A/N: This one took longer than I was expecting considering its length, but I finally got it finished~ Been a while since I wrote some sleep-sex, so it's good timing too.
Scenes are also done with a more short-and-sweet style to them, so hope you like that~
Enjoy~
Ho Ho Ho
Christmas Eve had arrived at last.
As per every year beforehand all the Ship-Girls were in bed at a reasonable time, few if any allowed to stay up late and all ushered to sleep, leaving the Commander to stay up late alone and put the final finishing touches on the base, from delivering presents and munching on the copious amounts of cookies and milk that had been left out. And of course, he also gave a different kind of 'present' to a lucky few.
Thus the Commander found himself wandering through the dormitory in the dark. Dressed in a red shirt and pants with a fur trim he looked much like Santa, equipped also with a beard and festive hat. He'd already delivered all the pre-wrapped presents so had forgone his sack used for presents, both of his hands free as he traversed the halls, careful not to knock over anything or step on a stray bauble or bit of tinsel.
'There it is...' A smile crossed his face as he finally reached the door he'd been looking for – Fletcher's door.
Though often forgotten in favour of her more loud and active sisters, Fletcher most certainly deserved some extra attention, considering how much work she put into helping out her sisters whilst simultaneously corralling them all and stopping them from being unleashed upon the base in a chaotic wave. Thus the Commander slipped his hand down onto the knob and twisted it, creaking the door open and gently sneaking on inside, making sure to shut the door behind him.
Her room was quite vivid but hard to make out in the dark, some presents gifted by her sisters already bundled up in one corner of the room to be opened on the big day tomorrow. He carefully stepped around them and made his way straight to her single bed at the far wall, smiling down at his slumbering subordinate, before with a teasing glint in his eyes he grasped her yellow bed covers and pulled them down a bit.
''Mn...'' Fletcher stirred slightly but didn't wake – a deep-sleeper like most Ship-Girls were.
That little fact came in handy as he shifted the bed covers down further, exposing her sleeping frame. A light yellow camisole loosely hung from her shoulders, messy and wrinkled from sleep, but not hiding her quite plump bust size compared to many of her sisters. Matching yellow panties hugged her hips, the lack of a quilt causing her legs to shift a little, her underwear partially slipping down one hip as she stirred, but didn't wake.
The Commander took advantage of that. Carefully he slipped into bed with Fletcher, pulling the covers back over them both, causing the shifting Fletcher to relax once more as the warmth returned. That assured the Commander slid his right hand down her front, smile teasing as his fingertips dipped under the waistband of her underwear, feeling her soft folds against his fingertips. He moved slowly however, not rushing the intimate act.
''Easy.'' The Commander softly whispered when she shifted. ''Relax.''
Though remaining completely asleep Fletcher complied practically on instinct alone, the tension easing from her frame as she slumbered. The Commander rewarded her by curling his fingers, two of them inserting themselves into her sex and easing their way into her womanhood. Intimately he felt her inner heat press down on his digits, her walls hot as they gripped his fingers, but he wiggled them in deeper all the same – familiar enough with Fletcher's body to know where to touch, where to rub... and where to apply just the right amount of pressure to make her feel good.
Naturally he did just that. Though his strokes were slow the pleasure that teased Fletcher's slumbering body made her twitch slightly, a sleepy murmur drifting past her pursing lips. He smiled at that, laid next to her and watching her cute face scrunch up as he teased her womanhood, every little rub or curl of his fingers eliciting a reaction from her sleeping frame. And like many times before it didn't take much to get Fletcher wet; his fingers soon coming out of her slick and sticky.
''Someone's definitely in need of relief.'' The Commander teasingly whispered.
His words garnered no response but the Commander smiled all the same, careful as he shifted on top of Fletcher. With his back against the quilt covers they still covered Fletcher enough to not let too much of the cold in, but his attention was further south – one of his hands pushing his pants and boxers down, revealing his swelling cock. He took it into his hand and stroked himself off a bit, smiling tightly as he did something so lewd in front of his sleeping subordinate.
When he was hard enough he let go of his dick, ignoring the needy throb within it and instead curling his fingers under the front of her yellow panties, pulling them to the side; exposing her slit. The bulbous tip of his shaft pressed against it, sliding along her pussy lips several times as he just teased them both, his cock aching to be inside of her womanhood. Fletcher herself desired it too even in her sleep; her legs drifting a tiny bit open and a sleepy hum mumbling past her lips.
''Heh...'' Softly he smirked, gently nudging her legs further apart and getting between them, lining himself up.
The tip found the hole, and with a moan the Commander eased himself of her tight pussy. The feeling was as extraordinary as all the times before it, the rush of pleasure that shocked his cock nearly eliciting a hiss from him, though he kept his voice to himself lest he wake her – opting instead to plant both of his hands on either side of Fletcher, pursing his hips as he pushed himself in deeper. It was a bit of a challenge; even in her sleep she was tight, and he didn't want to be too rough lest he wake her, but he couldn't deny how exciting it was doing it like this.
Thus he pushed in only until half of his dick was snugly embraced by her sex; pulling back out with a slow shudder. Then he went back in, and then out again – repeating the slow, firm movements, his dick inching deeper into her searing-hot sex until he eventually was balls-deep in her, fitting his full length in her. The satisfaction that came with it left his cock twitching, not quite ready to cum so soon, but he would be lying if he said just sliding it in was pushing him to a limit.
''Mn... ah...'' Under his breath the Commander grunted, hips rocking back-and-forth. ''That's it... just relax Fletch...''
Fletcher shifted, but didn't wake; her womanhood clenching around him in silent response. The Commander stifled a groan and dared to speed up a little, hips rocking faster and stuffing the Destroyer with his cock, not daring to go too fast lest he wake her but unable to take it slow lest it not be enough to get her off too. Fletcher never had the greatest stamina so he knew from experience it wouldn't take much to make her orgasm; and with how tightly she was gripping him, it wouldn't take long for him either.
