A/N: That feeling when this was requested a while ago, and by the time you finished it another Le Fantastique ship had been added. Ah well, another character to write getting ploughed into the sheets~
Additionally Le Malin and Le Terrible are using their sleepwear skins~
That aside, do enjoy~
Fantastique Trio
The Commander was quite close with his subordinates. Especially those of the Iris Libre and Vichya Dominion.
Perhaps because of that he spent a lot of time with them. He had tea with Cardinal Richelieu, indulged in some sweets with Dunkerque, counselled Jean Bart when she felt indecisive and needed a listening ear, and of course dutifully led all of them into battle. They adored him just as much he did them, and as such it wasn't uncommon for him to be invited over to their rooms for movies or just to chat, showing a level of closeness they wouldn't with any other officer.
As such when Le Triomphant came by and invited him over to a sleepover with her sisters Le Malin and Le Terrible, he wasn't all that caught off-guard; accepting the offer with a smile. He was particularly close with the three girls, initially because he'd been interested in their famed high speed and powerful guns, but gradually that evolved into being interested in them personally. Le Triomphant's graceful elegance that hid a shy flower, Le Malin's dutifulness that disguise the lazybones she really was, and Le Terrible's mystique that endeared his curiosity, much to Le Terrible's amusement.
The Commander shook his head then, dismissing the thought with a wry smile. Sometimes he actually wondered if Le Terrible had anything to hide, or if she was just leading him on for the fun of it. It would be amusing if her grand secret was something trivial, like she was secretly a comic book fan or something.
The amusing thought circled around in the Commander's mind as he walked down the length of the dormitory, passing by other ships and giving them light-hearted greetings. It was late by this point, the clock ticking past eight and several people already in bed so they could rest before their early-morning sorties, whilst others were on the ground floor in the common area having fun, leaving just a handful to walk the upper halls of the building. Small mercies the thick walls were soundproof; he doubted anyone would be able to sleep otherwise.
Dispelling the thought from his mind he slowed to a stop in front of Le Triomphant's door, and knocked.
He didn't have to wait more than a few moments before he heard quick footsteps, the twist of the lock – and then with a click the door swung open inwards, revealing the smiling visage of Le Triomphant. The Destroyer had forgone her usual elegant outfit for a more appropriate white, backless sweater, fitting her petite frame snugly.
''Good evening, Commander.'' With an elegance he'd come to expect from Le Triomphant she stepped to one side, welcoming him in. ''We were just getting ready to start.''
Smiling he hummed an acknowledgement, wandering inside. The room was brightly lit by the light overhead, allowing his eyes to sweep over the sky-blue walls and darker blue carpets, noticing the various bits of memorabilia and trinkets on the bookshelf at the far wall or on the windowsill, the white curtains drawn shut. Only two beds were presented – hosting Le Malin and Le Triomphant whilst Le Terrible slept in another room – but instead of them being pushed together or anything, they were instead pushed a little further apart. Between them an array of pillows and blankets had been set up to form a crude bed, a blanket draped directly over it to form a roof and making a little cubby-hole with the TV directly opposite it.
Idly the Commander laid down the plastic bag he carried in his off-hand, withdrawing his pyjamas from it and slipping into the adjoined bathroom at Le Triomphant's direction – leaving it up to the blonde to hand out the snacks he'd brought with him. Even from inside the bathroom, the door locked, he could hear Le Malin start gobbling them up, followed swiftly by Le Triomphant trying to restrain her. He chuckled at the mental image.
'Hopefully she manages to. I'd rather not all the snacks be eaten before I get a few.' He thought wryly to himself.
Dispelling the thought the Commander swiftly stripped out of his usual uniform and slung on a pair of fluffy grey pyjama pants and a loose black shirt, spending a moment to fold his uniform and leave it by the door before returning to the main room. Mercifully Le Triomphant had succeeded in subduing Le Malin; her arms crossed as she sat on her sister's back, keeping the pitifully-whimpering Le Malin pinned to the floor – the bowl of snacks just out of reach.
