A/N: This one turned out a lot more lewd than I intended~

Do enjoy~

Anchor: Bar Fun

At last, years after it began, the Eagle Union-Sakura Empire War had come to a close.

With the defeat of the Sakura Empire things settled down significantly. It wasn't over, not by a long shot, but for the most part people could finally let their guard down, no longer having to fear a kamikaze strike from the skies nor a surprise torpedo from under the waves. Now it was mostly down to convoy escort duty, carrying supplies across the Pacific Ocean to the home islands, allowing them to make up for losses throughout the war.

Saratoga was not involved in that, nor were most carriers, understandably. Instead the majority of them were back at home, either training the newer carriers that had been summoned or generally just lifting the spirits of the general populace. The jobs they undertook now were as intriguing as they were varied, but for Saratoga, she found herself getting a nice long paid vacation. Namely because her rigging had been needed for some top-secret operation called 'Operation Crossroads', the details of which she wasn't privy to, though the navy promised she'd get her rigging back in due time.

Whatever it was, she was fine with it. She'd had enough of war and being away from her rigging just gave her one less reason to be involved in all of it.

''You've got that look on your face again.''

''Huh? What look?''

''You're thinking about the war again. I can see it in your eyes.''

Saratoga snorted, rolling her eyes and pushing the dismal thoughts from her mind. A cool wind brushed against her face then, nudging her fringe about and prompting her to tuck it out of the way, smiling up at her date – Enterprise. Both were in their usual uniforms but few paid them any mind at this time of night; the inky-black sky overhead twinkling with stars that became partially obscured when they walked under neon street-signs or store-front lights.

Spending time with Enterprise had, predictably, been the number-one thing she'd been doing ever since she got her official vacation, and Enterprise was all too happy to accompany her. They went to barbecues, lounged about back at their new apartment, dozed in the sun together or cuddled up when it got cold, they watched movies – snorting at how bad some of the horror ones were – and, of course, went on dates. Like they were now.

Smiling at the thought Saratoga fast-walked a little ahead of Enterprise and glanced about, making sure the few pedestrians walking down the street weren't looking – before with a cheeky wink back at her girlfriend she flipped the back of her skirt up. ''Enty~''

Enterprise blushed scarlet, scandalised. ''S-Sara! Don't do that so suddenly, someone might see...!''

Saratoga giggled, unable to quell the grin that spread across her lips. ''Aw, don't worry, only you get to touch~''

That did little to ease Enterprise's blush; if anything it only darkened it further, much to Saratoga's delight. Resisting the urge to tease her lover further the pink-haired carrier instead slowed down so they were walking side-by-side once more, the two of them making their way down the street and taking a left, heading into a more narrow one. It was home to some smaller, more family businesses – a bakery here, a small comic book shop there, some furniture and charity shops, and at the far end next to an empty lot was a bar. Nothing major or fancy, but a nice cosy sort of bar.

The duo approached it without hesitation, the double doors pushed open with ease. Fluffy red carpets gave way to chocolate-brown walls with a stripe of old green wallpaper through it, the bar at the far end of the room relatively populated, but not busy. Over to the right though a row of booths were present, featuring a sofa-seat on both sides with a flat table between protruding from the wall, equipped with a pair of red curtains that could be drawn shut. The main reason they'd come to this bar in particular; it offered some privacy.

Humming merrily Saratoga made a beeline for the farthest booth from the door, over by the corner and only dimly lit, the main lights overhead not quite reaching it in full. It was empty and clearly unused thus far, only encouraging Saratoga to slip into the seat and put her back to the far wall, giving her feet a rest. As she did so her gaze was drawn to Enterprise from across the room, watching as her lover ordered them several beers in tall, froth-topped glasses and loaded them onto a metal tray, carrying six of them at once over to the table. It spoke to how common it was to see Ship-Girls here that nobody gave her more than a raised brow before going back to their own drinks.

''And... here we go.'' Enterprise said as she entered the small booth, ducking down as she laid the tray onto the table. ''Got us three each. Hope you don't mind.''

''It's fine~'' Saratoga merrily said, kicking her legs idly and watching as Enterprise drew the red curtains shut – tying them together in the middle with the little rope, forming a knot that would prevent them from spilling open. Not exactly as private as a proper door, but unless someone went out of their way to peek nobody would see them.

