A/N: Bit of an older fic this is, written back in August, but I thought I'd share this before it grew outdated~ Older Zeppy fics aren't too common either, so thought you might enjoy some wholesome lewdness~
Enjoy~
Iron Fledgling
It was a warm summer's day in the Ironblood.
The sky, blue and painted with plentiful amounts of drifting clouds, was accompanied by a bright afternoon and a cool summer's breeze, the wind weaving through the trees and rustling the grass below.
Laid on a grassy knoll a young man stared up at the afternoon sky, basking in the warm summer sun –one by the name of Hans. Dressed in a simple short-sleeved black shirt and khaki cargo pants he could easily pass off as any number of young men who lived in the area, and had done so for most of his life; only a scarce few recognising him as the younger brother of Azur Lane's Commander.
He was glad for that. For the most part he had a normal childhood growing up... until he met a certain girl, one under the Commander's employ. She went by the name of Zeppy, a younger version of an already-serving ship by the name of Graf Zeppelin, an Ironblood carrier. Zeppy was a curious one, as she was summoned due to Akashi, the base's resident mad scientist, experimenting with Wisdom Cubes and accidentally summoning an alternate version of Graf Zeppelin... who, by that point, was the Commander's wedded wife.
Which meant it wasn't entirely surprising when the married couple 'adopted' Zeppy as their daughter, a role that Zeppy herself didn't particularly mind.
He ended up meeting her himself one day when visiting his older brother's house. At first he was slightly intimidated by her, given her loud attitude and dangerous armament, but it took only a short few meetings before he came to realise that despite her bravado, Zeppy was actually quite easy to fluster and tease, a trait she didn't lose even as they grew up over the years, After that realisation the two became fast friends, their friendship only growing more solid by the year.
Until nearly a decade had passed, and he could say without a doubt they were closer than perhaps many married couples, despite just being good friends.
''Hah...'' Hans sighed, gazing up at the sky. Sometimes though he longed for more...
The young man was distracted from his thoughts, however, by a familiar voice calling out to him.
''Hey~! Hans! You're not sleeping are you?!''
Hans sat up on his elbows, a light grin crossing his face as he looked back – gazing at the top of the grassy knoll he was resting upon. Stood up by the road was Zeppy; the once-small carrier now having matured into a more womanly frame, standing at over five feet tall and with a more pronounced bust than her old flat-chested self. While her 'mother' was still much bustier Zeppy looked ready to rival her in that department one day; having gone through more bras in a year than she did headphones, a fact she loudly complained about to him, much to his unspoken embarrassment.
She also wore an identical uniform to Graf Zeppelin herself, from the jacket to heels to the pantyhose... though thanks to his position he got a view up her skirt, allowing him to see her pink-and-white striped panties through her black pantyhose. That was probably one of the big differences between the two; she still wore more girly underwear.
''Hey.'' Hans pushed himself up with a grunt. ''Took you long enough.''
Zeppy pouted. ''Hey, it's not my fault! Mom said I had to complete all my training before I was allowed out!''
Hans snorted, marching up the grass towards her. ''Yeah, and you took your time doing it.''
Zeppy, showing her maturity, stuck her tongue out at him. ''Bleh~!''
He couldn't help but snicker at the sight, soon drawing a similar snicker from Zeppy herself, a grin on her lips as she stuck a hand out at him.
''C'mon!'' She insisted. ''Raeder's selling ice cream again today, I want some! So hurry up!''
Hans chuckled and complied, taking her hand and letting her haul him up the hill.
X-x-X
Nightfall came fairly quickly despite it being summer; the day bleeding away in a haze of running about, eating ice cream and watching Zeppy fly her planes about.
Eventually both of them returned back to Zeppy's house that she shared with Graf Zeppelin and the Commander; the latter two currently still out at the office. Neither Hans nor Zeppy minded; both were more than used to being alone in the house, it didn't bother them then nor now.
''Mn~! Not fair, I was about- wait, huh?! T-That's cheating!''
Zeppy's indignant cry echoed through her bedroom before she dropped her controller, scowling cutely as her ship was blown out of the water for the fifth time in the row. Beside her Hans smiled slightly, chuckling as he killed the ship responsible for sinking her, eyes focused on the TV screen before both of them.
