A/N: Another Arizona fic~ This one's technically a sequel to the other two ('A Little Present' and 'Confidence'), but only loosely so; insofar as that they take place in the same timeline and all. Can easily be read standalone without needing to read the ones before it.

Quite odd though; I swore I uploaded this earlier today (or yesterday, given the time), but I must not have? How odd~

That aside, enjoy~

Arizona Heat

It was nightfall when the Commander at last escaped the ever-present clutch of paperwork, fleeing the office and crossing the snow-laden paths back to his house.

A house that laid at the edge of the base and with a winding path that took him near the sea, giving him both a lovely view, and a biting wind to contend with as he made the long journey home. One-storey tall and isolated far from the base it stood out amidst the neighbouring barren trees and snow-covered grass, golden light spilling out from the windows and illuminating the salted path right outside the door.

Slow footsteps carried him forth, bringing him close – when the front door clicked open, revealing the adoring face of his wife Arizona; dressed up in an apron and with a bright, loving smile on her face, holding an oven mitt in in her off-hand, clearly having been in the middle of preparing dinner when she caught him ascending the snowy hill towards their house. The view from the kitchen window was quite vast, after all.

''Welcome home, Commander~'' Arizona cheerfully greeted him, eyes warm as she tucked some hair from her pretty face. ''Dinner's almost ready.''

''Glad to hear that.'' The Commander chuckle lightly, meandering over the threshold – letting out a sigh of content when Arizona shut the door behind him, allowing him to bask in the toasty air of the hallway. ''Snf... am I smelling gingerbread, too?''

''Yep~'' With a lilted giggle Arizona made her way past him towards the kitchen. ''But that's for Cleveland and her sisters, not us.''

''Aw~'' The Commander dramatically sighed, hanging his head.

The reaction got a soft laugh from his wife, one slender hand reaching out and tapping his nose. ''Don't worry, I've got something special for us tonight, if you're free?''

He took her hand before she could retract it, teasingly kissing the back of it. ''I'm always free for you~''

''Ehehe~'' Arizona blushed as she pulled her hand away, pink in the cheeks. ''Good. Anyway, you can set the table if you want to help, I'll just finish up through here~''

The Commander hummed an agreement, lingering long enough to take his shoes and jacket off before doing as she asked, disappearing into the living room.

X-x-X

Hours passed. Dinner was had, dessert was served with a side of cheek-smooches, and eventually the married couple retired to the living room to watch some TV – just bleeding the night away together.

Eventually though the show they were watching came to an end, prompting the Commander to hum and debate whether it was worth changing the channel. Laid back against the couch and with his right arm outstretched he honestly couldn't be bothered moving, not with Arizona comfortably snuggling into his side, the main light of the room turned off and with an array of festive fairy lights hanging from the ceiling instead, the two lamps on either side of the TV also providing some illumination as well. It just felt too cosy to move.

''Hm... wanna change the channel?'' After a long moment the Commander suggested.

''Actually.'' Arizona nuzzled him briefly. ''Why don't we do something together?''

''Oh?'' He had an inkling as to what it might be. ''Like what?''

Rather than respond Arizona just gave him a slight, almost shy smile before kissing his cheek, rising from her seat a moment later. With curious eyes he watched as plucked up the remote and changed the channel to the music channel, prompting a bopping beat to fill the room as some popular song played. He sat in confusion for a moment, wondering where she was going with it, his eyes watching as she set the remote down and turned to face him, smile shy.

And then to the sound of pop music Arizona began to strip. Slender, gloved-clad hands grasped her metal collar, demurely unlatching it and letting it fall to the floor. Her hands went lower, undoing the little chain across her top before working on the buttons, smile sweet and inviting as she swayed her hips. It occurred to him what she was doing but he was so hypnotised he could do nothing but watch as those buttons popped apart one by one, showing soft, round breasts that were only pushed up more by her bra, the lacy trim of said bra visible as another button came down.