It also allowed the music to flow through the bar and into their little booth; the rock music of an older variety but just as pleasant on the ears. Smiling at that Saratoga plucked one glass up and, with a wink shot at her girlfriend, chugged half of the glass in a single go. Enterprise smiled wryly and mimicked her; relaxing as she downed a good portion of her own beer glass in one thirsty gulp – until practically unison they thudded their glasses back down onto the wooden table.

''Ahh~ Hits the spot~'' Saratoga mewled in content, shifting to get comfy. The seats weren't exactly luxury leather, more like thin carpet over wood, but there was a comfort in its rigidity.

Humming in agreement Enterprise started taking her black jacket off. ''I wonder what Essex and her sisters are up to now. I heard they got transferred over to New York for some training exercises there.''

''They'll be fine. You know how Essex is. She's probably training so she can try and beat you.'' Saratoga cracked a light grin. ''But enough about your biggest fan...''

Trailing her words off Saratoga lifted a foot, daintily letting her shoe fall off – and dragged her slender foot up Enterprise's thigh. The bustier carrier blushed red, giving her a flustered look before pointedly jerking her head towards the curtains, but Saratoga just brought a finger to her lips to shush her. When no further protests came she moved her foot further up Enterprise's leg; thigh-highs giving way to flesh as she moved her toes between them.

Relishing how Enterprise shivered Saratoga casually took another drink; staring straight into Enterprise's eyes as she sipped her beer. Shakily Enterprise did the same, sipping – and shuddered when Saratoga pressed her foot against her panty-clad crotch. Smiling wider Saratoga moved her foot slowly; rubbing Enterprise off with growing smugness. She applied just the right pressure, moved her toes in the right way, to make Enterprise purse her lips and hold back a moan; arousal evident in her eyes.

''Heh. You're so cute, Enty.'' Saratoga remarked cheekily, downing the last of her beer and moving onto her second.

Not one to be outdone even when getting a footsie under the table Enterprise drained the last of her glass. It was a challenge, being careful not to choke on her drink when a toe teased a certain spot, but Enterprise managed to drain her second glass just before Saratoga did. Not one to be outdone Saratoga moved onto her third, the two of them chatting lightly between gulps, both already feeling a light buzz. Nowhere near drunk, but enough that their skin tingled and a bit of inhibition was loosened.

It was perhaps because of that that halfway through her third drink Saratoga laid hers back on the table, standing up. With Enterprise's eyes on her the short carrier sauntered around the table and slipped into the seat next to her girlfriend; cheekily sliding up to her, and then onto her lap. Humming Enterprise laid her own glass down and settled her hands on Saratoga's waist, pulling her close – and inevitably their lips connected in a kiss.

''Mm~'' Smiling into the kiss Saratoga massaged Enterprise's shoulders, relishing how Enterprise's own hands slid down to her butt, groping it. She might not have big boobs, but she liked to think she had a cute butt.

For a small eternity they stayed like that; lips smacking together and hands languidly rubbing at shoulders and butt, just sharing a moment. Saratoga however wanted to see a little more skin; something that enticed her to slide her hands down and loosen Enterprise's tie. It came apart easily, spilling to each side and allowing her to work on the carrier's shirt buttons next, undoing them one after another.

Enterprise didn't protest, her cheeks aflame and eyes darting to the curtains, but Saratoga distracted her with a quick kiss – dragging it out and humming into her mouth as it lasted. By the time she pulled back she had most of her shirt buttons undone, revealing a pair of plump tits pushed up by a black bra, only a little bit of lace around the cups. Saratoga relished the view, cheekily slipping her nimble fingers into the left cup and tugging her breast out, relishing how soft and squishy it felt in her palm.

''Sara...'' Enterprise whispered, blushing hard. ''Someone might see us.''

''Not if we're quiet.'' Saratoga responded coyly, leaning down.

Then not a second later her lips pursed around Enterprise's left nipple, sucking on it. Enterprise shuddered powerfully and quelled the moan in her throat, tipping her head back; the act only encouraging the petite carrier to suck on her tit more. Her other hand wasn't idle and slipped under the waistband of Enterprise's skirt, diving down into her panties at the same time to tease her lower lips, relishing how Enterprise exhaled a ragged breath.

Popping her lips off her nipple Saratoga started kissing the top of her tit as well. Her flesh was warm, enticing her to kiss her tit more; grazing her lips along and then between her tits; smiling cheekily as she practically buried her face in Enterprise's bosom. Sighing in response Enterprise held the back of her head and buried her nose in Saratoga's hair, letting out soft, stilted grunts as the more petite carrier rubbed her off.