''Don't worry, I got payback.'' Hans cheekily commented. ''You can't just sail out in the open.''
''It's not fair!'' Zeppy insisted, pouting heavily. ''Iowa's are too strong! Remove them from the game!''
''You're a Ship-Girl, shouldn't you know how to play these sorts of games...?''
''I'm a carrier! Not a cruiser!''
''The same principles apply, though?''
Zeppy just puffed her cheeks out and huffed, turning away from him – mumbling some choice words about 'stupid Iowa's' and 'hating everything'. He didn't pay much attention to her mumbles; all too familiar with Zeppy's tendency to get bitter over losing. Though he would concede to taking some pleasure in seeing it; she looked so cute when she got huffy.
The two of them had retired to her bedroom, the sun gradually setting beyond the horizon and painting the horizon a warm golden hue, the light spilling in through her closed window and leaving the room pleasantly warm; hot enough to be cosy but not so hot it was stuffy. Some snacks were arranged ahead of them but both were too focused on their game to really bother eating them.
Finally someone on their team killed the enemy Destroyer, and with a sigh Hans put his controller down. ''Wanna play a different game?''
''Mn~'' Zeppy just pouted petulantly.
Hans smirked, shifting over to her side – before leaning in and blowing a hot breath into her ear.
Instantly Zeppy squeaked, jerking away on reflex and rapidly growing red in the face, flustered by the teasing breath – her cheeks only growing darker when he broke out into snickering laughs, realising he was teasing her again. And like many times before Zeppy pouted, trembling, before she blew her top.
''Y-You~!'' With a war-like cry she tackled him to the floor.
Hans grinned, grabbing her by the sides and rolling them over, pinning her down under him. Zeppy wasn't deterred, growling playfully as she fought back, pushing and wrestling with him, the two of them tumbling about like they did so very often when they were younger, uncaring of the controllers and food left abandoned.
''Haah!''
Until with a grunt of exertion Zeppy rolled herself on top of him once more and managed to pin him down, grinning victoriously as she held him down against the carpet. ''Hah! I win~!''
Hans groaned. ''No fair, you're stronger.''
Zeppy just stuck her tongue out. ''Bleh, sore loser~''
''Weren't you just pouting about losing?''
''I-I wasn't! Shut up!''
Hans chuckled, giving up further struggling and simply laying back against the carpet, gazing up at Zeppy. Sat on his waist the grey-haired teen was left panting, her cheeks flushed pink from exertion and her ruby eyes gleaming victoriously. For what felt like a small eternity they stayed like that, even as their breathing settled and they calmed down.
From his position under her he couldn't help but let his eyes run over, his cheeks warming as his gaze slid over her exposed cleavage, a single bead of sweat disappearing between her modest bust, some of her messy grey hair clinging to her forehead and a cute grin lighting up her face.
''Uh... Zeppy?'' Hans spoke up after a moment, blushing as he looked away.
Zeppy blinked in confusion... until she felt something distinctly hard against her crotch; her face reddening to a tomato-like hue as she realised what was touching her – and with a squeak she all but jumped off of his lap.
''Y-You g-g-got... you know?!'' Zeppy stammered embarrassedly, unable to even voice what it was. ''We just wrestled! You pervert!''
''O-Oi, it's not my fault!'' Hans barked back, blushing.
''It is! Pervert!'' Zeppy squawked back.
Hans scowled and just looked aside, sitting upright – both his hands deliberately covering his bulge. It wasn't his fault he'd gotten hard; he imagined many guys would pop one when someone as beautiful as Zeppy was straddling them. While he had gotten acquainted with many girls in Azur Lane, Zeppy always was and always would be his best friend... and as such, when puberty hit like a truck when they were growing up, she'd more than once been the centre of his attention.
More than once he'd had opportunities. Several times he'd passed by the bathroom with her in the shower and the door slightly ajar – all it'd take would be a nudge and he'd see her full, naked body. Or when they slept in the same room, or even the same bed; a tug all that would be needed to expose some more skin. Or even when they went to the beach and she asked him to bring her a towel whilst she changed into her bikini beneath it; a peek all that was needed to see what his lust desired.