But Arizona had a newfound teasing streak in her. With a soft, embarrassed giggle she stopped unbuttoning her top, instead running her hands over herself. She held her partially-clothed breasts and pushed them together, fingers sinking into the exposed flesh and nearly groping herself for his viewing pleasure, her thighs pressing together and body turning slightly to the side, demure almost as she gave him a strip-tease. Her hands went back to work but they were even slower now, undoing the remaining few buttons but holding her top together, stopping him from seeing the goods.

Until soon they were all unbuttoned, and with a smile Arizona arched her back, letting her jacket hang off her biceps, revealing the lacy black bra she was wearing – the pink wrapper of a condom visible between her softly-heaving tits. Her top wasn't off yet however, hanging behind her off her arms, prompting the Battleship to sensually slide both limbs out of it; hugging her top to her chest to hide her partial nudity, a coy glint in her eyes.

''Like it?'' She whispered, batting her long lashes.

''Very.'' The Commander murmured.

Giggling again the Battleship let her top drop, cheeks rosy as she let him look at her bra-clad bust. Slithering her hands down she undid her belt, peeling it off and letting it fall, both hands sensual as they went back to her waist. Her fingers toyed with the side of it near the side-slit, tugging where the button was, but didn't pull it off. Instead she turned her back to him, biting her lip and lifting her skirt up to flash him her butt, pulling it back down a moment later with a timid smile.

Then with a mirthful glint in her eyes she at last unbuttoned it. Her skirt went slack but she held it in place, twisting her waist so he couldn't get a peek quite yet, forced to watch as Arizona merely covered her front with her skirt. Leaning forwards she gave him a good look at her cleavage, how the dim lights shone across her soft flesh, before she daintily pointed at his crotch. He knew what she wanted and gave into her, his own cheeks gaining some warmth as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, his boxers shoved down with them to let his cock out, his length already half-erect from the strip tease he was seeing.

''Mm~'' With a pleased hum Arizona turned and wiggled her shapely butt at him, teasing him with the back-view of her lacy black underwear, a bow on the back.

Then she turned back to face him, smiled, and let her skirt drop – leaving her clad in naught but a pair of lacy black underwear and white thigh-highs, garter-belts keeping them attached to her panties. Sensual and smooth Arizona then meandered towards him, one hand over her bust elegantly as she neared-

-before she tripped over her empty bowl of ice cream. ''Hya?!''

''Woah!'' The Commander caught her by the shoulders before she could fall, though her momentum carried her forth – leaving her face nearly in his crotch. ''Well... that was fast, dear.''

Arizona groaned, hiding her face behind both hands. ''Dang it, so close...''

''But...'' She peeked out from behind her fingers, red-faced with embarrassment, but with a soft smile creeping across her face. ''At least, this makes this quicker, doesn't it...?''

The meaning behind her words became acutely apparent as Arizona slid a hand up, curled her slender fingers around his cock, and started to give him a hand-job. A breathy exhale escaped the Battleship as she extended her tongue out too, looking him in the eyes as she dragged that same tongue over the head of his shaft, licking it lewdly and sliding that tongue around it, finishing it up with a cutesy smooch to the tip. The sensation left the Commander moaning, voice low and brimming with lust, earning in turn a giggle from his adoring wife.

A wife who then kissed the tip once more, slowed her stroking hand, and then parted her lips. The Commander moaned deeply as he felt her kissable pink lips slide over the head of his shaft, passing the tip and stopping just under the head, sucking sensually back up to the very tip. She went back down promptly, tongue lavishing the head of his cock with a slew of wet licks, teasing the tip with loving lasciviousness.

''Ohh...'' The Commander moaned and laid a hand on the back of her head, nudging her down a little. ''Don't tease me so much, Ari...''

A soft hum answered him, and he moaned as his wife took him deeper, her tongue pressing against the underside of his shaft as she enveloped his cock. She pursed her lips snugly around his shaft and slurped right back up to the tip before going back down again, by now so familiar with his dick that she was a pro at sucking it, her tongue licking at his shaft in ways that left him hissing him suppressed bliss. Her hands weren't idle either, resting on his thighs and steadying herself as she bobbed up-and-down his cock, her drool running down his girth and making every suck a wet-sounding slurp.

''Mmph, slrp, ghk, gh- ghk, slrp, slrp...'' Arizona slurped away at his twitching cock, one hand going lower to fondle his balls a bit, the little bit of extra teasing leaving him groaning.