''Mn... Sara...'' Enterprise breathed shakily, kissing her head.

Tilting her head back up Saratoga cheekily tapped her lips, earning a rueful smile from Enterprise before the taller carrier leaned down and kissed her, their lips mashing together. It was a quick kiss, both drawing back after just a few moments, but the intimacy felt between them was the same. That intimacy remained even as Saratoga withdrew her hand and instead started groping Enterprise with both hands, using one thumb to rub around Enterprise's saliva-coated nipple and coaxing a soft groan out of the carrier, the sound muffled by the rock music playing in the bar.

Just then the song drew to a close, a few moments of silence reigning aside from the general murmur of conversation – when something more upbeat and techno came on, more fitting for a nightclub than a bar. The fast beat, the electronic strings; all of it got her heart thumping on a base level, resonating with her in a way. The distraction tempted her back from Enterprise's lips and made her lean back, pressing her back into the table – when she noticed the little ridges along the table. It was foldable.

That gave her an idea. Whispering a quick 'hold on' to her lover Saratoga climbed off of her lap and gathered their glasses, putting them on the floor and out of the way. With thinly-veiled eagerness the petite carrier then grasped the table, lifting the heavy wood until it folded over on itself, and then again folded until it was flush against the wall – two metal latches on either side keeping it pinned to the wall. Probably for cleaning the booths, she realised in the back of her mind.

'They're definitely gonna need some cleaning when we're done in here, hehehe~' Saratoga thought to herself mischievously.

Enterprise meanwhile watched her with a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty, still flushed in the face and with one tit out of her bra. ''Sara...?''

Smirking Saratoga twirled to face her lover, sparing one last look at the drawn-shut curtains... before with a wink at Enterprise she began to put on a show. Running her hands over herself she started swaying her hips, making sure to emphasis her petite curves by pressing her clothes flush against her skin. Her slender digits tickled the hem of her dress as she lifted it, exposing her bare stomach and pantyhose-clad waist, the outline of her pink panties visible through the material.

She let her dress drop a second later, putting her hands on her hips and jutting them out to the beat; relishing the undivided attention Enterprise gave her. Putting a finger to her lips she shushed her lover, grasping the hem of her dress one more time – and this time lifting it further. More tummy was exposed, her muscles taut as she kept dancing to the music, letting Enterprise see every part of her as she moved. Her other hand joined its sister and hauled her dress higher and higher, pulling it up – until soon it came over her head.

''Sara...'' Enterprise whispered, simultaneously shocked yet evidently aroused.

Saratoga didn't reply with words, instead tossing her dress onto the seat next to Enterprise and putting her back to her. Clad in just her pantyhose and bra she felt the lukewarm air of the bar brush over her skin, her cheeks warming, but the fact they were doing this in public only excited her more – tempting her to approach Enterprise. Every step put emphasis on her hips and oozed sensuality as she eased herself onto Enterprise's lap, a grin on her lips as she rocked her hips – giving her girlfriend a lap-dance.

And Enterprise clearly enjoyed that very much, her hands coming to settle on Saratoga's waist. The carrier smirked, running a hand through her hair and making it messy just so she could toss it over one shoulder; using that as an excuse to tip her head back and arch her back, presenting what little cleavage she had to Enterprise; her boobs just big enough to form a little. She didn't let the silver-haired woman look for long and quickly leaned back upright, sliding out of Enterprise's loose hold and twisting around.

''You like that?'' Saratoga whispered, swaying her hips and shaking her cute butt at Enterprise.

A hand on her ass told her what Enterprise thought, widening the grin on Saratoga's lips. Wordlessly the pink-haired carrier sat back down on Enterprise's lap, this time grinding back against her – rolling her hips in quick, smooth motions and enticing Enterprise to grind back; both of them practically dry-humping. The eroticism of the act turned them on more than any true friction, encouraging Saratoga to loop her arms around Enterprise's neck and lean back against her, feeling the taller carrier's boobs press against her back – until soon their lips met in an over-the-shoulder kiss.

''Mm... mmph~'' Saratoga dragged the kiss out, still rocking her hips and grinding on Enterprise's lap.

