A/N: Phew, got this done quite quickly really, I think just over two hours - leaving plenty of time for some baking, of which I did for many hours, aha. Still, hope this Suruga fic (based on her new skin) will be to your tastes~

Enjoy~

Whatever You Want

The crackling of the fireplace was a soothing sound to the Commander, as it was to many, naturally.

Thus it was no surprise that the Commander was sat before the flickering fireplace, slightly off to the side near the large Christmas tree that had been erected within his living room. The room too was decorated with numerous festive regalia, from a string of fairy lights around the rim of the ceiling to the paper cut-outs of various festive characters that dotted the walls, many gifted by his adoring subordinates.

In contrast to his peers in the navy, however, the Commander was on the younger side – still a teenager in most respects. Having shot his way up the ranks due to his prodigious skill in fighting the Sirens and his innate affinity for Ship-Girls, he was a natural fit for the role as Commander, outpacing his peers in nearly every regard. Thus, whilst many of his seniors were sometimes dubious of his position and rank, his subordinates were not; if anything they spoiled him just as much as they did respect him.

Though personally he didn't really mind that. Being pulled into Atago's bust for his morning, daily hug was more of a blessing than a curse.

''Mn...'' The teenage Commander shifted slightly, fighting off the seductive call of sleep.

It was already late; the skies outside the living room window pitch-black and with snowflakes drifting down from high above. Considering it was Christmas Eve he would normally be in bed early so he could tackle the big day itself fully-rested, but Suruga had promised she'd come around to his small house to give him his Christmas present personally, and the mere chance of getting some alone time with the attractive Battleship was something the Commander just couldn't pass up. Not least because he had a massive crush on her.

He couldn't help it, really. Suruga was a pretty woman by any standard, but her beauty was only enhanced by her cute charm; how she stumbled and fumbled her way through daily life and tried her damnedest to look professional. Coupled with that attraction however was a more physical lust, one that he shamefully had to concede got worse with time. From peeking at Suruga when she wasn't looking to deliberately dropping stuff to get her to bend over, he was becoming increasingly perverted, to the point he was half-seriously debating drilling a hole in the wall of the locker-rooms or something just so he could catch a glimpse – a glimpse, he promised himself – of Suruga in her underwear, or even less.

''Mn...'' Blushing at the thought the Commander laid down on his side, puffing out a sigh as he envisioned what Suruga looked like beneath all her clothes.

His mind fed him many attractive images, and faster than the Commander could've expected he drifted off, the sound of the fireplace crackling lulling him into a doze.

X-x-X

''Mn...?''

The Commander stirred who knows how long later, eyes cracking open as he woke from his daze. The fireplace crackled in front of him, the flames warming his face slightly, but most curiously he realised that warmth was touching his left cheek too, and that his head was propped up. Someone must've sneaked into his house and put a pillow under his head, he surmised.

That theory went firmly out the window however as the 'pillows' shifted, prompting him to tilt his head up – and the Commander froze as he found himself looking not at pillows, but at a pair of sleek, pantyhose-clad thighs. Craning his neck just a little further he found a pair of large breasts above him clad within a red fur-lined dress, and above them, staring back down at him, was Suruga.

''H... Hey, Commander.'' Suruga timidly greeted, cheeks red. ''Sleep well?''

''Suruga...?'' The Commander murmured, rapidly waking up. ''Why are... did you...?''

''I let myself in. Sorry for being late, I was busy trying to... slip into this...'' Suruga softly apologised, demure. ''B-But, um... I put this on because... I'm... your present?''

The slow, hesitant way she said it darkened his cheeks, a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. ''What do you mean?''

Suruga blushed, quiet as she let him sit upright and face her. ''I'm your present, simple as that. You... you can do whatever you want to me, for tonight. A-And I mean anything!''

The Commander's heartbeat thumped in his chest, a mixture of excitement and arousal shooting through him. ''Anything? You're not being put up to this or anything?''

''I'm not.'' Suruga bashfully admitted, pursing her lips. ''A-And so long as you don't do anything that hurts yes, you can do whatever you want. I-Including... lewd things...''

The words were ones he never expected he'd hear from Suruga of all people, the fact she was offering herself to him shooting his mounting arousal through the roof. Deciding to test that resolve of hers first however the Commander shuffled forwards on his knees, timid but excited as he grasped her shoulders.

''Then... can we kiss?''

''...f-fine...'' Suruga demurely allowed.

The Commander leaned in, bringing his lips close – and with evident excitement pressed his lips against Suruga's. The Battleship flinched a little, shy, but didn't pull away. After a second she even pushed her soft pink lips back against his own, the way they fitted so nicely against his own exciting him further and encouraging him to cup her left cheek, holding his crush into the excited kiss.