Pushing down on her head more insistently he got her to move faster, a shudder of pure, white-hot bliss travelling up his cock as his wife sucked him off. He leaned back into the couch, groaning as he looked down her nearly-bare back, only her bra straps present – but when he reached out to undo them she gently batted his hand aside, one eye cracking open to give him a chastising look before she shut both eyes again, busying herself with burying her face into his crotch, gobbling his cock up within her wet, warm mouth.

''Ah, Ari...'' He groaned as she deep-throated him, letting him feel the tip slide down her throat. ''Crap, I don't think... ah, I can last long if you do this...''

Wet lips slid up his cock, and with a soft exhale and a cough Arizona pulled her lips off of his dick, leaving it wet and shiny. ''Then don't hold back, Commander...''

She traced a finger around her lips. ''Cum whenever you want to~''

The Commander imprinted the sensual look on her face into his mind, doubly so when his gently-smiling wife took his slick, saliva-coated cock into her hand and continued giving him a hand-job - leaning down so she could kiss and smooch at the base. With her glove on the hand-job only felt more lewd, a slight roughness to her palm as she jerked him off faster, pumping his cock and getting her glove damp with her own spit, prompting her to help with the lubrication by drooling onto the tip a little, her opaque saliva running down his shaft lewdly.

Combined with her prior blow-job and he was rapidly reaching his limit, heat pulsing and throbbing up his cock as she kept sucking near the base, jerking him off with swift rolls of her wrist. His hips lifted up slightly and she compensated by squeezing his cock little, beating his meat with wet, squelching strokes, pushing him to his limit - until he passed that limit.

''A-Ari!''

Arizona sat up, opened her mouth – and flinched a little as the first rope of cum erupted from his cock, splattering across her chin and getting partially in her mouth. Multiple more thick ropes erupted from his cock, landing across her brow or hitting her nose, many more landing in her open mouth across her tongue. As his loads grew shorter she pushed her face right against his dick, moaning as she felt his seed spurt onto her cheek or upper lip and dribble down, prompting her to lick it up where she could – squeezing his dick extra hard to wring out all the cum he could give her.

Until with a soft sigh she leaned up, licked the tip clean, and leaned away. ''Hah... p-pass me the tissues, please... I can't see out of my right eye like this.''

The Commander grunted a breathless agreement, shifting over a tiny bit to where a box of tissues laid on the nearby table, ripping out a bunch and handing them over to Arizona. His wife smiled and thanked him, rubbing her face clean and tossing the dirty tissues off to the side, neither bothering to take them to the bin in the kitchen – that could wait until later. Instead Arizona merely cleaned her face up and licked her lips clean to a sensual shine, only then rising to her knees, and easing herself down onto his lap with a blush.

''Where did you learn that...'' The Commander breathed.

''New Jersey.'' Arizona bashfully admitted, pressing her crotch against his cock and leaning in; whispering into his ear. ''She also taught me... this~''

With a soft tune sung she sunk her teeth into his earlobe, biting it. The Commander groaned slightly, grabbing her hips and moving them for her, grinding her panty-clad pussy against his erect shaft. Arizona let out a little moan right into his ear, kissing it more and pushing her bust up against his chest. She started working on his chest too; slender fingers undoing buttons one by one, all whilst she nibbled, and more erotically spoke into his ear.

''You like that?'' She softly asked, blushing darkly as she said it – but doing her best. ''Do you like when I strip in front of you... Commander?''

''Yes...'' He murmured tightly.

She kissed his ear. ''Do you like it when I take my clothes off and let you do what you want with me?''

''Yes.'' He hissed out, feeling her clothed folds press up against his girth – the heat undeniable.

''Hehe... do you like it, when I do this...'' Following her words up Arizona let her tongue out, slithering it around his ear – filling his head with the sound of wet, slick squelching flesh.

The Commander grabbed her ass and groped it, shaking her rear within his grasp. ''Oh god yes...''