The kiss lasted a little longer, some hair-tugging making Enterprise shiver, before soon Saratoga loosened her hold and extradited herself from her lover's grip. Sensually as she could she rose back to her feet, hands going behind her back and unclipping her bra – before she twisted around on a heel. She kept her bra flush against her breasts, holding it there with crossed arms, but teasingly bent at the waist so Enterprise could get another peek. She loosened her hold, letting it fall a little, but again made sure Enterprise couldn't get a good look.

Then with a quiet giggle she straightened back up and shrugged it off of her shoulders, letting it fall. Without it there her small but shapely breasts were bared; nipples perky with excitement. Saratoga's show wasn't done yet though and she put more effort into her hips, dancing to the beat and letting Enterprise watch her – spicing it up by groping her own breasts or running her hands down into her pantyhose, not taking it off but tempting Enterprise with the prospect.

''Sara...'' The embarrassing want in Enterprise's voice made Saratoga blush.

And also encourage her. Thus with a sheepish giggle she peeled her black pantyhose down her legs in a single smooth motion, stepping out of it and leaving her in just her panties. She felt even more exposed, her eyes not straying from Enterprise as she saw the carrier look her over with open arousal, open want. The thought tempted Saratoga to hold her arms above her head, giggling quietly as she swayed her hips to the beat, slowing down and speeding up to keep in-tune.

Then with a little twist of her heels she turned around, presenting her smooth back to her lower and shapely behind; bending over to accentuate it. A hand groped her butt and she playfully swatted it away, twisting her torso and shaking her butt back at Enterprise, hooking both thumbs into her pink underwear and tugging them down just enough so that she could see her ass before tugging them back up. She turned back to face her and tugged her panties down more, giving her the barest peek of her pussy before denying her the full view, pulling her panties back up.

''Hehe~'' Carefully keeping her voice low Saratoga eased herself onto Enterprise's lap with her back facing her; cooing when the taller carrier slid her hands into her panties and pulled them down – several fingers rubbing her puffy lips. ''Myn... s-so eager...''

''Tease.'' Was Enterprise's to-the-point reply.

Saratoga just smiled, tilting her head back and connecting their lips in an over-the-shoulder kiss; their locked-lips helping seal her moan when Enterprise pushed two fingers inside her. The mere intrusion felt so much more erotic when they were doing this in public, an excited thrill curling in her chest and making her breathing heavier, enticing Enterprise's other hand to slide up and start groping her demure breasts.

Saratoga didn't resist, her breathing becoming heavier as her lover's fingers pumped into her womanhood, dipping in-and-out before pulling out and rubbing her folds side-to-side. The petite carrier sighed in bliss, consciously relaxing her muscles and making the stimulation all the more intense for it – her lips pursing to contain a moan when Enterprise pushed two fingers back inside her, the mere intrusion making her toes curl.

''Ah... E-Enty...'' Saratoga breathed, aroused.

Saratoga responded by kissing her cheek, then her neck – working her way down. It was harder for Saratoga to keep her voice to herself, her breathing shallow but quick as kisses tickled her neck and then her shoulder, working their way around to her nape. Each little kiss was firm but swift, working further up until Enterprise was kissing her jawline. Only then did Saratoga lean to the right, allowing them to kiss once more; lustfully making out as the silver-haired woman finger-fucked her.

She got wet embarrassingly fast; something about the whole setting awakening an exhibitionism kink within Saratoga. She tried to keep her voice to herself but little moans and stilted whimpers escaped all the same, her breathing quickening as Enterprise's fingers pumped into her faster, growing more confident with how they moved. Adjusting her hand slightly the taller carrier soon started teasing her clit with her thumb, rubbing the little nub about and leaving Saratoga gasping with pleasure.

''Ssh.'' Enterprise whispered. ''The music will only hide so much.''

Saratoga jerked her head in a nod, hurriedly grasping Enterprise by the hair and pulling her into rough, messy kiss; keeping it going as her lover got her off. The slender fingers explored her pussy with expert tease, all-too-familiar by this point to know where to rub for maximum pleasure. She stroked about, scissored her fingers apart, traced her clit and pressed down on the little nub; she pulled out every stop and left Saratoga melting on her lap.

Then with little warning she yanked her fingers back out, rubbing her quivering pussy lips and sending spasms rippling up Saratoga's back. Her breath caught in her throat, the heat in her crotch grew to a nerve-scorching peak, her toes curled and her mind whitened-

-and then the moment Enterprise jammed her fingers back inside her she went over the edge, convulsing in Enterprise's lap as she orgasmed. Pleasure seized through her in waves, jerking her hips forth and impaling herself onto Enterprise's slender fingers, only a string of laboured gasps escaping her.