He dragged the kiss out for as long as he could, savouring every second of it, and only when his lungs began to ache from a lack of air did he pulled back. Their breath intermingled between their parted lips, both taking a second to gulp in some air – before the Commander eagerly darted in and kissed her again, groaning happily into Suruga's mouth as he got to make out with her. His hands held onto her slender shoulders firmly, almost groping her bare flesh and committing the gentle curve of them to memory, wanting to savour every part of Suruga's beautiful body.

''Mm- ah...'' The Commander withdrew from the kiss, panting and excited. ''You're so pretty Suruga...''

''U-Um, thanks...'' Suruga bashfully mumbled back, trying her best to not look flustered. And failing miserably.

The Commander grinned at her cuteness, his eyes sliding down her bare shoulders and to her ample cleavage, the front of her red Santa-themed dress covering her bust. He fixed that swiftly, lust making him grab the front and yank her dress down – eliciting a startled squeak from Suruga, one arm covering her boobs. He took her wrist and eagerly pulled it aside, earning a whimper from the Battleship as he openly ogled her large, soft-looking breasts, both her tits heaving with her quickening breaths.

And then without hesitation the Commander buried his face into her breasts. Suruga yelped as he pushed her down onto her back, ending on top of the furiously-blushing Battleship, but all he cared about in that moment was the pillowy breasts in his face – motor-boating Suruga like it was the last time he'd ever get to do it. They felt softer and warmer than he expected, and in a moment of wild lust he started kissing her plump boobs; smooching across her tits until he found her right nipple and took it into his mouth, sucking on it.

''A-Ahh, Commander, that's... Mn~'' Suruga whined, squirming under him.

The Commander responded by pressing his body against hers, both his hands eagerly grabbing her breasts and fondling them. His tongue lavished her nipple too, licking it back-and-forth or side-to-side, stirring it around and sucking on it between breaths, wetting the rosy nub with his saliva. When he was content he had sucked enough he swapped to her other nipple, sucking on that one instead – only to pop his lips off and lean up, kissing her on the lips.

His relentless, ravenous lust coaxed out another adorable moan from Suruga, the busty Battleship panting from the stimulation to her chest. Yet the Commander wasn't yet content, eagerly wanting more of Suruga – numerous, increasingly horny thoughts coming to mind. Of stripping her naked, of some oral, of having sex – to even lewd but less passionate things like hugging whilst naked, or even just having her stay naked as she made him something to drink, the thought of her walking about whilst desperately trying to not cover her nudity arousing to the young man.

In that instant though, he wanted to try something else first.

''Can you give me a blow-job?''

''E-Eh?'' Suruga blushed, the heat of her cheeks easily felt when his face was a mere few inches from hers. ''Um... I'll do my best, Commander...''

Grinning he pecked her on the lips – earning a flustered squeak – and climbed off the curvaceous woman, instead sitting back on the carpet a bit. Suruga took a second to sit upright, her Santa-themed outfit fully visible to him as she crawled the short few feet closer, breasts hanging freely for him to see. Hurriedly the Commander reached down and unbuckled his belt, fumbling in his excitement but managing to get it off all the way, allowing him to shove his pants down without delay, his boxers following suit.

Suruga bit her lip as his cock was exposed, demurely shifting forwards a little more and leaning down on her front, bringing her face close to his cock. Her warm breath washed over his shaft and he moaned softly, watching with rapt attention as the Battleship took his dick into her hand – and moaned as she started to stroke it. Though the movement was slow and clearly inexperienced just feeling someone else stroke his cock felt exciting in ways he didn't think possible, a gentle burn of pleasure teasing his cock.

''Mn... keep going. Use your tongue too, please.'' The Commander breathed out, aroused.

Suruga submissively nodded, shifting a little closer and screwing her eyes shut – before she took a little lick of the tip. The hot, fleshy wetness that slapped against the tip of his dick made the Commander gasp, pleasure rendering his muscles taut for just a moment. Cracking one eye open for a second to check his gasp wasn't one of pain Suruga demurely licked again, and then again; slowly getting into it and licking the head of his cock more and more, each slow tongue stroke electrifying his nerves.

Then Suruga tilted her head, and pursed her lips around the head. The Commander moaned at the feeling, intimately feeling her wet tongue slap and lick over the tip of his cock; her lips pushing further down his cock at the same time until she had nearly half of his dick in her warm, wet mouth. The inviting heat was so good he nearly grabbed her by the horns and pulled her down, but held back, wanting to let her do the moving for now.