Pushing away the thought the Commander focused on thrusting, adjusting his weight slightly so he could slide one hand up her camisole top, feeling up Fletcher's smooth stomach and soon reaching her breasts. Small but plump they fitted into his hand easily, his fingers sinking into her doughy flesh as he groped both breasts; alternating between them mid-fuck. He felt them heave more and more as he kept thrusting into her, fucking her gently to climax, their flesh barely even smacking together.
''Ah, crap...'' The Commander grunted, heat burning his cock. ''Here it comes Fletch... Mn...!''
He managed to last just a little more, straining his stamina – when Fletcher suddenly twitched and tightened up. The sensation pushed him over the edge, and with a strained hiss the Commander blew his load inside of her; thick, splattering ropes of cum hitting her inner walls and pumping into her womb, aided when he sheathed his full length inside her, staying still as he just unloaded into her depths, her clenching walls helping milk it out of him.
And then after a prolonged, tense moment, the Commander exhaled and pulled back. Her walls squeezed his shaft but he pulled out all the same, the head escaping her sex with a wet-sounding pop. After a few seconds cum slowly began to leak out of Fletcher, her chest heaving faster and some sweat now covering her sleeping frame, but otherwise the Destroyer remained perfectly asleep.
With a smile he carefully climbed out of bed, pulling the bed covers back over Fletcher and tucking her back in – his present now delivered, and his attention onto the next recipient.
X-x-X
It didn't take long to reach Queen Elizabeth's room.
Located high up on the fourth floor it was easy to find due to the double doors leading inside, as was the vastness of the room – granted to her due to her queenly status. The Commander was glad for that spaciousness; allowing him to creep in through the front doors and pass by the mountain of presents in one corner of the room, slipping over to her bedside. Grasping the elegant gold covers he pulled them back, smiling as he laid eyes on Elizabeth's slumbering form; her slender frame clad in a purple nightgown and side-tie underwear, hands folded over her stomach as she snoozed soundly.
The Commander shifted onto the bed next to her, a smile on his face as he carefully moved over one of her legs and got between them, laying his hands upon her inner-thighs and nudging them apart. She barely stirred; mumbling a little but no more even his hands went up to her waist, hiking her translucent purple nightgown and grasping the purple string of her panties and undoing the knot. It came loose easily, allowing him to slowly slide her panties off, leaving them off just to the side.
''Mm...'' Queen Elizabeth shifted faintly, brow dipping slightly from the cold, but she was too deep in her sleep to wake from such little stimulation.
Taking advantage of that the Commander spread the queen's limp legs, his breath warm against her bare pussy lips – before he planted a kiss on them. Then another, and then another, his lips trailing over her nether lips before going to her inner-thighs, just teasing her lightly. He could easily just shove his tongue her in but he wanted to take it slower, to wind her up like he knew she liked being. His lips ghosted over to her clit and smooched the little nub, his tongue escaping and licking it with slow, up-down strokes, earning a quiet whimper from the blonde queen.
Then his right hand came up. Laying two fingers on her folds he spread them open, his middle finger pushing inside her hole – earning a sleepy mumble from Queen Elizabeth but little else. With slow, rhythmic curls of his middle finger he pumped it in, all whilst his lips continued to kiss and smooch her inner-thighs or folds, his tongue either attending to her clit or to her thighs, never using his teeth lest the pain wake her but grazing her flawless flesh with them all the same, feeling her tighten up from the dangerous sensation.
Only to then pull his finger out – earning a soft whimper from Elizabeth. ''Mn...''
''Ssh.'' The Commander cooed lightly, bringing his lips down to her pussy – and then eased his tongue inside of her.
Elizabeth stiffened at the feeling, whimpers abound as they slipped past her lips. He worked his tongue slowly but masterfully, easily wriggling it inside of her hot core and licking her walls, already having eaten the queen out several times by that point – and knowing where her weak points were. He went for those spots deliberately, licking at them and causing her to tense and relax at erratic intervals
His hands were not idle either. Holding onto her thighs he kept them spread apart, giving him uninhibited access to her pussy, eating her out slowly but sensually. Whimpers tumbled out past Elizabeth's lips and she arched her back a little, a sigh escaping when he withdrew his tongue and rubbed her pussy instead; his fingers pressing against her lower lips and rubbing them about, teasing her further. When his tongue slid back inside her again he found that she was wet, tempting him to eat her out for only a little bit longer, not wanting to make her cum so soon.
Thus out came his tongue, and on top of her he moved; pants slowly pushed down to his knees alongside his boxers, allowing him to get between her legs easier. His cock pressed up against her wet pussy and he rolled his hips slightly, grinding on her sex for a moment, before taking his shaft into his hand and guiding it lower, the tip rubbing against her entrance. Queen Elizabeth whimpered and squirmed, the cuteness too much for him to resist, and tempting him to push inside.
''Mm... ahh...'' Queen Elizabeth moaned in her sleep, face scrunching up cutely.
The Commander let out a soft groan of agreement, planting his hands on either side of the blonde queen as he sunk in deeper. She was tight, her walls wet but snug as they squeezed his shaft. It wasn't hard to get his dick in her however; several slow rolls of his waist easing him in all the way until his pelvis was flush against hers, leaving the tight queen fully impaled on his cock. He didn't stop to enjoy the snug sheath however; fully aware that he had a number of other girls who had yet to get their own special 'present'.
Thus with a kiss to her cheek the Commander started moving. He was slow and careful, but firm in his movements; his girth sliding out of her tight tunnel before burying back inside her, never failing to earn a grunt, groan or sigh from the slumbering Queen Elizabeth. Though her arms remained limp by her sides her slender fingers curled inwards on reflex and her head lolled from left to right, stirring miniscule from the pleasure that undoubtedly coursed up her body.