But he never did. Because even if at times he lusted for Zeppy, even if he had developed a crush on her, she was still his best friend – and he wouldn't betray their friendship like that.
Hans scratched his head, stirring from his deep thoughts. By now Zeppy had calmed down, her cheeks still red but her embarrassed squawks ceasing. He glanced back at him when she caught him looking at her but looked away immediately, embarrassed. He couldn't help but notice how cute she looked.
The teen swallowed. He wouldn't jeopardise their friendship... but maybe he could drop a hint or two; see how she felt about it.
''I mean...'' Hans finally spoke. ''If it means anything, you're the only girl that's happened with.''
''H-Huh?!'' Zeppy's face burned... before she spoke in a quieter voice. ''R-Really? Just me?''
''Yeah.'' The young man admitted. ''Guess you're just more special to me than other girls, eh?''
He phrased it like a joke, but the blush on his cheeks betrayed the fact it was anything but. Zeppy herself blushed darkly, looking at him and looking away several times, apparently uncertain of what to do with this information. Mentally he hit himself for saying it like that; almost cringing as he imagined how awkward things might become.
So he was surprised when Zeppy instead shifted closer, swallowing. ''Um... well... I-I kinda... think you're special to me too...?''
There was hesitance in her voice, unsure if she should confess that – but both knew what they meant by 'special'. They weren't talking about being best friends; they already knew they were each other's best friend and didn't even need to state it. Rather, they referred to something far more intimate than that.
''Really?'' Hans inquired in a low murmur.
''Y-Yeah! I just said that!'' Zeppy embarrassedly confirmed, glaring lightly. ''D-Don't make me say it again!''
An idea came to Hans, one that burned his cheeks, but tempted him too much to resist. Thus slowly he sat up on his knees, silent as he shuffled over to the teenage Zeppy, both of them staring into each other's eyes. He soaked in her visage, eyes tracing those small pink lips that had curved up into a smile so many times before, his heartbeat quickening as he realised this was the point of no return.
He went for it, cupping her chin. ''Say it again.''
Zeppy trembled lightly, her breathing soft but quick - before quietly, she spoke. ''Y... You're special to me too... dummy...''
He took a chance, tugging her in – and connected his lips with hers. Zeppy stiffened, her surprisingly-soft lips parting to let out a soundless exhale... before to his delight she tentatively pushed back against him, reciprocating the kiss. The thought sent his heart through the roof and he deepened the kiss, his hand sliding off of her cheek and holding her cheek instead, their lips fitting ever so perfectly together.
''Mmph...'' Zeppy shivered into the intimate kiss, eyes shut.
Hans dragged the kiss out for as long as he could, their lips intimately meshed together until his lungs started to burn for air – finally forcing them apart. Both inhaled a sharp breath, panting it back out a second later as they gazed into each other's eyes, perhaps only then realising the feelings they held for each other.
Without a word Hans leaned back in. Zeppy didn't resist it, moaning softly into the kiss as he reconnected their lips. She laid her hands on his shoulders and he held her waist, slowly easing Zeppy backwards. The teenage carrier didn't resist his hold and let him lay her back on the floor, the carpet fluffy beneath his hands as he planted both of them on either side of her, breaking off the kiss with a soft gasp.
''For how long?'' Hans breathlessly inquired.
''...I don't know.'' Zeppy mumbled, pouting slightly. ''Years, maybe? I... I always kinda thought you were... c-cute...''
Hans blushed at the thought. ''Same... I always found you cute too...''
The admission pleased Zeppy, though she hid it well behind her hand; covering her mouth with her right hand. He tugged it aside so he could see her bashful smile, the act darkening her burning cheeks further, stealing another quick kiss from her; the quickness of it leaving Zeppy mewling both in embarrassment, and want.
Hans relished the cute sound... though couldn't help but peek down, noting her exposed cleavage.
A hand grabbed his chin and tilted his head back up, making him focus on her pouting face. ''My eyes are up here, dummy...''
''Sorry.'' Hans chuckled sheepishly, leaning down and kissing her – making it a deep, passionate one before breaking it off, adding; ''I just want you so much. Blame hormones if you want.''
Zeppy squirmed at the thought, cheeks afire... before she mumbled out a reply. ''Well... if it's you, I don't mind.''