''Ahh... oh god, Suruga, your mouth feels so good...'' The Commander moaned out. ''Go faster, please...''

A whimper answered him, and with scarlet cheeks Suruga obeyed. Slow, wet-sounding sucks became audible as she slurped up to the tip and then went back down halfway, picking up speed until the Battleship was steadily bobbing her head in his lap, giving him a proper blow-job. The slurping motions left his nerves tingling, the bulbous head of his cock throbbing when her tongue pressed flush against it, driving him wild – no amount of porn or dirty thoughts able to compare to the feeling.

Pushing her head down further Suruga took him in even deeper then, unhanding his dick just so she could fit more into her mouth – only to choke when he put a hand on her head and shoved her down. The Commander's hips buckled, white-hot pleasure lancing down his girth as it was so suddenly enveloped within her mouth, her lips pursed snugly near the base and her tongue flush against the underside. Suruga spasmed lightly, coughing, but he held her down for a little more, just savouring the blissful sensation.

''Ghk, Mmph, guhk...!'' Suruga tapped his thigh a little, convulsing as the tip of his dick pressed against the back of her throat-

-and then gasped the moment he loosened his hold on her, allowing Suruga to pull her lips back. ''Haah- kuh! G-Guh...''

''Sorry...'' Hurriedly the Commander touched her shoulder, worried. ''Was that too far?''

''A-A bit...'' Suruga bashfully admitted, panting. ''I've never done anything like that... so I'm not experienced enough to... do that.''

The Commander nodded slightly, his eyes drifting down to her sizeable bust. ''Can you give me a tit-fuck instead?''

''Eh? Um, oh...'' Suruga squirmed, blushing as she cupped her breasts. ''I'll try...?''

The Commander eagerly agreed, leaning in and kissing his newfound lover on the lips before leaning back again, allowing a darkly-blushing Suruga to lean forwards, and them smother his cock between her large breasts. The heat, the softness; both assaulted the Commander at once, a moan arising from the Commander's throat as Suruga squished his dick in her chest and shyly moved her breasts about, the friction slight but so erotic he might cum from that alone.

''Does this really feel good...?'' Suruga muttered, eyeing her chest uncertainly.

''Ah... feels amazing... your boobs feel so soft, I love them...'' The Commander moaned out.

Embarrassed Suruga could only mumble something incoherent even to herself, both hands firmly holding her breasts as she slid them up-and-down his cock. Pressing them together coaxed another moan out of him, and when she felt the friction become a bit rough Suruga leaned down and subtly drooled down onto his dick, her opaque saliva dripping onto the tip and running down his shaft, acting like a crude lubricant. However when leaning so close she noticed how the tip of his dick poked out from her cleavage, giving her an idea.

An idea that Suruga boldly tried, lips brushing against the tip, before she snatched it up between her rosy lips and sucked. The Commander couldn't hope to contain his sounds of pleasure; short, gasping groans tumbling up out of his throat as he rocked his waist, thrusting lightly up into her cleavage and giving more for Suruga to suck on, the tip poking into her mouth and muffling her embarrassed moan.

''Ah, hah, Mn, oh Suruga, I'm cumming, swallow it please, fuck, cumming...!'' The Commander moaned out, clutching at her head-

-when a surge of warmth lanced up his cock, and with a gasp he blew his load inside Suruga's mouth. The horned Battleship spasmed in surprise, eyes wide as his hot semen splattered onto her tongue or hit the roof of her mouth, prompting her to push her face down as much as she could and suck, gulping down his seed.

He wasn't sure how long he came; the blissful moment seeming to last forever until the pleasure waned and his sensibilities returned, a low moan escaping the Commander's lips as he came down from his high. Removing his hand from Suruga's head he allowed his 'present' to pull her lips off his dick, her lips swiftly pursing shut and several slow, audible gulps. She locked eyes with him then, and with rosy cheeks opened her mouth a little, showing that there was no cum in her mouth. She's swallowed it all, as she asked.

''...you're so hot...'' The Commander breathed, aroused.

Suruga just pursed her lips and looked to the side, unable to speak lest she merely make an undignified squeaking sound.

Only for the Commander to cup her cheek and steal a quick kiss, letting that same squeak sound escape her parting lips. He pulled back quickly however, lips hovering just an inch away from hers as he whispered against them.

''Get naked.''

''E-Eh? R-Right here?!'' Suruga whispered back, flustered as he looked around, peeking as if she was afraid of being caught.

''Please. I wanna see you naked.'' The Commander honestly confessed, so aroused any shame he felt was firmly shoved to the back of his mind.

After all if this was his one night to bang his crush, why not go all-out?