Arizona giggled softly, leaning away from his ear then with her tongue still sticking out, giving him a teasing wink. Full of lust he made to kiss her but she leaned away, a rare flirtatiousness to her as she kept giving him a lap-dance – one hand pressing against his shoulder and forcing him to lean back against the couch. When he was she slid her arms up her front, drawing his gaze onto her sensual fingers as they ran over her flat, taut stomach and over her lacy black bra, her fingers once more squishing her breasts together.

Emphasising that she shook her torso side-to-side, causing her sizeable, round breasts to jiggle with the movement. Giggling a little Arizona ran her hands further up her front, up over her neck and weaving her slender fingers into her hair – lifting her hair up above her head and letting her long dark locks fall down her back messily, a bashful smile as she tucked some out of her face.

''You're beautiful.'' The Commander breathed.

''Hehe...'' Blushing deeply she winked at him. ''Thanks... but, how about instead of me just sitting on you...''

She leaned forwards more, lips parting sensually as she showed him her cleavage; and the pink condom wrapper between her boobs. ''I ride you?''

''I like the sounds of that...'' The Commander breathed.

In response Arizona merely slid an arm under her breasts, giving him an inviting look. One that the Commander couldn't resist; burying his face into her soft cleavage and nipping at the condom wrapper, trying to get it out – though truthfully more to motorboat her than anything else. Arizona clearly knew that and lightly bonked him on the head, giggling shyly as she grasped his hair and tugged his face back out. Two slender fingers dipped into her cleavage instead and pulled the condom wrapper out, her other hand coming up and pinching it, allowing the Battleship to rip it open.

''It's not a safe day, so no cumming inside, okay~?'' She cooed softly, kissing his nose. ''Not that that's been a problem before.''

He shivered at the not-so-subtle reminder. Of ploughing her missionary on the bed and pulling out just in time on a risky day, shooting his milky load right up her pelvis and across her taut stomach, some even ending up between her breasts. Or of bending her over the desk and pulling out in time, shooting his seed over her ass and back. Or of both being a bit kinky and having her wear a pet collar, giving him head as he tugged on the leash, resulting in him unloading his seed over her face and dark locks.

The Commander was stirred out of his thoughts as Arizona grasped his cock, smiling lovingly at him as she rubbed the condom down into his shaft – slow, repeated strokes with both hands getting the snug-fitting condom over his cock. Once it was snugly in place she lifted herself up a little, tugging her lacy black panties to the side and revealing her lower lips, her slender fingers sliding over her pussy lips and rubbing herself a little, moaning for his enjoyment when she stuck a finger inside herself and played a little.

''Mm...'' Her finger slid hand out and she instead drooled into her hand, helpfully rubbing her saliva into the condom to get it wet.

Then she grasped it, guided the bulbous tip to her entrance – and with a soft, sweet moan Arizona eased herself down onto his cock. The heat, the tightness, all of it was so familiar to the Commander but infinitely pleasurable all the same; a throaty groan escaping him as he felt her vaginal walls lovingly constrict his girth. Arizona kept lowering herself down all the same, taking inch after inch of him inside of her sex until he was in all the way, eliciting a moan from her lips.

Then with a breathy smile Arizona began to ride him. Sensual and with over a year of practice she moved her waist fluidly, lifting herself up his cock a bit before easing herself right back down, her vaginal walls parting for his intruding cock and constricting him lovingly. Her hands were not idle either and slid behind her back, fiddling about for a long few moments – before with a soft click her bra came loose and she rolled her shoulders, causing her slack bra to slide down her front a little.

The Commander hastened the process by just dragging it down, freeing both of her plump breasts and allowing him to grab them, lustfully squeezing her tits. Arizona moaned, arching her back and giving him more to grope, his hands holding her breasts from below and eagerly squishing them between his fingers, hefting them about with lustful vigour – aided by her passionate bounces, impaling her back down onto his cock when gravity pulled her back down his length.

''Mm, ah... Commander...'' Arizona moaned happily, gasping when he pushed his face into her neck – and letting out a giggling moan when he started to suck on her vulnerable jugular. ''A-Ah, not there- oh~ Ah, you... Mn... you beast...''