''Hah... easy...'' The Commander whispered, his right hand dropping to her pelvis and thumbing her clit – flicking the nub just a little; enough that it made her tighten around his cock. ''Even when you're asleep you're still such a tsundere...''
As if reacting to his words her vagina tightened; squeezing him in punishment. He certainly didn't mind said punishment, his breathing becoming heavier as he forced himself to move faster but not too fast; achieving a pace just quick enough to get himself off without waking up the queen. He could only imagine how she'd react if she found him balls-deep in her during her sleep; though she'd be fine with it, her embarrassed shrieks would wake up half the dorm, and he'd rather that not happen on Christmas Eve.
Though that didn't mean he would just pump and run; he'd like he to climax as well. Intent on achieving that the Commander stopped playing with her clit and slid his hand up her nightgown instead, laying his hand over her bare left breast and groping it softly, his thumb tracing a circle around her pink nipple. He flicked it slightly or pressed down on it, admiring the soft doughiness of her tit even as he grunted and repeatedly went balls-deep in her, intimately feeling her walls clamp tighter around his cock.
''Cum.'' The Commander whispered into her ear, grunting right into it. ''Cum for me, Elizabeth.''
A whimper answered him, sleepy and drowsy even as her body locked up, her searing-hot walls pressing down on his cock and smothering it with her inner heat – before she climaxed. Silent and shuddering she squirters around his still-thrusting cock, the sudden tightness forcing a hiss from his throat. He couldn't hope to hold back and came nigh-instantly, spurts of cum preluding the much thicker ropes that splattered against her walls or were pumped into her womb, filling her up with his seed.
''Mn... ah...'' The Commander grunted softly, his thrusts slowing down – until with a sigh he pulled out.
After just a few moments of waiting a slow but steady trickle of cum leaked out of Queen Elizabeth, the queen breathing slightly heavier than she was beforehand, but still fast asleep. He smiled at that, adjusting her nightgown back into place but leaving her panties off, wasting little time in shifting off the bed.
After tucking her back in, he was off once more.
X-x-X
Unicorn was his next stop.
Sneaking inside and shutting the door behind him he crept into her bedroom, footsteps utterly silent as he crept over to her bedside. The purple-haired carrier snoozed away beneath her white bed sheets on her right side, her curvy body clad in a pair of lavender pyjamas – the fabric slightly fluffy and keeping her cosy. Perhaps because of that Unicorn didn't so much as stir when he pulled the bed covers away, nor did she stir when he eased himself down onto the bed behind her.
He had to admire Unicorn's body; eyes lustful as they roamed over the sleeping carrier. Though quite slim in places she had a slight hourglass figure seen even beneath her pyjamas, though he wanted to see more of her – something that tempted him to reach down and grab the back of her pyjama bottoms. All it took was a slight tug to get them down over her ass, his eyes admiring her cute and curvy butt, one hand groping her ass and earning a sleepy hum from the carrier.
''You've been a very good girl this year, Unicorn.'' The Commander whispered, shifting right behind her and pushing his pants down. ''Here's your reward.''
His cock, already erect, poked her in the ass until he grabbed it, stroking himself off. His other hand went down and pushed her pyjama top up a little, allowing him to snake a hand up her front and tenderly grab one of her boobs. They were quite sizeable, fitting into his hand nicely and encouraging him to grope them. At the same time he guided his cock lower down, spooning Unicorn and with his cock nearly between her thighs – until he reared his hips back, took careful aim, and eased himself forth.
''Ahh...'' The Commander let out a blissful sigh as he penetrated Unicorn; her pussy lips parting for his intruding cock. ''G-Good girl...''
A sleepy mumble answered him. He smiled at that and moved his free hand down to her waist, wrapping an arm around her stomach and pulling the sleeping Unicorn back against him, allowing him to insert himself into her pussy easier. It took a bit of hip-rocking to get himself all the way inside her but that was fine, his shaft twitching back against her gripping walls as he moved back-and-forth. Unicorn was no stranger to sex either, naught but a soft grunt escaping her as he pumped into her pussy.
Doing it dry was a bit more of a challenge, his movements extra slow to compensate for the lack of lubrication. His hands helped along though; one groping at her plump breasts and the other doing by her clit, rubbing the little bundle of nerves or tracing rings around it, the constant teasing soon getting Unicorn wet enough that he dared to pick up the pace. And thanks to their spooning position the Commander grunted right into her ear; undoubtedly filling her dreams with sex. It'd happened before, of that he knew; vividly remembering the embarrassing story she told him the time he ate her out when she was asleep.
Having a wet dream about a flower eating her out was strange, but he presumed she'd been dreaming of said flowers when his tongue went to work, so he supposed it made sense.
Chasing the amusing through from his mind the Commander moved his hips a little faster, sliding one hand down to Unicorn's thighs and straightening her legs out a little, allow him to drive himself into her hot tunnel easier. Her walls squeezed him in turn, getting more turned on even as he kept pumping into her, his shaft scraping against her clenching walls and coaxing out a sleepy mewl from Unicorn, her walls becoming wet with arousal.
Panting into her ear the Commander dared to speed up a bit, heat curling and creeping up his cock – the urge to blow his load becoming increasingly tempting as her hot walls rubbed against his shaft. Shaking he kissed her ear, smiling tightly when it made Unicorn moan in her sleep, her breasts heaving into his groping hand and encouraging him onwards, his pelvis hitting her ass lightly but quickly, his cock throbbing within her depths.
Until with a grunt and soft groan he creampied her, pushing himself all the way in and unloading into her womb; her clenching vaginal walls milking out every last spurt of cum from his shaft. He rocked his hips a little as he came, grunting under his breath as he made sure not a single drop of cum leaked out, undoubtedly filling her womb with his milky seed.
Then after a prolonged moment he sighed, pulling out. ''Good girl...''