Suruga sat on her knees for a moment, clearly debating it, before with a sigh she reluctantly agreed. Moving back a little more for some room she timidly started to undress right in front of him; untying a knot on her right side before peeling her red dress off, revealing the patterned black segment she was wearing underneath that came up to just under her bust. A golden zip laid on the left side, pinched between her slender fingers and peeled down with an anticipation-building buzz, soon slipping off, and revealing her body to him.

Biting her lip in embarrassment Suruga demurely sunk her fingers into her pantyhose, peeling them down in an unintentionally-sensual manner, the fabric rolling down to her knees before falling down to her ankles, prompting the Battleship to bend forwards and step out – leaving her clad in naught but a pair of lacy black panties. Suruga peeked at him then, a question in her eyes, and when he grinned an agreement the cruiser demurely grasped the waistband of her panties and pushed them down too.

They fell to the carpet easily, allowing her to step out of them, and leaving her standing completely naked in front of him. The teenage Commander soaked in the sight greedily; admiring everything from her slender shoulders to her plump, gently-heaving breasts, down to her flat belly and her curvy waist, her womanhood drawing his curious, lustful gaze. It was his first time seeing a pussy in real life and it drove the Commander wild, his dick swelling back up to full hardness practically in an instant.

Something Suruga noticed. ''Y-You're hard again already...?!''

''I want you, that's why.'' The Commander eagerly spoke, offering a hand to her.

Bashful and uncertain Suruga took his offered hand, one hand half-heartedly covering her sex only for him to nudge her arm to the side - and the Battleship gasped when his hand went between her legs, sliding over her sex. Holding onto her lower back he guided Suruga partially onto his lap, the Battleship sitting on her knees as he rubbed her off, his fingers exploring a bit before finding the hole and pushing two fingers inside, earning a whimper from the bashful Battleship.

''Ah... Commander...'' Suruga mumbled.

''Does it hurt?'' He had to ask, curling his fingers and feeling her hot insides press down on his digits.

''N-No, but... it's embarrassing... having you do this...'' Suruga muttered, red-faced. ''Nobody's ever... Mn, no, forget I said anything...''

The implication she was a virgin like him only excited the Commander, a bit of confidence coming to him now that he knew she wouldn't be familiar with things either. As such the Commander pulled his fingers out, both of his hands moving to her curvy hips and easing the Battleship down onto her back, admiring her nude body as he stripped himself of his clothes too, all of them ending in a messy pile off the side.

Soon he was as naked as Suruga herself, his heartbeat pounding in his chest as he grasped her thighs, pushing them apart. She pursed her lips, keeping her legs closed out of embarrassment and only opening them when he whispered a soft 'please' to her – earning a whine from Suruga as she let him pry her legs open, letting him between them.

''Can I put it in?'' The Commander breathily asked, eager. ''I'll try and be gentle.''

''Mn... f-fine...'' Suruga mumbled, pressing the back of her fingers to her mouth, hiding it from his sight.

The Commander pulled that hand away, his lips making contact with hers in a sudden, passionate smooch, one that coaxed out a shy whimper from Suruga herself. She relaxed into the kiss tentatively, her legs lolling open fully as they made out, lips smooching and fitting so nicely together he couldn't help but moan, rocking his waist. The movement rubbed his cock up against her sex, the little bit of friction exciting them further, the mere though that he was about to have sex with his crush driving him wild.

So wild that he couldn't contain himself anymore, lifting his hips back a tiny bit and grabbing his dick, allowing him to guide it to her pussy – but in his haste he missed, the bulbous tip missing the hole. Groaning the Commander tried again, rocking his hips, but missed again, and then again – until with a soft sigh Suruga slid a hand down and spread herself open, making it easier for him to push the tip between her lower lips, and into her tight, virgin sex.

''Mn!'' Suruga tensed as he went in, her free hand grabbing onto his back. ''C-Commander, wait, slow down...''

The teenage Commander complied with a hiss of restraint, pushing his hips forth slowly as he could and prying her vaginal walls apart as he popped her cherry. A whimper escaped Suruga but she didn't tell him to stop; enduring the feeling of his dick as he speared himself in deeper, her walls clenching ever so tightly around his slick shaft until soon the Commander shuddered to a stop, moaning as two-thirds of his dick was buried inside of her snug sex.

''Ah... you feel so good...'' The Commander shamelessly moaned, leaning over Suruga on his hands. ''This is like a dream come true...''

''D-Do you have to say such embarrassing things...?'' Suruga mumbled out.

''Yes.'' The Commander grunted, moaning as he slowly pulled out. ''Mn, I've wanted to do this for so long, you know...? I even had wet dreams about you once...''