The Commander growled playfully back, earning a giggle from his wife before she grasped onto his shoulders, using them like handholds as she resumed bouncing up-and-down on his cock, her hot walls smothering his cock as he plunged it between them, hitting her innermost parts. Though the condom muffled the feeling somewhat she was so tight he still felt it acutely, only encouraging him to buck his hips and thrust up into her drooling sex, her wetness easing him in deep.

Grabbing her ass with both hands he helped with that, lifting her up and dropping her back down just as he thrust up; slamming his dick into her depths. Arizona pressed her soft chest against him and moaned right into his ear, their flesh pressing together as they made love on the couch, the sounds of his cock plunging into her dripping pussy intimately audible over the pop music in the background, neither paying one iota of attention to it, and instead focusing on each other's sweaty, nearly-naked bodies.

''Mn, you said something about New Jersey...'' He murmured into her ear, nipping it.

Arizona moaned. ''M-Mm... I wanted to spice things up... she taught me a few things...''

She leaned in, kissing his ear. ''Like telling you how much I love it when you hold me down... o-or when you p-put your head between my legs and... you know.''

''Eat you out?'' He rumbled back.

''M-Mm.'' Shyly she nodded, moaning when he smacked her ass lightly. ''I-I like it too... when you... gosh, this is embarrassing...''

''No, go on.'' He nipped her ear. ''Tell me what you want.''

''Fine then...'' She breathed into his ear; tightening around his cock with embarrassment. ''I like it when you push my face into the sheets, okay?''

She pressed her lips against his, kissing him quickly and speaking against them. ''Not being able to breathe, out of breath, having to squirm just so I can breathe – I-I like it...''

A tight yelp escaped her when he spanked her again, grabbing that same cheek and rubbing her sore butt better. ''Wish you told me that earlier. I'd do it every day if I knew that.''

''Oh stop it, you.'' She moaned back, nose-to-nose with him as she worked her waist – her movements faster, more vigorous, her walls becoming ever so snug and enveloping. ''But you know... Mn, ah... what I like the most, Commander? What I want you to do to me every, single day of the month?''

Heat throbbed up his cock, pulsing against her walls as his orgasm built, pushing to be freed from his girth. ''W-What's that?''

Arizona brought her lips close, nearly kissing him but not quite, instead riding his dick as hard and fast as possible; smacking their flesh together and rubbing her clit with her free hand as she brought herself to her limit.

Then she whispered. ''I want you to cum inside m-me...!''

Her pitch raised, breath faint – before with a shuddering, trembling cry Arizona orgasmed on his lap. The Commander grabbed her upper-back with one hand and held her close, shouting in pleasure as his own orgasm shot right up his cock – and with a moan he filled the condom around his cock. Arizona felt the slight bulge in the condom and came all the harder for it, bucking her waist fiercely, desperately, as if she'd be able to wring his seed out through the condom; the fact she couldn't not stopping her from trying.

Post-orgasmic fatigue hit however, and with a soft moan Arizona pushed her body against his and slowed down, bouncing just a couple more times on his dick before sitting down upon it, making herself comfy and going near-limp. The Commander certainly didn't mind, his own breathing shallow and quick as he endured the orgasmic aftershocks that shocked his dick and left his balls tingling.

Then with a moan Arizona found the strength to sit up, The pink condom was left glistening-wet with her juices, made more evident when Arizona helped take the condom off – struggling a little with how slippery it was. Between the two of them however they got it off and tossed it to the side, both too busy with each other to care about any sort of mess. Perhaps because of that same lust the Commander took the lead; grabbing his wife by the waist and pulling her down onto the couch, devouring her giggling laugh with a kiss.

''Heh- Mm~'' Smiling into it she cupped his cheeks and dragged the kiss out, moaning when he got between her legs, his erect shaft pressing against her slick folds. ''Ahh, Commander... Mn, I don't have another condom...''

''You said you liked it inside.'' He murmured against her lips. ''So why don't we give it a go?''

''Ah, but then...'' She pulled away, cheeks aflame. ''...that might mean I'll carry your baby, you know...''

''Mm...'' He brushed his lips against hers. ''No better time to start a family, eh?''

''Oh you...'' Arizona breathed, pulling him down by the hair and connecting their lips. ''Mmph... p-put it in me then...''