''I see you girls had fun while I was gone.'' The Commander remarked amusedly.
''Heh.'' Le Terrible smirked. ''You could say that.''
The eyepatch-wearing sister had also dressed-down, wearing a ruffled white camisole and a pair of shorts, revealing a lot more skin than she usually displayed. Le Malin was in the same boat, donning a white nightgown that seemed almost translucent if he stared enough, though he consciously avoided doing such a thing. Instead he walked around one of the beds and manoeuvred between the girls, flashing a slight smile at Le Malin and nudging the bowl of snacks close with his foot. A grateful thanks answered him... before she promptly started gobbling the snacks up.
Le Triomphant sighed and got off her sister at that. ''You're lucky the Commander brought extra snacks, Le Malin.''
The slovenly Destroyer said something in response, but it was garbled by the food currently being shoved into her mouth.
Chuckling the Commander shifted down under the little makeshift tent, the blanket tickling the top of his head as he shifted back until he was leaning against the mountain of pillows against the wall. Le Terrible joined him after a second, smirking at him for some reason, but she looked away before he could ask why. Probably plotting something, he realised in the back of his mind, but chased away the thought as Le Triomphant stuck the DVD on and started the movie proper.
Once that was done she quickly hurried under the tent and took her spot to his left, flashing him a shy smile before resting against him; leaving Le Malin to feast on the snacks for the time being.
X-x-X
A good few hours passed.
The time flew faster than the Commander realised it. One movie ended and the sequel was slapped on right after, the action flick filled with explosions, car chases, and explosive car chases. Le Malin watched it with sparkling eyes the whole time, necessitating Le Triomphant giving her a good kick in the butt so she didn't get any ideas, all whilst Le Terrible watched with an amused sort of smile, still toiling away with her own mischievous ideas.
Throughout the movies though the Commander noticed how the three Destroyers kept glancing up at him when they thought he wasn't looking. How they fidgeted when he paid the more attention, how they leaned more into his embraces or cuddled up to him at the slightest excuse. The intimacy wasn't entirely new but the affection was, piquing his curiosity more and more – until soon, he had to voice it.
''So... am I missing something, or am I looking into it too much?''
He said it musingly, directed at none of them in particular and with his gaze still on the TV, but he felt more than saw Le Triomphant tense momentarily before blushing shamefully, looking off to one side. Le Malin was sprawled by his feet so he couldn't see her reaction, but he heard Le Terrible hum; drawing his gaze over to the more mature Destroyer.
''Hm... what if I told you we all held feelings for you, and this sleepover was just an excuse to make my sisters confess?''
The Commander blinked in surprise. ''Huh.''
''Y'know, something more than a 'huh' would be nice.'' Le Terrible quipped wryly.
He blushed lightly at that, uttering a soft apology and looking over at Le Malin, then Le Triomphant. ''She's being serious?''
''...Mm.'' Hesitantly Le Triomphant agreed. ''I personally have held feelings for you since... since the day we met, honestly. The love you treat us with, the kindness you show our fellows, it's hard not to fall for a man such as yourself. Le Terrible feels the same, even if she's too embarrassed to admit it.''
A sheepish chuckle came from the aforementioned Destroyer, confirming that.
''And you, Le Malin?'' The Commander turned his gaze on the slovenly Destroyer sitting up by his feet, her own cheeks tinged red.
''...yeah. I wouldn't ask to sleep under your desk so often if I didn't.'' The pale-haired Destroyer remarked, an awkward smile on her face as she scratched her cheek. ''I'd considered trying to be sneaky and undo your pants, but I had a feeling you'd be unhappy with me, eheh...''
His cheeks warmed at the admission, a light sigh escaping him. ''You bet I would have. Doing such a thing while I'm working...''
''S-So...'' Le Triomphant cleared her throat, trying and failing to look composed. ''D-Do you accept our-''
''It's not a formal letter, Triomphant.'' Le Terrible flatly called out.