Kissing her on the cheek the Commander pulled her pyjama bottoms back up and shuffled out of her bed, moving on to his next target.
X-x-X
Yuudachi was his next stop.
Getting inside was easy enough, but making his way over to her bed was a bit more tricky due to the fact she had a messy bedroom. Presents were neatly under her tree but everything else was chaos; several shirts laid in a half-neat pile by the wardrobe, underwear was across the room in various places, some manga and candy was next to each other... really, it was only thanks to Shigure and Yukikaze that the room wasn't more chaotic than it already was. It wasn't even really unclean either; just... poorly placed, to put it charitably. Fitting for such a doggish girl, though.
Pushing the amusing thought from his mind the Commander made his way over to her bedside, carefully taking the open manga off of her stomach and folding it closed, leaving it on the bedside table next to him. Then he pulled back the bed covers... and was pleasantly surprised to find out that Yuudachi slept in the nude; the dog girl laid on her back and everything laid bare to him, from her slim shoulders to her ample breasts, or from her flat belly to her creamy thighs; the red tattoo on her right side easily visible in her nude state.
''Hmph...'' The Commander smiled slightly and eased himself down onto the bed next to her.
Yuudachi shifted a little, prompting him to pull the bed covers back over them both, keeping her nude body cosy – though still allowing him to enjoy the sight of her nude frame. Then he slid a hand over, touching her hip and running his hand over her pelvis, taking things much slower than he did with other girls; just feeling her up. Then naturally his hand went up to her flat stomach, smiling as he pressed his hand down lightly and started rubbing her belly.
The dog-girl shifted, slumbering expression tightening up and a soft mewl escaping her, the cute sound only encouraging him to keep moving his hand – giving her a belly-rub. The simple act though left Yuudachi breathing heavier, her curvy frame slowly starting to twitch and shiver, arousal evident on her face as his palm moved around in slow but firm circles. He spiced his up, his hand going down to her pelvis and giving her a little pelvic massage, causing her thighs to press together and a whine to slither out from her throat.
''Heh.'' The Commander couldn't hide his amused smile, shifting upright. Though giving her a belly-rub until she climaxed was a possibility, he wasn't going to be doing that tonight.
Thus the Commander sat upright, pushing the covers off momentarily as he moved closer. Grasping Yuudachi's soft waist he gently moved the sleeping girl over onto her side, rolling her onto her stomach – caringly tucking her head up so she wasn't face-down in the pillows. His gaze ran over her taut back and her lazily-swishing dog tail, his gaze soon going lower to her curvy ass, smiling as he got on top the Destroyer and pushed his pants down, one hand grasping his cock and lining him up.
And with a tight sigh of pleasure he slid into her pussy. The angle made it a bit tricky but he managed, easing himself in before soon planting his hand onto the bed beside her. She was a little wet already; helping ease his dick into her womanhood. Several slow thrusts pushed him in deeper until his pelvis pressed against her shapely behind, tempting him to rear his hips back and repeat the movement, slowly but rhythmically pumping into the sleeping Destroyer.
''Mn... eheh... Commander...'' In her sleep Yuudachi mumbled, smiling dumbly – perhaps dreaming about him doing this to her.
He smiled wryly at that thought. Rocking his waist he sheathed himself into her tight hole, his gaze roaming over her nude body freely. He moved one hand onto her back just so he could feel it, his palm sliding over her defined shoulder blades and to her shoulders, palming them lightly before snaking a hand around to her front, grabbing one of her breasts. They were soft and squishy, fitting nicely into his hand when he groped them, his thumb teasingly rubbing her nipple about.
Moving his hand down south he grabbed her ass, firmly sinking his fingers into Yuudachi's plush rear, his hand shifting to the base of her tail. She tightened sharply around him, extracting a low hiss of bliss from the Commander and encouraging him to quicken his pace, his cock scraping between her clenching walls and his pelvis slapping up against her butt, the low but quick smacks of flesh ringing through the bedroom. Yuudachi remained completely asleep throughout it; not even stirring as he railed her into the sheets.
''Mm... Commander... gimme...'' Yuudachi giggled sleepily. ''Make me... warm...''
''Don't worry, I will...'' He grunted out breathily, watching her shapely ass jiggle as he pounded her.
A curling lick of warmth travelled along his cock, coaxing out a guttural grunt of lust from the Commander as he kept moving – slow, rough thrusts burying him up to the hilt inside of Yuudachi, feeling the tip press against her innermost parts and be squeezed by her snug vaginal walls. The intense heat complimented her slick grip, his shaft tingling with explosive need as he pushed it in as deep as he could, gently fucking the dog-girl into the sheets.
Heat crept up his cock like it had so many times before, the throbbing, needy urge overcoming his will to resist, aided by the slick flesh that gripped and squeezed his cock, pushing him to his limit – before he peaked. It was sudden, her walls gripping him tight just as he relaxed, wringing out a thick shot of cum that splattered deep inside of Yuudachi's hot sex. Spasms rippled through his body and he kept thrusting, the mattress squeaking under them as he fucked her slow but hard, gasping-
-before he pulled out. Spurts of cum hit her ass before he took his dick into his hand and jerked himself off, shooting his seed up her back and hitting her shoulder-blades, the erotic sight helping coax out a tiny bit more of his seed, the remaining spurts falling down and landing on her tail.
''Mn, ah...'' The Commander panted, smiling breathlessly. ''There's your 'warmth', heh.''
Chuckling quietly the Commander tucked his dick away and pulled the bed covers back over Yuudachi, off to see his next recipient.
X-x-X
Meandering his way over to Kalk's room, the Commander found himself with an odd predicament, one he discovered only once he'd stepped inside.
Namely that Hobby and Kalk had apparently decided to share Kalk's bed tonight, both Destroyers snoozing away and facing each other. Curious he walked closer, pulling the covers back, and was further troubled to see both of them were practically hugging; their bodies facing each other's as they laid on their sides, Kalk on the right and Hobby on the left. It would be impossible to separate them and give Kalk her own special 'present', but doing it with Hobby right there would be tricky.
