''
A kiss cut her words short, melting them down into an aroused groan as they kept going at it. His hands crept up her front at the same time, hiking her top up a little until he reached the underwire of her bra, running his hands over it and getting a feel for it before pushing it up over her bust, both of his hands greedily cupping her breasts and squeezing. Contrary to what some might think Maya was far from small; her chest filling his groping palms and his thumbs finding her nipples and rubbing them about, pulling a soft groan out of the white-haired cruiser, her lips on his.
Breaking off the kiss the Commander ran his hands further up, sliding them up her collarbone and hiking her black serafuku crop top up further – until with a groan Maya extended her arms above her head, letting him pull her shirt off. Without it he was treated to the sight of her near-bare torso, only her pushed-up bra left, and that too was removed after a little shifting from Maya, the cruiser blushing a rosy hue as her chest was laid bare to him, her head tilting to one side as she peered up at him.
''Well?'' She muttered, embarrassed. ''If you're going to do something, then do it.''
''You sure?'' The Commander murmured, lips brushing with hers.
Maya scoffed quietly. ''Do I need to hold a neon sign up for you- Mm~!''
A muffled moan escaped the cruiser as he did as she wanted; his lips finding themselves against hers in a sudden, passionate kiss. It lasted all of a few seconds before he broke it off and went for her neck, lips smooching down her vulnerable jugular and pulling a gasp out of the cruiser, her legs wrapping around his waist and pulling him down against her as he teasingly continued to kiss her neck. She ran her hands over his chest and hurriedly undid the buttons of his jacket, shoving it open the moment she could and forcing him to roll his shoulders to get it off whilst she started unbuttoning his top.
She just barely managed to get his shirt unbuttoned before he shifted down, lips leaving her neck and instead attaching themselves to her right tit, engulfing her nipple. Maya gasped at the sensation, a throaty groan soon to tumble out of her throat as he squeezed both of her tits within his greedy, groping hands, his lips popping off of her pinkish nipples and his tongue instead slipping out, licking it with several quick strokes before taking it back into his mouth again, the strong suck pulling on her tit a little before her nipple slipped free and made her breast jiggle slightly.
''Mn... ah...'' Maya's hot breath tickled his forehead as he went for her other breast, his tongue wet with saliva as it swirled a slow circle around her nipple. ''Commander...''
The Commander leaned upright, one hand groping her breast as he spoke. ''What?''
Blushing Maya couldn't find it in her to verbalise it, but instead slid a hand down and palmed at his crotch – his bulging crotch. With warmth colouring his own cheeks the Commander murmured an agreement and reached down, unbuckling his belt and sitting down next to her at Maya's quiet gesture, allowing the topless girl to sit up. Then the moment his pants were down and around his knees Maya pulled his boxers down, one hand grasping his hardening cock and guiding the tip to her lips, taking the head into her mouth.
The Commander gasped; a shudder travelling through him as she sucked up the tip before grazing her lips back down again, the smooth, almost sensual sucking motions dragging her lips along his tip. Her hand wasn't idle either and pumped his cock slow and smooth; palm warm and soft as she gripped his dick. Her tongue slid out of her mouth and sensually dragged itself along and over the tip of his cock, drooling saliva on it as it passed and smearing it in when her tongue came back a second time, droplets of opaque drool dribbling down the side of his his cock until her fingers slid over them, smearing them into his shaft and getting it wet.
''Mm... Mmph...'' Maya worked her way deeper with every muffled wet suck, her lips pursing snugly around his girth as she bobbed her head.
Leaning back on one arm the Commander could only shudder and moan, his other hand resting on top of her head of white hair and tangling his fingers between her locks, gently pushing her down. Maya didn't resist and took more of him into her mouth, her tongue lewdly lapping at the tip or slithering down the sides, smearing her spit against his cock and forcing her hand down to near the base, jerking it as she attended to the rest of his shaft with her hot mouth, sucking the moans up out of him.
Panting he ran his gaze down her bare, toned back, his hand leaving her head to slide down it. Maya groaned a little but didn't protest, only emboldening the Commander and tempting him to rub her back, feeling how defined her shoulder blades were and tracing her spine down to her tail-bone. His hand passed over the waistband of her skirt and he guided his hand underneath it, lust heightening as reached down and groped at her butt as she gave him head; soon slipping his hand under her panties and groping her bare ass, his hand soon slithering further south.