''W-Well what else am I supposed to say?!''
''Ehh, just relax and wait, or somethin' like that~'' Le Malin languidly replied.
The Commander looked between the three sisters, the little sisterly squabble giving him some sorely-needed clarity. ''...I'm not sure if I could choose between you, if I am being honest here.''
''That's fine.'' Le Terrible said, cheeks pink as she looked up at him. ''If you'd have us, we'd be willing to share you. We're sisters anyway, it wouldn't be too weird.''
''Yes, she's right.'' Le Triomphant coughed into her hand, composing herself. ''So, um...''
She fell silent, fidgeting as she ran out of things to say. In the dim light of the bedroom, only the TV illuminating them, she looked all the more endearing; shoulders back, head down, blue eyes peering up at him through strands of blonde hair. So endearing in fact that the Commander soon leaned down, his lips tickling her own – before he dove in and kissed her. The squeak that fled her throat was muffled by the kiss but he heard it all the same, enticing him to caress her cheek to soothe her.
Le Triomphant remained frozen for a single second... and then all but melted into the kiss. One note shy of moaning the Destroyer reciprocated wholeheartedly, pushing her lips back against his own and wrapping her arms around him, leaning up slightly and prompting him to instinctively lay a hand on her lower back – feeling smooth skin beneath his fingertips. His hand went a little too far down as he drew the kiss out, the tip of his fingers poking her butt, the waistband of her panties halfway down her rear.
The thought prompted him to pull back from the kiss at last, exhaling a heavy breath and gulping a fresh one in, locking eyes with Le Triomphant who was as breathless as he was. ''Triomphant...''
''Heh. Any more smooches for the rest of us, Commander~?''
The teasing words drew his attention over to Le Terrible, his hold on Le Triomphant loosening as he straightened back up – incidentally giving Triomphant a moment to gather her wits after such an intense first kiss. Unheeding of that fact the Commander shifted his gaze onto Le Terrible, his cheeks pinkening as the Destroyer boldly climbed onto his lap, snaked one hand up into his hair and then dove down, mashing her lips against his own with more passion than he expected from her.
His surprise wore off after a mere second though, his hands settling on her hips. He pulled her close and she smiled into the kiss, dragging the moment out for as long as their lungs would allow. When the need to breathe finally became too much they parted with a mutual gasp, staring at one another – before Le Terrible stole a second kiss, quicker than the last but no less arousing. He groaned into it, his hands starting to roam over her petite body; settling on her ass and giving it a firm squeeze.
''Mm... handsy~'' Le Terrible smirked as she drew back from the kiss.
The Commander hummed, keeping his right hand on her ass even as his left moved onto her stomach, nudging her back to make room. Understanding why Le Terrible didn't protest; sitting off to his right and pushing her rear into his hand – and not a moment later Le Malin crawled up his legs, cheeks pink but with a gleam of want in her eyes. All too familiar with that want the Commander reached out and caressed her cheek, halting her advance as embarrassment overtook all other thought processes.
'So cute.' The way he could reduce Le Malin to a silent, blushing mess was equal parts endearing... and arousing.
Acting upon the latter the Commander withdrew his hand from under Le Terrible and sat upright, grasping Le Malin by the hip and pulling her right onto his lap. From so close her burning cheeks were more apparent; colouring her pale skin a red hue and enticing him to slide his left hand down, dragging his thumb across her lips. Then with little warning he moved his thumb out of the way and leaned down, claiming her lips in a sudden, passionate kiss.
Le Malin utterly melted into it. Going slack she didn't even raise her arms, simply mewling into his mouth and kissing him back as best she could, encouraging him to hold onto her petite frame more firmly. He drew the kiss out, savouring every second of lip-contact and memorising how soft they felt in his mind – before introducing his tongue into the mix. Pushing past her lips he invaded her mouth with ease, her teeth parting submissively for him and letting his tongue find hers and wrestle with it, the lewd French-kiss coaxing a moan from the Destroyer's throat.