The demure admission made Hans grin – and in a heartbeat the young man dived down and kissed her again, muffling Zeppy's surprised moan. His hands went to her chest and he fumbled about, finding the buttons of her black jacket, eagerly undoing them one by one. She didn't resist, simply mewling in embarrassment as he undressed her bit by bit.
Her top popped open after just a few moments. Hans broke off the kiss as soon as he had done so, panting as he gazed down at the teen beneath him, soaking in the sight of her white button-up shirt that was so rarely seen from beneath her jacket, her bust size all the more prominent. He made to unbutton that as well, but Zeppy stopped him; grasping him by the wrists.
''Take your shirt off first.'' She pouted, cheeks aflame.
Hans swallowed but complied, leaning upright and grasping the hem of his top, pulling it up and over his head. The young man threw his shirt aside without hesitation, feeling more than seeing Zeppy's eyes roam over his bare torso. He may not be the most muscular man in the world but he was certainly lean, and Zeppy more than appreciated the view, judging by her intense stare.
''There. Better?'' Hans eagerly asked.
The carrier beneath him squirmed. ''F-Fine...''
Flashing her a smile Hans grasped the top button of her shirt, undoing them – exposing her lacy white bra beneath. Hans savoured the sight but kept undoing the buttons until her shirt was completely unbuttoned, his eyes hungrily roaming over her stomach. Her belly was smooth and nearly flat, but inevitably his gaze ran up to her chest, tracing the lace trim and admiring her boobs, watching as they rise and fell with her slow breaths.
Embarrassed mewling from Zeppy told him of her embarrassment, tempting him to lean down – and plant a kiss on her right tit. The carrier squeaked, tensing up in surprise before melting against the floor with a moan, quivering as he planted another kiss on her boob. His hands weren't idle either; eagerly snaking up to the front of her bra where a latch was and tugging on it; finally snapping it loose a moment later and causing her bra to go slack.
''Ah...'' Zeppy shivered as the warm air tickled her chest.
Hans on the other hand took the chance to admire her chest; his libido skyrocketing at the mere sight. She may not be as big as her 'mother' but she was far from small; her chest plump and, as he found out a moment later, quite soft – his right hand landing on her left breast and giving it a squeeze, sinking his fingers into it. Her nipple prodded his palm and Zeppy squirmed from the stimulation, a hot exhale escaping her lips.
Leaning back down Hans claimed those lips in another kiss, groaning into his mouth when an unexpected hand groped him between the legs. He broke off the kiss and gazed down into Zeppy's embarrassed eyes, shivering when she slowly groped his crotch, feeling his bulge. Her lithe fingers slid over the outline of his clothed cock and gripped it, moving her hand as if trying to give him a hand-job, the thick material of his cargo pants preventing that.
He solved that for the both of them, leaning back and sitting up on his knees. Embarrassment burned his cheeks but he didn't hesitate to shove his cargo pants down and kick them off his feet, revealing his plain grey boxers beneath; the sight eliciting a cute squeak from Zeppy. The teen carrier sat upright as well, swallowing as she gazed at his bulging boxers.
''Here...'' Hans grasped her right hand and pressed it against his bulge.
Zeppy cutely blushed, demurely complying. She grasped his cock through the thin fabric of his boxers and began to stroke him off, her hand sliding up-and-down tentatively at first, getting used to the movement. With each passing moment however she adjusted to it, growing a touch more confident and peeking up at him for approval. The groan that escaped his throat told her of how he felt, bringing a shy smile to Zeppy's face.
He paid her back for her touching with his own. Slipping his right hand between her legs he pressed his fingers against her pantyhose-clad pussy, applying a gentle amount of pressure as he rubbed circles on her crotch. Zeppy shivered but resisted the urge to shut her legs, keeping the apart as he knelt in front of her, both of them touching each other so lewdly.
''A-Ah...'' Zeppy cutely shivered as his hand went up, hiking her skirt up in the process and giving him an unhindered peek at her crotch – before he dipped his hand under the elastic waistband of her pantyhose, pushing his hand down into her pink-white striped panties. ''H-Hey...''
''You can do the same.'' Hans breathed out the offer, slithering his hand down into her underwear – touching her bare pussy a moment later, experimentally feeling his way about.