''M-Mmph...!'' Maya then moaned as his fingers teased her entrance; blindly rubbing her folds and making her shiver in anticipation.
Not needing to be told twice the Commander spread her folds apart with two fingers and slid a single digit inside, swiftly finding the digit embraced by her hot, tight insides, enticing him to slide a second finger inside and pump the twin digits in-and-out of her sex. As if to pay him back Maya grasped his cock tighter and sucked on it louder, her sucks becoming shiver-inducing slurps as she pulled her lips up to the tip and then went back down again. With him looking down at her all he could see was a head of white hair bobbing up-and-down, but the sounds and the sensations was more than enough to give him a clear picture in his mind.
Not one to be outdone he worked his own fingers more, poking and pushing them about with growing vigour. He fingers slid about and scissored apart, pulling muted moans out of Maya's throat as she sucked him off, nearly taking him down her throat – stopped only by her gag reflex, her head tilting back up a little every time she went too far down. The wet gags and gulping grunts she made only fuelled his arousal, his cock throbbing against her pursing lips as she moved faster, her tongue swirling lewdly around the tip and riling him up.
Riling him up so much that heat began to simmer and boil up his cock; a distinct need swelling within him.
Something that tempted him to pull his fingers out of her. ''S-Stop, Maya...''
The cruiser did so, lips leaving his cock with a string of saliva hanging between the two for a moment until it snapped. The moment her head was raised he cupped her cheek and pulled her into a kiss, muffling Maya's moan, both of them dragging out the intimate kiss for what felt like a small, pleasant eternity – broke apart only by the need to breathe. She slid a hand up to his cock but he caught her by the wrist before he could stroke him off, holding her gaze.
''I want to put it in.'' The Commander murmured under his breath, his shaft twitching against the fingertip touching it.
With burning cheeks Maya dipped her head in a nod. She pulled him down at the same time, luring him into a slow but brief kiss, one she was the first to break away from – face aflame as she shuffled back on the bed and laid herself down with her head upon the pillows, squirming almost shyly as he crawled on top of her, his pants finding themselves kicked down to his ankles, binding his legs a little but he didn't want to stall by fighting to get them off. So, he left them on, opting to run his hands along Maya's creamy legs instead and coax them up, allowing him to grab the waistband of her white panties and pull them up and off her long legs, gaze lingering on her underwear for only a moment before he tossed them aside, guiding her legs back down and coaxing them apart, moving between them.
One hand then slid down and grasped his shaft, guiding the swollen head to her lower lips. Maya brought a hand close to her face and demurely bit her index finger, nodding at him to just go ahead and take her, to get the embarrassment over with – and so he did. With just a second longer to aim the Commander guided the tip inside and then pushed forth; a sharp, back-of-the-throat groan arising from him as hot flesh clamped down on his intruding cock like a pleasurable vice.
''Mm!'' Beneath him Maya tensed up as he took her first time, her walls tightening around his cock.
The Commander hissed at the feeling, both hands planting themselves on the bed either side of her. Carefully he rocked his hips forth, unable to quell his groan of bliss as he sunk deeper into her clenching warmth, the sensations addictive in ways he hadn't thought possible. She was tight and only grew more so as he bucked his hips a little, grunting under his breath as he got a little more inside before coming to a stop, panting and with most of his length in her.
''Mn...'' Maya squirmed at the novel sensation of having him inside her. ''Commander...''
The blush on her cheeks darkened and Maya tapped her lips almost submissively, her finger slipping away just as he leaned down – connecting their lips in a kiss. It was soft, tentative almost, one of her hands grasping the back of his head and pulling him deeper into the kiss. His hands slid up to find her wrists, grasping them tentatively and tugging both of her arms down onto the quilt, pinning them down as he loomed over her, breaking off the kiss.
And with a soft grunt he started to move. Maya tightened around him as he pulled partway out before pumping back in, his thrusts slow but firm, spreading her tight insides apart with every rock of his waist – gently fucking soft moans out of Maya's throat. A kiss partially silenced it, both of them making out with a mutual groan as his fingers untangled from her wrists and instead slid up to her hands; tangling their fingers together and holding hands, their palms hot as they pressed together.