Then with a heavy exhale they drew apart; a string of saliva hanging between their tongues and their gazes locked onto one another, both equally aroused and out-of-breath.
''Mn...?'' Being on his lap Le Malin was the first to notice a distinct bulge in his pants. ''Commander... hehe, you perv~''
The Commander's cheeks reddened slightly but he didn't deny that, merely smiling wryly. Le Malin responded by sliding a hand down between their bodies and palming at his crotch, groping his cock through his sleeping shorts until she had a firmer hold on it – tugging on it. The movement was short and rough but easily coaxed a groan out of him; lust bubbling hotter as he looked between the three girls, once again reminded of how much skin they were showing; and how easy it'd be to get their clothes off.
Le Terrible clicked her tongue, waving a finger at him. ''Tsk, lust is a terrible sin Commander...''
A smirk then curled at her lips. ''...but luckily for you, I'm feeling particularly sinful today~''
Punctuating those words Le Terrible hooked her fingers under her top – and then took it off. It came up over her head and fluttered onto the pillow next to her, baring her small, shapely breasts to him without a lick of hesitation. Warmth darkened her cheeks when he stared, his gaze tracing her pinkish nipples and defined ribs, his lust throbbing all the hotter until soon he reached out and looped an arm around her waist, pulling her in close.
Their lips met suddenly and passionately, the kiss devouring Le Terrible's aroused hum. The kiss lasted all of a few seconds before they drew apart, and without missing a beat the Commander leaned down and took her left nipple into his mouth; sucking hungrily on her tit and coaxing a moan up her throat, the sound soft and sweet. It encouraged him, tempting him to swirl his tongue around the perky nub and shift his hand down at the same time, copping a feel of her ass.
He didn't forget about Le Triomphant either though. Reaching out with his other hand he looped his arm around her and pulled her flush against his side, her cute squeak tempting him to lean back from Le Terrible's chest and glance over at the more demure blonde, relishing the flustered blush burning her cheeks. She looked up at him then, lips parting to speak only to fail to find the words; prompting him to lean down and claim her lips instead in a much-desired kiss.
''Ah- mm...'' Le Triomphant slowly relaxed into it, a little moan escaping her when he sneaked his top down the back of her backless sweater, rubbing her lower back and poking her butt. ''Mn... Commander...''
Drawing back from the kiss he held her gaze until she squirmed, her embarrassment only endearing him to her more. Le Malin on the other hand was quick to regain his attention by shuffling partway down his legs and hooking her slender fingers into his pyjama bottoms – and without missing a beat she yanked them down. His boxers came down with them, revealing his swollen cock in all its glory and earning a gasp from Le Triomphant, a coo from Le Terrible, and sparkling eyes from Le Malin.
Without delay Le Malin laid herself down across his right leg, grabbing his dick roughly and earning a hiss from him. She paused at that, adjusting her hold a little and starting to pump it; growing more confident with he gave her an approving grunt. Emboldened by that Le Malin shuffled in closer and started licking the tip of his dick, utterly shameless in her eagerness as she wetted the tip with her spit and spiced it up with delighted kisses that tickled his cock.
''Heh. Make some room.'' Shuffling out of his hold Le Terrible joined his sister on his other leg, a bit smug as she leaned down and started kissing the right side of his shaft – prompting Le Malin to attend to the left.
The double blow-job was an entirely new feeling to the Commander; a moan escaping his throat as he felt two pair of lips kiss along his cock and tease it with licks and exhaled breaths, lust throbbing up his shaft in response. Though both clearly hadn't done this before they made up for it with eagerness, their soft pink lips grazing along his girth and kissing whenever they felt like it, working their way up his dick in unison until they reached the head.
There they fought over it; both trying to take it into their mouth at the same time and ending up kissing. They pulled back, momentarily surprised, but with vigour Le Malin dove back in and Le Terrible met her halfway, both of them practically kissing with his cock caught between their mouths. Tongues extended and slithered over his length, wrestling with each other's tongue with his dick caught in the crossfire, their tongues tussling over and around his cock.