Zeppy shivered and obeyed, unbuttoning his boxers and allowing his cock to spring out. She held his cock in her right hand gently, stroking it with a look of embarrassed interest. Neither of them had any real experience with the opposite sex, and he was her only male friend; as such there was a certain interest in the other sex that went beyond simple lust, and stepped more into 'experimental' category.
Thus they took the time to explore. Hans ran his fingers along her pussy lips and spread them apart, his fingers mapping out her womanhood with his fingers before tentatively easing a single digit into her hole - eliciting a soft gasp from Zeppy. She gave him the same treatment, her hand adjusting what part of his cock she held and how she stroked it, altering between rough tugs or more smooth strokes, going with the latter when he groaned in approval. She made a whimper of her own when he added a second finger to her pussy, pushing both fingers into her vagina and wiggling them about within her.
''M-Mn... ah...'' Zeppy breathed, squeezing his cock and jerking it faster. ''Hans...''
A kiss silenced her, reducing Zeppy's words to a muffled moan as she kissed him back, her free hand grasping the back of his head. Their lips remained locked and Hans dared to prod hers with his tongue, eliciting a muted squeak from Zeppy, her lips retreating slightly... before they pursed, and with a soft whine she parted them, letting her own tongue out. He met hers halfway between their mouths, sliding his over hers and tempting Zeppy to curl hers with his; their wet appendages wrestling.
Their lips re-joined a moment later, muffling each other's groans as they got each other off. His two fingers pumped into Zeppy's pussy with rhythmic twists of his wrist, scissoring his fingers apart or curling them, each little movement coaxing gasps out of Zeppy that was muffled by their kiss. In exchange Zeppy spiced up her own movements too, getting creative with how she held his dick and how fast she moved it, soon finding a rhythm of jerking it hard and fast only to slow down, and then speed back up again a little while later, the changing tempo succeeding in pulling a throaty groan out of him.
''Ah... y-your fingers... feel better than mine...'' Zeppy whimpered.
The breathy words turned him on. ''Better than your own?''
Zeppy instantly went scarlet. ''W-Well, I mean... you know... y-you probably do it too!''
Hans chuckled breathlessly, grunting when she squeezed his cock tightly. ''Yeah... I do...''
Zeppy gazed intently at him, cheeks aflame. ''Did you ever... do it to me...?''
''A few times.'' He admitted. ''You?''
''...maybe just a couple times.'' Zeppy demurely confessed, mewling when his thumb stroked over her pelvis. ''Ah... that spot, there...''
Hans obliged, running his thumb over where he guessed her clit was. ''What did you think about?''
''D-Don't ask me that!'' Zeppy's tsundere side shone through.
''Why not?'' Hans pressed her – groaning when her gloved thumb slid over the tip of his cock. Had her gloves always felt so silky?
The carrier blushed furiously at his question, panting and opting instead to lean up and kiss him. Hans didn't complain; groaning into her mouth as he kissed her back and hefted his other hand up, groping her right breast and playing with her tit, flicking her perky pink nipple about with his thumb. She tightened around his intruding fingers in response, moaning as she arched her back a little and eventually broke away from the kiss, panting heavily.
''I imagined us... sleeping in bed...'' Zeppy whimpered, confessing her deepest, most lewd thoughts. ''We were touching each other and I... it felt so good I came fast...''
The thought alone turned him on more than he expected, his mind providing an image – the experiences currently assaulting his fingers and cock fuelling the idea. Of them laid on their backs in bed, the light off, hands in each other's underwear as they got each other off, perhaps them competing to see who would cum first. The thought was a debauched, erotic one; one that also tempted him to slide a third finger into Zeppy.
The teenage carrier gasped at the intrusion but he silenced it with a quick kiss, whispering against her lips the moment they broke apart. ''Why don't we do that later then?''
''...s-sure...'' Zeppy stammered the word out, but the trembling smile that quivered across her lips told of how excited the thought made her.
Anything Hans wanted to say was cut short as he groaned; pleasure rushing up his cock as Zeppy once again adjusted her hand, pressing her palm against the underside of his girth and stroking it faster, helping coax up the heat climbing his cock. Resisting the pleasure he moved his fingers inside of her more vigorously, wiggling them a little between thrusts and melting Zeppy's mind, her cute moans tumbling out of her mouth, their inevitable kiss helping mute their voices as they got each other off.