''S-Seriously...?'' Suruga mumbled, whimpering as he drove himself back into her.

''Yeah... I don't remember all the details, but, we fucked on my bed...'' He groaned, pushing his sensitive dick between her honeyed walls. ''I didn't really feel anything, guess because I've never had sex until now, but... just looking at your face as you squirmed was so hot... now, I get to do it for real...''

Suruga just whimpered in sheer embarrassment, attempting to cover her face only for him to snatch her wrists and pin them down, claiming her lips in a kiss. Her startled yelp quickly melted into a submissive moan as the Battleship kissed him back, her hands tentatively sliding down into his and holding hands with him as he fucked her, his girth spearing between her walls and inching in deeper as she got used to the foreign intrusion.

The Commander on the other had quickly picked up the pace, getting used to moving his hips in the right way and plunging his dick between her nether lips, groaning in unadulterated bliss when her walls clenched ever so tightly around him. Sex felt far better than he expected and he let Suruga know that, little whispers and mumbles escaping him as he sheathed himself into her, soon going balls-deep in her wet womanhood, their pelvises pressing intimately together.

''I wanna fuck you all day long...'' The Commander confessed with a moan. ''I wanna hug you and kiss you and marry you and make you a mother...''

''C-Command- Mmph~!''

Suruga's flustered words were silenced as the Commander kissed her again, his thrusts hastening and fucking a muffled moan out of Suruga, her vaginal walls clamping tightly around him as he made love to her. His passion could be felt with every stroke, his dick hitting a sweet spot within her that left Suruga spasming beneath him, unable to stifle her shameful moans of bliss; his dirty, perverse words only fuelling the embarrassing pleasure that crept through her veins.

The wet slapping of skin grew louder, her vagina tightening but not slowing him down in the slightest; lustful eagerness driving him balls-deep into Suruga. Slipping his hands out from hers one of his hands grabbed at her plump, jiggling breasts, eagerly fondling her breast even as he fucked her into the carpet, loving the way she squeezed his thrusting cock. Just looking down at her nude body made it all the more exciting, seeing the sweat that ran down between her breasts or the bead that went down her forehead.

''Ah, Suruga, I'm gonna cum...'' The Commander moaned out, breaking off the kiss. ''I'm gonna cum inside you...''

''E-Eh?! Y-You can't, I'll get pregnant, Commander...!'' Suruga protested half-heartedly, a moan tumbling from her lips. ''Y-You can't...''

''Please.'' He kissed her lips. ''I want you to be mine. I wanna cum inside you, knock you up, make you my wife and start a family with you... Mn, please, just let me, ah...''

Suruga shuddered, whimpering in indecision – the figurative timer rapidly running out as he kept pounding her slick pussy, the slapping of skin rising in pitch as he sped up, railing the Battleship so hard she let out a cry of pleasure, arching her back on instinct alone.

''Suruga...'' He moaned tightly, holding back for as long as he could.

''Ah, f-fine...!'' Suruga capitulated with a shameful moan, grabbing onto his shoulder. ''C-Cum inside me then... but you better t-take responsibility- Mmph~!''

A sudden kiss silenced her, and Suruga squealed as the Commander railed her with sudden, intense vigour, ploughing her pussy as hitting that one sweet spot inside her with unerring accuracy, the battering ram that was his cock fucking her to new heights of pleasure. Clutching onto him Suruga could only cry out into his mouth, shoulders curling inwards and her back arching, pleasure reaching a fiery, taut peak.

''Suruga!''

Until with a gasp of her name the Commander blew his load; thick, splattering ropes of cum hitting her walls and pumping into her willing womb as he knocked her up. Suruga spasmed beneath him as her own orgasm rippled through her, their minds blank as they orgasmed so powerfully together, her walls milking every last drop of semen she could from him, assuring she was impregnated.

''Mn! Mm, ah...'' Panting and moaning the Commander broke off the kiss, managing just a few more slow thrusts before his stamina waned. ''Ah... so good...''

Suruga just moaned, holding onto him. They laid like that for who knows how long, their naked, sweaty bodies flush together, the warmth of their bodies incomparable to the warmth of their joined parts, his dick slowly going soft inside her pussy before he eventually pulled out, just laying on top of his busty, future wife.

''Commander...'' Breathlessly Suruga nudged him off her, both laying side by side. ''You best take responsibility, okay?''

A kiss answered her. ''I'll do it happily.''

Burning cheeks answered him, and within a number of minutes both were tucked beneath the covers of a blanket, dozing together in the nude with the fire keeping them warm.

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