''D-Dammit...'' The Commander breathed out, shuddering. It felt so much more intense than he expected; their hot, wet tongues teasing the tip of his dick relentlessly.
Movement though drew his gaze back onto Le Triomphant, and he got an idea – prompting him to kiss her on the cheek and lean in until his lips brushed against her ear. ''Take your sweater off.''
''C-Commander?'' Le Triomphant blushed scarlet, gazing at him in adorable embarrassment. ''I-I...''
A kiss to her cheek silenced her, and with a shy sort of whimper Le Triomphant's resistance crumbled. Without a word the blonde shuffled back a little and hooked her fingers into the hem of her backless sweater, pulling it up her waist and over her head, her cheeks aflame as she bared her body to him – small, perky breasts uncovered and letting him admire her petite figure in full, only a pair of simple white panties to hug her hips.
He wanted to see what laid beneath those too, though. Cupping her clothed crotch he rubbed her through it, earning a soft mewl from Le Triomphant and tempting her to cup his cheek, pulling him into a kiss. They moaned into each other's mouths, her voice rising in pitch when he hooked a thumb into the back of her underwear and tugged them down her butt, allowing him to give her butt a firm grope. She squirmed, flustered, but her own arousal won and she hurriedly shoved her panties down, awkwardly trying to keep the kiss going as she yanked them off of her legs.
Le Triomphant managed, and by the time they broke off the kiss she was completely naked in front of him, cheeks burning scarlet.
With a grunt the Commander laid back against the pillows behind him as flat as possible, both his hands caressing her hips. ''Sit on my face.''
Le Triomphant knew where he was going, a shiver of excitement travelling up her spine even as she complied, straddling his face. Pulling her down his tongue went to work the moment she was close enough; lashing at her smooth folds and coaxing a squeak out of Le Triomphant – a squeak that swiftly melted into a throaty moan, her back stiffening as he dragged his wet appendage along her slit.
The others weren't idle either though. Finally Le Malin won out and gobbled his cock up, shamelessly taking half of his cock into her mouth before sucking back up to the tip; bobbing her head eagerly. Left with nothing to do Le Terrible watched for an annoyed second... before an idea came to mind and the Destroyer put a hand on the back of Le Malin's head – and then shoved her sister down, making her deep-throat him.
''Ghk-?!''
The Commander moaned sharply in pleasure, his fingers digging into Le Triomphant's narrow waist as he felt wet warmth engulf his member. Slippery saliva clung to his shaft even as Le Malin sucked back up to the tip, coughing lightly, but without missing a beat she was shoved right back down his dick – the process repeating itself faster and faster as the Destroyer got used to sucking him off so roughly, turning her mouth into little more than an onahole for his cock.
Shuddering at the heavenly feeling the Commander refocused on Le Triomphant, wiggling his tongue side-to-side and coaxing a shaky mewl from the blonde on his face. Shifting his right hand around her spread her open with two fingers, exposing the quivering pink flesh within and tongued her with lust-fuelled vigour. He wiggled his tongue around, he swirled it, he moved it about wildly and made Le Triomphant's mind utterly melt with the pleasure, her trembling moans and sharp squeaks filling the bedroom.
''Gh- ghk- ugk- haah!'' Le Malin inhaled a heavy breath as she finally pulled back from his dick; coughing. ''Guh... don't do that.''
''Don't act like you didn't like it.'' Le Terrible teased, leaning down and caressing his cock between her lips.
The Commander moaned as he intimately felt the Destroyer's lips glide down his cock, the movement much more refined and graceful than Le Malin's deep-throating. She took him in nearly all the way before sucking back up to the tip, smearing her spit along his cock as she wet and lubing him with it, making every suck a slurp. It coaxed waves of heat up his cock, each more inviting than the last and leaving him throbbing against her tongue.