''Ah, hah... Mn...'' Maya demurely moaned against his lips, her eyes near-shut. ''Harder... I can take it...''
The quiet, almost bashful admission aroused the Commander more than he thought possible, and with a groan of acknowledgement he complied – bucking his hips forth and burying himself balls-deep in her at last. Maya gasped against his lips, back arching slightly and pushing her plump chest against his torso, tempting him to press his body down against hers as he pumped into her; the skin-on-skin contact only heightening the intimacy of the moment, intensifying how good it felt to sheath himself all the way into Maya, feeling her wet walls smother his shaft.
Panting Maya shifted her head to the side, tucking her head over his shoulder and tempting him to push his face into her neck, planting a shaky kiss on her flesh – earning a mewl out of Maya, her thighs rubbing his hips before the cruiser snaked her legs around his waist, her hands scrambling over his back in a fit of lust. Her hungry touches only fuelled his own lust, encouraging him to buck his hips faster, heat climbing his cock as her earlier blow-job came back to bite him, a distinct need swelling up his shaft and begging for release.
He held back however. Squeezing her hands he lifted his body up away from hers slightly, allowing him to slam into her pussy with greater ease – her vaginal walls gripping him tight and amplifying how intense it felt for them both, every thrust scraping her insides and coaxing a gasp out of Maya. She pushed her face into his neck and whimpered against his shoulder, breath hot against his flesh as she tightened up, her lithe body tensing up like a coiled spring.
''C-Commander...'' She rasped into his ear. ''Don't stop...''
Grunting back the Commander hastened his movements, feeling his own end near; heat rushing up his cock and begging for release at the tip; his imminent orgasm nearing hitting every time her clenching walls squeezed him tight, the prospect of pulling out rendered null and void with her legs wrapped around his waist. He lost himself in the moment, hearing her breathing hasten, her voice rising in pitch and her walls clamping tighter around him-
-when with a shrill, stiff gasp, Maya climaxed. ''Mm!''
The Commander buckled, overwhelming heat rushing up his cock – and he saw white as he came. The feeling of her walls smothering his throbbing cock, squeezing out each and every spurt from him as she clutched onto him, shuddering and convulsing beneath his own body, his hips managing to jerk back-and-forth just a scant few times, the friction melting their minds.
And then the moment passed, some coherency returning to the Commander – tempting him down. Their lips mashed together in a clumsy, heated kiss, eliciting a mutual moan from both of them as they scrambled their hands over each other and made out as their highs waned, sensitivity leaving their joined parts afire. Every clench of her muscles or twitch of his cock left them shivering in suppressed bliss, unable to fully contain their moans of pure pleasure.
''Mm- hah...!'' Until soon they broke apart with a gasp, chests heaving as they just looked at one another, stuck in a blissful daze.
The Commander was the first to stir out of it, groaning as he pushed his face down into the crook of her neck, kissing her. Maya clutched onto his back and let out a soft groan back, biting her lip when he rocked his hips slowly – gently thrusting into her. In response Maya slid her hands down and around to his stomach, pushing him back lightly and tempting him to pull out, his dick slipping out of her with a wet pop. Pulling his face away from her neck he stole a quick kiss from her lips before leaning upright on his hands, gazing down at the flushed face of his lover, some of her white hair clinging to her forehead. He cupped her cheek and brushed some dishevelled hair aside with his thumb, gaze wandering lower to her heaving, plump breasts and partially-closed legs, cum leaking from her folds.
Maya drew his gaze back up to her eyes with a hand on his cheek, tugging him down into a quick, memorable kiss – before she broke it off and instead rolled onto her side. The Commander didn't move from his spot, leaning over the lithe cruiser as she shakily shifted around onto her hands and knees under him; his looming bulk limiting her moment and forcing Maya to squirm a bit to get into position, yet the close contact only made it more intimate. His cock soon rubbed against her ass as he spooned her, his chest nearly touching her arched back and his breath teasing her earlobe, sending pleasant shivers through Maya herself, a soft, breathless groan escaping her.
''Commander...'' She breathed, gazing back at him from over her shoulder. ''...take me, like this...''