Until he flicked her clit once more, and pushed Zeppy over the edge.
''Mmph!'' She cried out into the kiss, her hips jerking and back arching sharply – wetness squirting around his probing fingers.
She gripped his cock tight at the same time, roughly tugging his cock more than she jerked it – the sudden change of pace proving too much for him, and with a gasp of his own Hans came; shooting a thick rope of cum onto her gloved hand and onto her wrist. Several more spurts followed the first, some of it landing on the carpet whilst other hit her arm and gloved hand, the mess ignored in the heat of the moment.
Zeppy most assuredly noticed though when she unhanded his cock, moaning. ''My glove's all sticky now...''
Hans let out a wispy sort of laugh, tugging his fingers out from her hot pussy, her folds slick as his digits slipped out of them. Breathlessly he tugged his hand out from her pantyhose and wiped it dry on the carpet, his gaze invariably drawn to Zeppy as she took her glove off and threw it aside, taking her shirt and jacket off while she had the chance – using the former to clean her arm. With neither article of clothing on she was left topless, her bra tossed aside with her shirt and leaving everything from her slim shoulders to her plumpish breasts bare to him.
Zeppy caught him staring and blushed, demurely looking up at him. She put both arms behind herself and leaned back on them, bashful as she laid herself bare to him, only her pantyhose and panties left to clad her pale frame. Both knew what they wanted to do next but neither were sure of how to phrase it. So in the end they didn't.
Instead Hans reached between her parted legs and grasped her pantyhose, ripping a hole in the crotch seam.
''H-Hey!'' Zeppy whacked his hand. ''I only have three pairs of these!''
He chuckled sheepishly. ''Sorry. Thought it'd be better than having you take them off.''
Zeppy pouted at him... but let it go after a minute, looking aside with rosy cheeks. ''...fine, I guess.''
Hans grinned, leaning up and kissing her cheek – earning an adorable squeak from the carrier, one hand coming up to rub it. He leaned in and whispered into her ear, tempting Zeppy to lay down on the carpet, elbows underneath herself to support her weight. He got into position atop her, nudging her pantyhose-clad legs apart and grasping his cock, two fingers tugging her striped panties aside and revealing her glistening folds to him.
The young man lined himself up with her sex, pressing the swollen head of his cock against her puffy wet lips – before easing his hips forth, prying them apart. An instant gasp escaped Zeppy before she pursed her lips, whimpering tightly as his cock entered her virgin pussy, sliding in inch by inch. Hans himself grasped onto the carpet by her side and grunted, pushing in deeper and hissing at how ungodly tight she became; her searing wet walls clamping around his cock like a vice.
''Mn...'' Zeppy opened her legs a little wider to help him along. ''Ahh... w-why's it so big...?''
Hans chuckled tightly; his chuckle melting into a groan as she clenched tighter around him. He couldn't quite fit all of it in on the first go but he didn't mind, opting instead to lean down and claim Zeppy's lips in a kiss, muffling her moan. They stayed still for a minute, both giving each other time to adjust to the new sensation but also savouring it.
Then after that short minute Hans slowly pulled back. His cock scraped against her clenching walls and Zeppy gasped; not out of pain, but of sheer, unadulterated pleasure of which the likes she hadn't felt before. Hans groaned as well, feeling her tightness smother his shaft as he pulled it out, only the tip left in when he rammed it back in.
''Ah!'' Zeppy yelped. ''N-Not so fast!''
''Sorry...'' The young man grunted, leaning down.
Any complaints were muffled as Hans kissed her deeply, and said complaints ultimately melted into moans of bliss as he continued to thrust into her – slowly but strongly, helping Zeppy get used to the cock inside her. It took some time, but with each successive thrust she got more used to the thickness that pistoned in-and-out of her pussy, any discomfort fast to fade and become raw, quiver-inducing pleasure.