Until an idea came to his mind. Smiling lightly the Commander pulled the bed covers further down, giving him plenty of room to crawl onto the bed and shift near the two sleeping Ship-Girls. Both wore matching camisoles and panties; Hobby's pink and Kalk's blue. Carefully he grasped their legs and moved them slightly to the side until both were almost curled up, giving him room to spoon either of them from behind should he want to.
That wasn't his intention however. Reaching up he grasped their panties and pulled both down to their knees, exposing their perky rears and smooth slits, their folded legs out of the way just enough for him to move in on Kalk, lining his cock up with her bare entrance and pushing forth – and with a slow hiss he entered her. She was incredibly tight, her walls resisting his intruding girth somewhat, but he pushed on in deeper – rocking his hips slowly and easing himself inside as painlessly as possible.
''Mn...'' Though she let out a little mumble Kalk didn't stir.
At the same time the Commander reached over with his left hand, rubbing Hobby's pussy. The teasing Destroyer shifted in her sleep but didn't wake, expression peaceful even as he rubbed circles on her sex with his fingers, his hips driving him into her blonde sister at the same time. The only real sound was his own grunts and heavy breaths, his eyes darting from Kalk's folded legs to Hobby's pussy.
Until with a soft grunt he pulled his dick out of Kalk. Quietly shifting over their legs the Commander knelt down by Hobby's waist, lined his cock up with her bare folds, and moaned as he pushed right on in. She was just as tight as Kalk had been but he moved all the same; slowly but firmly pushing in until he was balls-deep in his tight subordinate, relishing the sleepy grunt he fucked out of her.
He was a tiny bit rougher with Hobby though, his movements slightly faster than he was with Kalk. Partially due to arousal, but partially also due to her teasing nature – seeing it as a way of 'getting back' at her for the frequent pranks and teases. Hobby mumbled out a moan all the same, the sound rich in the silence and encouraging him to keep moving, his right hand busying itself with rubbing Kalk's pussy, keeping her in the mood after her very brief dicking.
''Mn, ah...'' The Commander panted lightly, holding onto Hobby's hip as he fucked her. ''Wonder which... Mn, of you will get it...?''
Neither responded naturally, just some sleepy murmurs answering him, but it satisfied him all the same. Thrusting his hips he slapped his pelvis up against her ass repeatedly, moving faster, riskier – before with a hiss he pulled out of her tight pussy, and swapped back over to Kalk. Her lips were wet as he pried them apart, his girth sliding smoothly into her snug sex and bottoming out with ease, allowing him to resume pounding her pussy.
Over and over again he fucked the two sleeping girls, pumping into one before pulling out and doing the other, either rubbing the other off or fingering them to keep them in the mood. Throughout it they shifted and mumbled but didn't wake even as their bodies twitched in pleasure. Sticking his dick into their tight tunnels however put a strain on the Commander's stamina; his thrusts becoming shorter and rougher as he pumped into them.
Until soon he neared his limit. The Commander felt the explosive urge within him rise as he drove himself erratically into Hobby, his pelvis bumping against her perky ass each time. Heat climbed his cock, the wet flesh that squeezed him tightly begging for his load, the urge becoming too strong – until he pulled out. The sudden movement sent a ripple of need through him, his cock aching as his orgasm was so nearly triggered, a bit of cum nearly leaking out as he ruined his own orgasm-
-before he hurriedly shifted over, stuck his dick in Kalk, and with a deep groan the Commander came nearly instantaneously. Spurts of cum became thicker ropes as he rocked his waist, cumming inside the Destroyer as he pounded her, the undulating motions smearing his semen deep inside her and undoubtedly pumping her womb full – and he was soon treated to the sensation of her tightening up around him; subtle, silent shudders travelling through Kalk as he made her orgasm in her sleep.
''Mn... ah...'' The Commander shuddered and panted, keeping his voice to himself as he rode out his powerful climax – before driving himself balls-deep in Kalk. ''Mn!''
A sleepy moan answered him but Kalk didn't stir, still fast asleep. He was thankful for that, taking a long minute to just enjoy the clenching heat around his cock, before at last he pulled out. Cum profusely leaked from the blonde Destroyer's folds but he paid it no mind, tugging her panties back up over her ass and doing the same for Hobby, tucking both girls back in and yanking his pants back up.
And thus, on to his next target he went.
X-x-X
Illustrious's room was his next target.
Sneaking in through her doorway the Commander was careful to avoid disturbing the door chime she had right next to the door; carefully holding onto them to stop them rattling as he sneaked under them. Shutting the door behind him he crept across her deep blue carpets and over to her bed, peeling back her silky white bed covers to reveal the slumbering carrier, laid on her back and clad in a graceful white negligee and underwear.
The Commander savoured the sight as he got into bed with her. Much like he did with Elizabeth he got on top of her, carefully hooking his fingers into her panties and pulling them down her long, creamy legs, tugging them off her dainty feet before spreading her legs apart. His own pants came down quickly, exposing his erect cock that only got harder when he stroked it – tempting him to move in close and press his girth against her womanhood, rocking his waist.
''Mn...'' The Commander grunted under his breath, shuddering,
Though the pleasure was light the sheer eroticness of grinding on her more than made up for it; a subtle but needy lust curling up his cock as he grinded his shaft on her sex. Illustrious herself let out a sleepy little moan, expression cutely scrunching up, but like all those before her she didn't wake up even as the underside of his cock rubbed up against her clit, his strokes long and slow. He planted his hands on either side of her to support his weight, moving them only long enough to get her negligee down her shoulders and free her breasts, allowing him to plant a string of kisses atop them.