The Commander was all too happy to oblige, one hand grabbing his cock and sliding the tip along her puffy entrance, missing only once before he found the hole – and with a groan he pushed right on in, his shaft scraping her wet vaginal walls and burying himself up to the hilt inside of his wife. Arizona moaned happily at the feeling and held onto him tightly, shuddering as he started to move almost right off the bat, both so aroused that taking it slow would just be a formality.

Thus the slow smack of flesh rapidly picked up pace to a clapping continuum; his cock plunging deep into her glistening sex and fucking a hot moan out of Arizona, one he summarily devoured with another kiss. His wife squirmed beneath him, moaning as he pressed his body down against hers and squished her into the couch, the raw slap of their colliding flesh ringing in their ears and making her tighten up around his cock, conforming to his shape.

''Mmph~! Mn, harder...!'' The Battleship moaned in the brief moment their lips were apart, arching her back and pressing her chest against his. ''B-Be rougher, please...''

Lips touched her neck in response, teeth nipping her neck and coaxing a sweet cry from Arizona's lips, shudders convulsing through her as both his hands went under her back. She threw her own arms around him, uncaring of how messy her dark locks became and stuck to her sweaty forehead, her body curling up as he savagely rammed himself into his wife – the wet slaps of flesh ringing even louder as he pounded her raw, the fact both intended for her to get pregnant only fuelling their insatiable, crazed need for him to blow his load deep inside of her.

''Oh darling...!'' Arizona whimpered out, holding him to her neck as he pounded her pussy. ''Mm! Y-Yes!''

Her voice, once to shy and demure, raised to a wanting, needy tone – the once-wallflower Arizona gone in favour of the more confident woman who knew what she wanted, unashamed to let her voice out. The Commander found himself loving this new Arizona, groaning as he heatedly slammed himself into her quivering, clenching sex, fucking his wife into the couch so hard the springs beneath squeaked in protest, whatever pillows that laid on the couch carelessly shoved aside to make more room for them and their passionate act.

Arizona suddenly wrapped her legs around him, feet intertwining behind his ass and stopping him from pulling out – confirming her desire. The Commander eagerly gave her it, a rising shout of pleasure escaping his throat as he railed her, one hand grabbing her left breast and squeezing it between his lustful fingers, thumb hurriedly flicking her perky nipple as he neared his limit, the heat of her core so inviting he was about to blow his load any second now.

''Ari, gonna...!'' The Commander grunted out harshly, the wet slap of their pelvises ringing.

''I-Inside!'' Arizona cried out, digging her nails into him.

Skin smacked, his cock plunged between her nether lips – and with a guttural, grunting shout the Commander slammed balls-deep in his loving wife and he came inside her with a hiss of bliss. Molten ropes of cum splattered against her walls, earning a shrill cry of orgasmic bliss as Arizona reached her own limit, tightening around his throbbing cock and squeezing out more of his load, writhing beneath him when he kept slamming his hips forth in quick, rough thrusts, gasping when he hit her innermost parts and pumped his seed right into her womb, undoubtedly, almost assuredly, getting her pregnant.

''Ohh... o-oh yes...'' Arizona's voice withered out into a whimpering whine. ''Myn... there's so much...''

The Commander just groaned, hissing lightly as he rocked his hips a little more, before pressing himself against her and going slack. Arizona didn't mind; cupping his cheeks and luring him into another kiss, moaning lightly as he reciprocated. Both made out for a moment, pushing their lips together or groping one another, just simmering in the presence of each other.

Before soon he pulled away from the kiss to speak. ''I love you, Arizona.''

''Mm... I love you too, Commander~'' She kissed his chin lightly. ''But, um...''

''Hm?''

Arizona shyly looked off to the side, one hand demurely covering her mouth. ''...d-doing it once might not be enough to get me pregnant, so we should try again, right...?''

A moment of silence.

Then within the minute Arizona would be squealing her lungs out as he bent her over the couch and pounded her raw, the clap of their flesh ringing for hours to come, as did their unadulterated moans.

And nine months later, Arizona would indeed become a mother to one Ari-chan.

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