The Commander readily agreed. Reaching down he grasped his shaft and rubbed it against her folds, sliding it up-and-down teasingly, coaxing a soft groan out of the cruiser under him – before at last he got it right and pushed in. Her walls smothered him as he entered her, a groan of pleasure arising from his throat as he sunk in all the way, both hands planting themselves next to hers as they did it doggy-style. Right off the bat he started to move his hips, softly at first, but after just a few thrusts he began to pick up the pace and pump into her deeply, prying her tight walls apart to fit his cock between them, the tip pushing against her innermost parts.
''Ah... hah... hah... Mn...'' Maya grunted out breathily, her vaginal walls slick with their mixed fluids as he pumped into her. ''Faster...''
With a grunt to her ear the Commander obliged, pushing past the pleasure weakening his hips and thrusting into the cruiser harder, faster – eliciting a sharp gasp from Maya, one that preluded the shaky, throaty moan that escaped her. Just hearing Maya make such a sound turned him on more than he expected, his thrusts becoming more vigorous as he pounded her from behind, her skirt flapping lightly as her lithe body was rocked back-and-forth. Maya wasn't entirely submissive however and pushed herself back onto his cock eagerly, her panting breaths intermingled with gulping gasps, her head soon tilting back so she could look at him from over her shoulder.
Tempting him to lean down and kiss her. The cruiser moaned into his mouth, eyes fluttering shut as they shared a kiss – one made all the more intimate when he slowed his thrusts down, allowing them to drag out the kiss. When lungs burned for air they broke apart and he picked up the pace again, stealing another, quicker kiss from his partner as they made love; earning a shaky moan out of the nearly-naked cruiser.
''Mn!'' A moan swiftly fled Maya's throat when he reached around and grabbed one of her breasts, squeezing her soft tit as he fucked her. ''C-Commander... Mn...!''
The sound of clapping flesh echoed through the small bedroom as his pelvis impacted her ass, driving his shaft deep into her tight pussy. The bed squeaked a little beneath them and the headboard started banging against the wall, the low thunks joining in to make a lewd symphony for their ears only, nobody else around to overhear them going at it. Perhaps because of that they only grew more heated, their movements faster and more rough as they sought as much pleasure as they could get from their union, kisses shared aplenty all the while.
Breaking off the latest kiss the Commander leaned down, planting a kiss on her smooth shoulder before going for her upper-back, having to arch his own back somewhat so he could reach. Maya groaned at the teasing kisses, gazing at him with half-lidded eyes as he kept thrusting into her all the while, his pelvis meeting her ass with rhythmic smacks of skin. His lips pecked and smooched along her shoulders and near her shoulder-blades, his right hand fondling her breast for just a moment more before he slid it over her back instead, applying a delicate amount of pressure as he ran his palm over her taut muscles, coaxing out a moan from his lover.
''Mn...'' Hanging her head Maya bit her lip – not willing to concede that she was already getting close again.
The Commander was much more honest though; leaning down to whisper in her ear. ''Almost there...''
''G-Got it...'' Maya tightly murmured back, trying and failing to hide how close her own orgasm was getting.
Realising that the Commander hastened his thrusts, eliciting a sharp gasp from Maya as his throbbing cock plunged into her with sudden speed – scraping her inner walls as they clenched around it. Her body jerked forth as his pelvis hit her rear, prompting her to push herself back and impale herself on him, a moan arising from her lips and her eyes screwing tightly shut, gasping as he spooned her from behind with every passionate thrust-
''M-Mmph!''
-until with a muffled, throaty groan Maya climaxed. Convulsions wracked her body and she bowed her head, riding out her orgasm and pushing her ass back against his pelvis, gasping when he managed a scarce few more thrusts before his own climax hit; thick ropes of cum splattering inside Maya and pumping into her depths, her walls wringing every last drop out of him.
Even as his orgasm waned however just spooning Maya felt so intimately and erotic that he didn't immediately pull out; groaning into the cruiser's ear as he slowly rocked his hips, almost humping her. She breathed back a moan and tightened around his cock, her insides hot and sticky with his spent load. It was only when she lightly elbowed him that he took the hint and pulled out, a sigh passing his lips as he got off of her.