Another sleepy moan, this time a bit more coherent. The Commander responded by going still, waiting for a long few moments until she settled back down again, before taking his cock into his hand and aiming it. The head slipped along her pussy lips slowly, deliberately missing the hole and instead sliding up her sex, nudging her clit before he tried again. Once again he missed, grinding the tip against her pussy several times, the stimulation slower and less risky, but erotic all the same.
Until soon his desire couldn't be contained, and with a slow hiss the Commander put the tip in – easing himself in deeper. ''Mn... ahh...''
Hot flesh embraced his intruding cock, welcoming him in with a snug squeeze. He relished the sensation, rocking his waist and pushing his cock in deeper and deeper, ceasing only when his pelvis pressed against hers and he was fully sheathed within her snug sex. Instead he rocked his waist more firmly, starting to thrust into the sleeping carrier, knowing that she could take a bit of roughness, perhaps owing to her armoured nature.
The sound of his pelvis lightly slapping against hers began to echo through the room as a result. He grunted, gazing down at Illustrious's sleeping visage as he rhythmically pumped into her tight hole, the tight friction borderline addictive. When she began to stir he slowed down again, expression tight as he slowly, almost carefully slid himself into her gripping vagina, the urge to just pound her awake tempting him so very much.
However soon Illustrious stirred more, forcing the Commander to pull out. He shuddered at the sudden lack of heat gripping his dick and instead pressed his shaft against her sex, rubbing it against her pussy with slow but feverish rolls of his hips. Illustrious mumbled a little but began to settle back down, his grinding pleasurable but not enough to wake her up. Once she'd calmed back down enough he took his cock and stuck it back in, hissing in quiet delight as he went back to fucking the slumbering carrier.
''Mn... ah... hah...'' The Commander panted out, watching her expression twist and twitch with pleasure.
His gaze naturally went lower, admiring her heavy breasts as they heaved with every gulp of air she drew in, one of his hands briefly grabbing her left tit and fondling it. Drawing his eyes lower was the sound of smacking flesh, watching as his cock eagerly disappeared between her folds, wet arousal shining across his cock in the brief moment he pulled it out before promptly ramming it back inside her snug tunnel, bumping up against her innermost parts.
Daring to get more rough he sped up; a string of wet-sound squelches becoming audible in the quiet as he stirred up her slick insides. His vigorous movements drew out a string of soft moans from Illustrious, each one sleepy but more coherent than the last, her vaginal walls clamping ever tighter around him as she got close to waking up – before once more he pulled out, twitching and throbbing for more, forcing him to just be satisfied with grinding on her pussy instead.
''Mn...'' And like before Illustrious gradually drifted back off again, her mounting coherency fading just like that.
The Commander was glad for that, the bulbous tip of his cock spearing between her glistening folds and burying itself into her snug wet pussy, his thrusts resuming and with vigour. He stirred her up with the force of his quick, panting thrusts, her breasts jiggling a tiny bit as his pelvis bumped up against her pelvis. The repeated pull-outs had drained him of some stamina, hastening his end; an end he gladly accepted, pounding the tightening carrier with feverish desire.
Until a spike of pleasure shot up his cock and he gasped, burying his cock into Illustrious and exploding inside of her – thick, splattering ropes of semen hitting her clenching walls and pumping straight up into her womb. Illustrious spasmed faintly at the sensation, a soft, shuddering climax rocking her own body, but even as she came she failed to wake up, still snoozing the night away as he nutted inside of her.
''Hah... haah...'' Breathing heavily the Commander slowed his thrusts down before at last pulling out, his dick twitching. ''There's' your present, Lusty... heh...''
Smiling breathlessly the Commander soon departed, though not before kindly putting her underwear back on and fixing up her negligee, leaving only his dollops of warmth as evidence.
X-x-X
Radford was his next stop on his seemingly-endless journey.
Her room was a little tricky to get into. Much like Yuudachi her room was, while technically neat, awful messy at the same time. Colourful candy wrappers were arranged on her desk or in books, treasured like tokens and with many more boxes literally stuffed with candy scattered around the room, much of it festive given the season. Many took Radford's sweet-tooth for granted; she was dedicated enough that she could and would order sweets in bulk to last her for weeks at a time.
Still he managed; creeping past the wrappers left lazily on the floor or the boxes full of sweets that would rustle should he be careless enough to bang into them. Reaching her pink-quilted bed he pulled back the covers like he did so many other girls, taking a moment to admire her sleepwear cladding her slumbering frame; a bubblegum-pink pyjama top with some matching shorts, both with cherries and strawberries adorned across them.
''Hm...'' The Commander looked at her sleeping frame curiously; laid on her back and with all limbs spread out.
Radford would be one of the trickier ones, due to the fact she was actually quite sensitive and had a short fuse – she'd likely cum twice in the time it took him to climax once. Adding to that fucking her risked her waking up mid-way through, which would lead him to being discovered as Santa, which would also be problematic. Thankfully, his ingenious mind came up with a lewd solution easily, a smile adorning the Commander's visage.
Thus with a plan in mind he climbed onto the bed, taking a moment to push her slim legs together before pulling her pink pyjama buttons down her thighs and off her ankles, leaving her bottomless. Unbuttoning her pyjama top too he took a moment to admire her slim stomach and small breasts, no bra to push them up and leaving them bare. With that out of the way he shifted onto the bed next to her, kneeling by her head as he pushed his pants down... and guided his semi-erect cock to her mouth. The bulbous tip prodded her pink lips and parted them slightly, nudging them open before easing his girth between her lips.
Radford liked sucking on sweets. Perhaps because of that, she always gave amazing blow-jobs.
Something that the Commander vividly recalled as Radford pursed her lips around his cock, instinctively giving it a suck. Even in her sleep her tongue moved; lolling up and slapping against the tip of his dick, slithering down and around the tip, extracting a stiff groan from the Commander. He held her head carefully, tilting her head towards him so his dick stayed in her mouth, his gaze on her sleeping face as she sucked him off.