Saratoga wasn't sure how long her orgasm lasted, only that when it ended she all but collapsed back against Enterprise, shuddering and panting for breath. Pleasurable aftershocks twitched through her, making her fingers curl and twitch insatiably, feeling jittery. Something that prompted Saratoga to shakily shift out of Enterprise's loose hold and slid down onto the floor, swallowing a breath and panting it back out as she stared up at her taller, bustier lover.

''Panties off.'' Saratoga breathed, lust still gleaming in her eyes.

Shivering Enterprise spared a look at the curtains... before with a quick nod she reached under her skirt and pulled them down. Black with a hint of lace they came off easily, tugged off of her ankles by Saratoga herself and allowing the more petite carrier to shift between Enterprise's thighs; nudging them further apart so she had better access to her pussy. Enterprise helped further, shifting closer until her butt rested on the very edge of the seat.

Saratoga rewarded her by burying her face deep between her thighs, her tongue dragged up the carrier's bare slit. She was already wet, sending a jolt of excitement through Saratoga and encouraging her to lick Enterprise's pussy more avidly, her tongue flicking up-and-down her slit with open eagerness – the stimulation so intense Enterprise had to cover her mouth, moaning quietly into it.

Emboldened by the sight Saratoga spread Enterprise's legs further apart, her eyes fluttering shut as she just focused on eating her lover out. The motions were oh so familiar by that point in time, her tongue moving with experienced ease whilst her hands kept Enterprise's long legs spread; her hands palming her thighs or groping them. Enterprise shuddered and tipped her head back at that, her moans becoming harder to contain – doubly so when Saratoga tilted her head up and licked her clit with quick side-to-side wiggles, moving her tongue in ways that left the taller carrier melting with pleasure.

''A-Ahh... myn...'' Enterprise shifted her right hand down on top of Saratoga's head, pushing her into her crotch. ''Keep going...''

Humming Saratoga replied by shifting down a little, two fingers laying on Enterprise's pussy lips and spreading her open more – allowing her tongue to lick around in quick circles, teasing a whimper out of Enterprise's throat. Without hesitation Saratoga kept it up, alternating between circular licks or faster, side-to-side wiggles with her tongue. She tasted her arousal and lapped it up hungrily, pushing her lover even further by bringing her other hand up and inserting two fingers inside her.

Wet flesh clamped down on her digits in an instant, earning a light grin from Saratoga as she responded by attacking Enterprise's clit, stroking it with quick licks of her tongue. The combination of both tongue and fingers was almost too much for Enterprise, the taller woman gripping onto her hair with shaky, hitched gasps, her eyes screwing tightly shut as she was pushed closer and closer to orgasm.

''S-Sara...!'' Enterprise gasped out.

Saratoga responded by pulling her fingers out and replacing it with her tongue; licking Enterprise's glistening sex with passion. She could taste her tangy-sweet arousal as she dragged her tongue up it, moving her head in tandem with her tongue and eating the silver-haired woman out even as she pulled on her pink locks, tongue-fucking the air from her lungs and making Enterprise light-headed and weak, her whimpers so tight yet so erotic.

Until finally Enterprise reached her peak. ''M-Myn!''

Fingers weaved through her pink locks and pulled it tight as Enterprise orgasmed; pleasure rippling through her in waves and sending tight spasms through her. Her shoulders convulsed, bending inwards before flexing back out, her back arching and her hips humping forth as she climaxed, staining the couch under her with her juices. Saratoga helped drag it out, licking her clit and making Enterprise whimper, the cute sound so rare it only made it more delightful to hear.

Slowly Enterprise loosened her hold on her hair and Saratoga pulled back; flashing a grin up at her lover and wiping her chin dry. For a long moment both of them just stared at one another, excitement and affection coursing through them... before laughter from one of the booths just a dozen feet away from them rung out; reminding them where they were. Intimacy could wait until they were back at their apartment.

With that in mind both hurriedly re-dressed before someone came to check on them; clothes thrown on and buttoned up within the minute until both looked like normal, albeit with a flush to their cheeks.

And after finishing their drinks the two hurriedly departed, not wanting anyone to notice the scent of sweat and sex lingering in the air.

Though when they got back to their rooms, they wasted little time picking up where they left off.

[END]