Only to grunt in surprise when Maya took him by the arm and pulled him down, pushing him down and straddling him. The white-haired cruiser blushed but a stubborn, affectionate glint remained in her eyes as she grasped his sensitive dick and pushed the tip against her entrance. He shivered and held her waist in anticipation, barely having a minute to recover from his powerful back-to-back climaxes before the head disappeared between her folds – and with a grunt, Maya dropped herself all the way down his cock.
''Ohh...'' The Commander moaned in bliss, breathlessly shrugging his shoulders and getting his shirt off. ''One more time?''
''One more...'' Maya nodded shakily, biting her lip as she raised her hips up, her walls snugly squeezing his shaft – before moaning as she impaled herself back down on his cock.
Grunting he feverishly reached up and grabbed her skirt, hiking it up so he could watch his cock disappear inside Maya. The cruiser's cheeks darkened at his open staring but made no attempt to hide their intimate act, her knees digging into the bed on either side of her as she bounced up and down on his cock. She laid her hands on his chest and leaned forwards as she worked her waist, tightening when she lifted up and momentarily relaxing as she slapped herself back down onto him, his cock plunging between her slick, clenching walls.
Smiling faintly the Commander slid one hand up her front and grabbed her right breast, her tit fitting nicely into his palm as he fondled it – earning a soft groan out of the cruiser. Moving her hands she put them behind herself and leaned back a bit, unintentionally giving him a better view of their joined parts as she bounced up-and-down. Already the heat in his cock was becoming too much; his sensitivity causing every little clench of her womanhood to melt his mind, the urge to just unload inside her restrained solely by his desire to get her to cum with him.
''Mn, ah...'' Maya clearly wouldn't last long either, forcing her hips to keep moving with breathy grunts of effort.
Something that prompted him to sit up. With his hands behind himself to support his weight he shifted up, prompting Maya to lift her hips up all the way with a moan, letting his dick out – allowing her to shuffle more onto his lap as they switched up the position a little until they were lotus-style. Then with little hesitation the cruiser grasped his twitching shaft and guided it to her entrance, biting her lip to contain her lustful moan as he sunk back into her; said moan whining past her lips all the same.
He helped muffle it with a kiss, groaning into her mouth as he held the back of her head and pulled her deeper into it – tempting Maya to bite his bottom lip teasingly mid-kiss. As if in response his hips bucked up on impact, plunging his cock deep into her sex and enticing her to start moving once more. The way his cock scraped her slick walls made her tighten pleasurably around him. The sweaty smacks of their pelvises rung all the louder as they moved in unison, the friction heating their bodies up and the urge to blow becoming too much to handle.
''Maya...!'' The Commander gasped, mashing his lips against hers.
And then the heat constricting his cock became too inviting to resist, and he came – a violent shudder travelling through his body as she shot his load. Maya clamped tight around him and climaxed nigh-instantly, a harsh groan muffled by his lips as she came with him, clutching onto his shoulders for dear life as she rode out her third orgasm of the night.
''Mn! Mm!'' Maya rocked her body more, pushing deeper into the kiss – before with a gasp she broke it off. ''Ah...!''
The Commander snaked his arms around her, his forehead pressing against hers as he gasped in lungfuls of air, staring straight into Maya's golden eyes as she gazed back at him. For what felt like a small eternity they stayed like that, pleasurable twitches convulsing through their bodies every few moments as the after-effect of their orgasm gradually waned.
Until soon Maya lifted herself up and off of his cock, moaning as she sat down on the bed next to him. The Commander carefully held Maya and held her close, shuffling back on the bed until they were laid side-by-side, their mostly-naked frames nearly flush together.
''Commander...'' Maya breathed against his cheek.
Then with a demure glint in her once-fierce eyes she shifted up, pecked him on the cheek, and then cuddled her face down into his chest – smiling shyly when he wrapped an arm around her and held her close, the two of them cuddling in the aftermath.
It would be another half-hour until they went to bed, the time spent cuddling and talking, both idly wondering what Atago would think in the morning...
...entirely unaware of a drooling Atago watching them from the dorms with a pair of binoculars, an exasperated Takao and Choukai in the background.
[END]
A/N: Pervy Atago, heh.