Then Zeppy broke off the kiss, pulling him on top of her with a mewl. Wrapping one arm under her Hans held onto the teenage carrier, grunting as he daringly began to pick up speed. His cock disappeared between her glistening folds and kissed her innermost parts, a mutual moan escaping the couple as their pelvises touched; his entire shaft finally in her. The knowledge that he was balls-deep in her made Zeppy arch her back, aroused by the thought and tempting Hans to devour her moan with another kiss.
''Mm, Mmph, Mm~'' Zeppy moaned into his mouth, breaking off the kiss with a laboured gasp.
His thrusts grew faster and stronger on instinct. He rolled his hips more than he did move them; easing his cock into her dripping tightness, feeling her slim thighs rub against his hips as he filled her up. Their pelvises became to slap together, the pantyhose and boxers in the way failing to muffle the sound, a sound that only grew louder as he got rougher, pounding his cock into Zeppy's quivering folds.
''Mm! H-Hans~!'' Zeppy cried out, throwing her head back.
Hans went for her neck, groaning lustfully as he kissed it. The carrier squeaked and squirmed from the unexpected kiss, a bubbling mewl tumbling out of her throat when he teasingly sucked on her throat. She ran her hands over his back and chest, her nails raking over his flesh painlessly but with an eager vibe to them, touching him all over and mapping his body out in her mind.
He did the same to her, leaning upright one hand and sliding his other hand over her body, touching her belly and breasts with avid enthusiasm, unable to get enough of the latter in particular. If Zeppy minded him manhandling her breasts she certainly didn't show it; arousal moans tumbling off of her tongue as he groped and squeezed her tits, his thumb and index fingers inevitably toying with her nipples, any pleasure she gained from it amplified by the cock pistoning into her wet depths, thudding against her innermost parts and tempting her with what might fill it soon enough.
''Hans... Hans...!'' She gasped his name out between kisses, moans filling his mouth in the meantime when they kissed - his pelvis clapping against hers faster as the pressure within his shaft grew, becoming an almost unbearable want.
An unbearable want Zeppy shared, and one neither were intent on refusing. She ran her nails down his back avidly, groaning hotly into his mouth as she silently begged for more – something he gave his newfound lover, pounding his cock into her vice-like pussy with renewed vigour, devouring the squeal that ensued. He kept up the rapid pace for only a brief time, slowing down again so he could enjoy their union more, feeling every part of her insides as he pistoned his cock in-and-out of her.
Wetness made each thrust easier than the last, wet squelches escaping Zeppy as his cock slammed into her harder, his balls hitting her ass and his hands groping at her breasts – his lust as relentless as it was passionate, his kisses stealing away her breath and silencing her moans for only them to hear. He pressed himself into her, his stomach flush against hers as his cock plunged into her hard and fast, their bodies jerking and pushing together.
When he accidentally pulled out too far, causing his cock to slip out of Zeppy. The sudden emptiness within her made her gasp and the lack of clenching heat around him left Hans grunting in alarm. His orgasm arrived, heat shooting up his cock and giving him just two seconds to grab his dick and push back in-
''Hya~!''
And Zeppy squealed as she came. His cock scraped against all of her sensitive nerves and hit her innermost parts, making her cum from the feeling alone – her orgasm made all the more powerful and mind-melting as he came with her, his hot seed flooding her innermost parts in hot, sticky spurts. A groan escaped Hans as he bucked his hips a few times, his thrusts short but succeeding in pumping his seed into her, the searing hotness around his cock coaxing out all of his load, the two sharing the best orgasms of their lives.
Neither was sure how long it lasted. All they were aware of was when it began to end; a mutual moan escaping them both as they relaxed and eventually went slack, a grunt escaping Zeppy as he landed atop her. She didn't mind, too busy panting and gasping to care, their lower parts borderline electrified.
''Mn...'' Zeppy quivered as he slowly pulled out, her vaginal walls clamping tight – before with a wet pop his cock slipped out of her sex, allowing a trickle of white to leak out.
''Wow, that was...'' Hans breathed.
''Y-Yeah...'' Zeppy mumbled, mewling as she let her legs shut a little - if only to make it easier to endure the aftershocks that rocked her body.
For a minute they just sat there, both busy catching their breaths. However Hans couldn't resist himself, soon crawling over to her and opening her legs - allowing him to lean over and kiss her, muffling the surprised moan that worked its way out of Zeppy's throat.