Then his attention went further south. One hand laid itself over her breasts, almost idly groping Radford before teasingly running his hand down her stomach, cupping her pussy. Knowing how easy it was to make her cum he was careful, his fingers rubbing her folds slowly but sensually, easing her into the mood. Radford let out a sleepy groan around his cock, the sound becoming muffled as he pushed more of his dick inside her mouth, the tip nearly hitting the back of her throat before he stopped himself. Heavy sleeper or no, that'd certainly wake her up.
''Mn... hah...'' Thus the Commander had to content himself with getting sucked off, teasing her pussy at the same time.
Radford certainly enjoyed it. Sleepy, groggy moans tickled his cock as she let them out, her tongue slapping against his cock as she tried licking it like a lollipop. Her drool wetted his dick in a glistening sheen, smearing it against her pink lips as he pulled out before pistoning back in, the Destroyer not waking even as he held her head a bit tighter, his fingers weaving into her pink hair and helping push her head down onto his cock.
At the same time his fingers pushed into her pussy; two digits sinking inside and pumping back-and-forth, his thumb stroking her clit. His prior rubbing had eased her into the mood, and quite quickly he found his fingers getting wet as he moved them about inside her tight sex. She tensed when he scissored his fingers apart and relaxed when he slowed his digits down, her reactions easily apparent in her sleepy state. When he flicked her clit she tensed and when he rubbed it she squirmed, a curl of the fingers in particular making Radford whine.
''Mn, hah... guess who's getting a lot of candy for Christmas...'' The Commander half-heartedly joked; his voice low and breathy and ultimately melting into a soft grunt, his cock throbbing against her expert tongue. ''Ah...''
Pulling his now-wet fingers out of her he rubbed her folds instead; fingers pressing against them and furiously rubbing her off, earning a soft moan from the sleeping girl – her voice briefly rising in pitch when he jammed his fingers back inside her. Experience told him she was getting close already, hastening his hips and encouraging him to rock his hips faster, panting as she masterfully gave him head, coaxing out her treat.
Until a distinct throb travelled up his cock. With a gasp the Commander pulled his dick out of her mouth, hurriedly shifting over to her waist even as his dick throbbed in his hand, the glistening-wet tip sliding along her folds – before with a moan the Commander pushed inside her tight pussy, and came; splattering his load inside her practically just from putting it in. He went in deeper though, cumming inside even as he eased his dick in as deep as he could fit it, spurting his load inside her; aided by how tight Radford became as she too orgasmed, spasming lightly as she came on his cock.
One, two, three thrusts – and then with a sigh the Commander went still, just savouring the feeling of her walls squeezing the semen out of him, her snug heat embracing his shaft.
Then with a slow roll of his hips he pulled out, cum swift to leak out of her stuffed hole.
''Short and sweet, heh.'' The Commander smiled wryly, busying him with buttoning her top back up. ''Sleep well Radford.''
A sleepy moan answered him, his subordinate smiling stupidly in her sleep even as he departed her room.
X-x-X
Second-to-last on his list, was Alabama.
As was per routine he popped open her bedroom door and sneaked inside, though getting inside her room was a league more dangerous than most girls – namely due to the fact Alabama kept her mechanical scythe manifested and resting near her bed, the blade part near the floor and pointing upwards like a sharp knife ready to impale anyone clumsy enough. Luckily it was so large that it was hard to miss, allowing him to just avoid it and go around the other side of her bed.
Laid on her back Alabama slept soundly even as he pulled the covers away, clad in naught but a white t-shirt – and only that. The Commander confirmed that by hiking her t-shirt up, revealing no underwear to be hugging her dark-skinned hips. He hummed appreciatively at that and got in bed with the slumbering Battleship, one hand pushing his pants down and whipping his cock out, stroking himself off just a bit until he was fully erect and ready.
Then all it took was a little spooning, his cock pressing against her shapely ass, before he aimed and slid into Alabama – groaning right into her ear as he penetrated her. Alabama herself mumbled a little and tightened around his shaft; her vaginal walls searing-hot as they pressed down onto his shaft, her walls parting for his length as it speared into her. Several slow thrusts got him in even deeper until he was fully inside her, the enveloping heat satisfying in ways that left him shivering.
''Mn... hah, been a while since we did it.'' The Commander noted lightly, knowing Alabama was such a heavy sleeper she wouldn't wake. She's slept through a shell firing right next to her; she'd sleep through him dicking her.
Thus he could afford to be a little more active; his slow thrusts quickly picking up speed. The soft smacking of flesh graced his ears as he stuffed Alabama with his cock, spooning her from behind and with both arms wrapping around her stomach, hugging her back against him. She let out a soft moan of pleasure but little else, fast asleep even as the tip of his dick bumped up against her innermost parts, though he doubted he'd be able to make her cum before he did. Her insane stamina often required a lot of foreplay just to bring her to the point when they could climax at the same time.
As such the Commander didn't bother winding her up, opting to just fuck her instead – or so was the plan. A plan that he found getting derailed as Alabama suddenly shifted away from him a tiny bit, rolling to face him. He pulled out but Alabama caught him before he could escape, wrapping her arms around him and sleepily pulling him into a hug, rolling over onto her back with a mumble and with him now on top of her.
''Hah...'' The Commander smiled wryly. Trust Alabama to want to cuddle during sex.
Shifting slightly he moved one hand down to his dick, helping aim it – and sighed in bliss as he was back inside her. It was basically just missionary with more cuddling, the position familiar to him as he wrapped his own arms around the bottomless Battleship and resumed fucking her, his thrusts rapidly gaining speed until he was going balls-deep in her tight tunnel, her walls constricting his shaft and becoming slick from the lewd friction.