And when they broke apart, he proposed an idea. ''Wanna do it again?''
Zeppy glanced at her bedroom clock, panting. ''I... I think Mom and Dad will be back soon...''
''Then if we're quick...?'' He suggested.
Zeppy's cheeks burned... but she had always been the adventurous sort. ''S-Sure...''
Hans grinned, slipping his hands down and groping her butt – eliciting a yelp from Zeppy, the teen blushing as she sat up and moved onto all fours at his whispered request, cheeks aflame as she presented her rear to him. Hans got behind her eagerly, one hand resting on her hip and the other grasping his length – before once more he eased himself into her tightness.
''Ah~'' This time there was less discomfort; a moan of bliss escaping Zeppy as his cock sunk into her womanhood. ''Hans...''
He snaked his hands around her stomach and tucked his chin over her shoulder, tempting Zeppy to tilt her head back – moaning softly as they lips connected in an over-the-shoulder kiss. He kept sinking into her sex until his pelvis pressed against her ass, the novel feeling of doing it doggy-style only amplified by how sensitive he was post-orgasm.
And thus he didn't hesitate to rear his hips back, and plunge back into her. The suddenness of his thrust made Zeppy yelp, her lips ajar and allowing the escape of a moan when he plunged into her again, hitting a sweet spot. Flashing her a quick grin Han held her waist and leaned back more upright, his thrusts becoming more frequent as he found a steady rhythm.
Pap~ Pap~ Pap~
His pelvis slapped against Zeppy's shapely ass repeatedly, each time burying his cock in deep and jerking her body forwards slightly, prompting Zeppy to move her hands a little further forward – and then pushing her ass back against him. The sudden movement made them both moan, his cock stuffing her and sending shivers of bliss through the duo, and tempting Zeppy to repeat the motion
''Ah, ah, ah~'' The carrier moaned. ''F-Faster~''
Hans agreed, holding her hips firmer and digging his thumb into the crook of her hips – before he yanked her back just as he bucked his hips forwards. The thrust was a rougher one and stuffed her full, pulling a yelp out of Zeppy before it tumbled into a moan, her ass pushing back into his pelvis a moment later. They repeated the motion, the slapping of skin growing louder and more rhythmic as they learned to move their bodies in synchrony.
''Why does it feel so good~'' Zeppy mewled, panting as she hung her head forth. ''Doing this... a-ahh... yes, rub that spot- ah~!''
Hans smiled tightly, doing as she asked – the slaps of flesh becoming smacks. His cock entered her wet vice quickly, sliding along her slick walls before being yanked back out, the vigorous motions only causing them more pleasure. Movement made him peek over her side, and with a grin the young man slid both hands up; grabbing ahold of her breasts and using them like handholds, making Zeppy sharply arch her back.
''A-Ah~!? H-Hey-!'' Zeppy's startled yelp was quenched with a kiss, diluting it into a throaty moan as he forced her to maintain the arched position, his cock plunging into her wet sex harder – his end rapidly approaching.
''Hah, Zeppy...!'' Hans groaned into her ear, hammering her pussy with every ounce of stamina he had.
Until at last the heat that climbed his cock proved too much to contain, and with a loud grunt he bottomed out – and came, splattering more spurts of cum into her, giving her a second creampie. Zeppy squealed, buckling forwards as her own orgasm hit hard, falling back onto her hands as she rode out of her own orgasm; gasping as she shoved her ass back and made him shove his dick into her faster, every little bit of friction dragging out their mutual orgasms for that little bit longer.
Eventually though their highs waned, and with a mutual moan they relaxed. With a slow nudge Hans tugged his cock out of Zeppy, the two best friends collapsing down onto the floor next to each other, panting and gasping.
''Hah... haah...'' Zeppy lolled her head to one side, looking over at him. ''Hey... Hans...?''
''Yes...?'' He breathed back.
Zeppy smiled, tangling his hand into hers. ''...I think I love you.''
He chuckled. ''I think I love you too, Zeppy.''
The carrier giggled, leaning over and kissing him; the two rolling onto their sides and engaging in a heated make-out session, their half-naked bodies rolling across the floor as they lost themselves in each other.
[END]