Squirming one arm free the Commander grabbed her shirt and hiked it up, allowing him to greedily push his face into her ample bust; motor-boating Alabama even as he went balls-deep in her, his pelvis smacking against hers and throbbing against her clenching, gripping walls. The urge to cum got stronger, not helped by his numerous orgasms thus far through the night, but he forced himself to last as long as he could, holding back the urge and just enjoying the sex itself, knowing he had only one other individual to give a 'present'.
As much as he wanted to last, however, his body wasn't – shuddering, convulsing waves of pleasure creeping up his shaft and searing the tip of his cock. The urge became insatiable, uncontrollable, hastening his pounding thrusts until the bed squeaked and creaked beneath them, her vaginal walls clamping ever-tighter around his girth and threatening to make him blow at any moment.
Until one thrust too fast pushed him over the edge. ''Mn!''
Alabama's breasts muffled his voice somewhat; guttural grunts and shuddering exhales escaping his throat as he unloaded inside of her clenching pussy, cumming deep inside of her. Alabama barely even stirred, only twitching slightly as she felt his cum fill her up – a similarly lacking reaction present when he pulled out too, her shirt pulled back down over her torso.
His lips touched her cheek. ''Sleep well, Alabama.''
A sleepy hum answered him, a tinge of pink in her cheeks even as she kept sleeping.
X-x-X
Last on his list, was Amagi.
He'd deliberately left her for last. Due to her poor health he wanted to take her last, so that he wouldn't last long and would be done with her quick. It was easy to get into her room too; as befitting for someone like Amagi her room was clean to a shine and without any clutter on the floor to trip him up, allowing the Commander to meander over to her bedside and pull aside her futon quilt, eyeing her curvy frame beneath the sheets.
Dressed up in a brown sleeping yukata Amagi snoozed soundly, the picture of elegance as she laid back against the sheets. With a smile the Commander crept into bed with her, gently pulling open her yukata – revealing her ample, soft-looking breasts held within. Opening her yukata further he snaked both hands inside and caressed her breasts, fingers sinking into her doughy flesh and groping her softly, coaxing out a sleepy hum from the slumbering fox-woman.
Smiling at the sound the Commander moved his hands further down, spilling her yukata open further until it came entirely loose, revealing nothing underneath, not even underwear. He took advantage of that, sliding down Amagi's front and nudging her soft thighs apart, allowing his mouth to reach her sex; lips touching her folds in a kiss. Amagi shifted at that but didn't wake, only a light moan escaping her when his tongue slithered out and dragged itself along her folds.
''Mn... ah...'' She breathed.
The Commander relished the soft sound of pleasure, two fingers landing on her folds and spreading her open, allowing his tongue to push on inside. Amagi moaned at that, voice soft and sleepy as his tongue wormed around her hot insides, slithering against her walls even as they tried in vain to clench against his slippery, nimble tongue. He easily kept moving his tongue all the same though, licking and lapping at her walls, one hand coming up to press his thumb against her clit and stimulate it a little too.
Only to then withdraw his tongue after just a little bit of foreplay. He stuck two fingers inside her instead and worked with those, getting her in the mood as he got into position on top of her, one hand slowly stroking his cock. When he slid his fingers back they came out wet, only encouraging him to line himself up with her lower lips, and push forth – releasing a low groan as he sunk into her inviting warmth, her insides only getting hotter as more and more of his shaft slid into her.
''Hah... crap...'' The Commander breathed, planting his hands on either side of her.
Without another word said he started moving; hips rocking and pistoning him inside the sleeping fox-woman. Her walls smothered his cock, the snug embrace only encouraging the Commander to move his waist and sheath himself comfortably with her, the searing heat of her walls coaxing a groan out of him. Still he moved though, pelvis slapping lightly against Amagi's and with his eyes roaming over her curvaceous frame, from her folds as his cock speared between them and into her hot core, to her plump breasts as they heaved with every slow, deep breath she inhaled.
Shifting one hand up he groped her right breast, fingers sinking into her large, doughy breast and hefting it about lightly, moving his wrist in tandem with his hips. A soft, sleepy moan escaped Amagi and her walls pressed down tighter on his cock, the snug squeeze only encouraging him to keep moving – quick thrusts scraping her walls and burying him in nice and deep, stirring up her depths.
''Mm... ahh...'' Amagi stirred sleepily.
The sound fuelled the Commander's lust, heat creeping up his cock. He wasn't going to last long so he groped her breasts rougher, knowing how sensitive Amagi's chest was – trying to get her to cum with him. Her walls gripped him tighter as his cock scraped between them, the friction slick as she got wet; soft squelching sounds escaping their joined parts as he battered her innermost parts with short, quick thrusts, panting heavily in her face.
And perhaps because of that, Amagi's eyes fluttered open. ''Mm... Commander...?''
''Ah... sorry... for waking you, Amagi...'' The Commander breathlessly apologised, grunting.
''...it's fine...'' The fox-woman sleepily replied, moaning softly. ''Ah... Mm, I knew I felt something familiar...''
With a soft, warm smile Amagi grasped the back of his head and shoulder, pulling him down on top of her into a kiss. He gladly deepened it, their lips mashing together intimately even as he continued fucking her, the wet smack of their flesh echoing louder as he sped up. Amagi only got tighter as he pounded her raw, every clap of flesh preluding the sexy moan he fucked out of the fox-woman, her walls tightening around his pulsing, throbbing cock.
Until soon he reached his peak just as she reached hers, a quiet but sharp shout of pleasure escaping him as he slammed balls-deep in Amagi – and made a hot mess inside of her, thick ropes of cum splattering along her walls. Amagi cried out in bliss and held onto him, shivering as her own orgasm rocked her body, made all the more gentle and erotic with how sleepy she still was.
''Mm... Mn, ah...'' Amagi relaxed moments later; breaking off the kiss with a warm smile. ''Merry Christmas, Commander~''
''Heh, Merry Christmas, Amagi.''
The fox-woman would let him sleep in her bed, and moments later both were fast asleep – snoozing until morning.
[END]