Resisting the enthralling heat the Commander kept eating Le Triomphant out, tasting her pussy with every lustful lick. He spiced things up as best he could; pulling his tongue back just to kiss her inner-thighs or smooch her pelvis, he inserted several fingers and pumped them between her glistening folds and licked her clit – all manner of lewd acts that easily made her cry out with pleasure, her sweet voice ringing in his ears.
Until soon the wet warmth gliding along his cock became too much to resist – and with a gasp, he blew his load in Le Terrible's mouth. The Destroyer grunted, pursing her lips near the base and pressing her tongue against the underside of his cock, coaxing out spurt after spurt of semen. She grabbed him by the balls and squeezed all the more out of him, humming around his length and letting not a drop spill past her lips.
''Ohh...'' Moaning the Commander grasped Le Triomphant by the thighs and lifted her up and off his face, relishing how she shuddered and whimpered.
Shakily the blonde shifted onto the mound of pillows to his left, gasping and shaking, but his gaze turned onto Le Terrible as she slurped her lips up and off of his cock – smirking smugly at him. Not a moment later Le Malin dove in and kissed her sister, shoving her tongue inside her mouth and stealing the cum on her tongue – prompting Le Terrible to shamelessly tongue-wrestle back, the two swapping his cum as they made out in front of him.
Moments later they broke apart, gulping in unison and shuddering. The Commander relished the sight, lust still coursing through his veins and keeping him rock-hard despite the pleasant ache travelling along his cock; his shaft refusing to go soft.
Something Le Terrible noticed. ''Heh. Someone's eager to continue.''
''Obviously.'' The Commander murmured, shifting upright; the top of the tent brushing against his head. ''You up for it?''
Le Terrible's casual smirk told him she was, and the lack of denials from the other two Destroyers only confirmed that.
The Commander turned his gaze down onto Le Triomphant, wordlessly shifting back a little and tugging her hips closer; moving her so she was in his position back against the pillows. The blonde blushed but eagerly complied, shifting until she was comfortable and smiling up at him with a mixture of happiness and excitement; her puffy folds glistening with want. However he left her waiting for a little bit longer; turning his gaze onto Le Malin and Le Terrible as the two Destroyers shuffled over onto either side of Le Triomphant; Le Malin on the left and Le Terrible on the right.
He had just one order for them. ''Strip.''
Pink cheeks answered him, but without missing a beat both Destroyers obeyed. Le Malin's nightgown came up over her head, pulling her hair up with it until it inevitably spilled back down around her shoulders, necessitating her pushing it out of the way. She didn't wear a bra underneath and her silky white panties came off easily; both legs raised and her panties tugged off them swiftly, leaving her utterly naked. Le Terrible took even less time, merely bending her legs a little and pulling her sleeping shorts down; kicking them off and leaving them on the floor somewhere behind him.
And with their absence, the three Destroyers were left completely nude before him. He took a moment to appreciate their petite forms; admiring the details of their figures. From Le Terrible's plumpish breasts to Le Triomphant's narrow waist to Le Malin's smooth, creamy thighs; all of them were beautiful in their own right. To see them laid back against the pillows just waiting for him to put his cock in them only turned him on more.
Pushing the thought from his mind the Commander finally grasped his sensitive cock, shifting between Le Triomphant's petite thighs. Her smile became a touch nervous but she didn't resist; anxiously waiting as he rubbed the head of his cock along her folds – a moan escaping her when he teasingly slapped the head of his cock against them, the wet smacks sounding so much more lewd. In the background the movie kept playing, explosions and chatter going on, but all he heard in that moment was their breathing.
Until soon he guided the head down, let the tip in – and finally pushed inside Le Triomphant.
'Oh fuck she's tight-!'
Pure pleasure rushed down his sensitive length as her walls pressed down on him snugly, the pressure tight as a vice. Her walls were slippery with arousal as well, allowing him to sink deeper into the Destroyer's tight sex; inch after inch of his dick disappearing between her folds and earning a whimper from Le Triomphant herself, her lips pursed as he took her first time. Only when he was two-thirds of the way in did he stop; exhaling a heavy breath and staying still, giving her a moment to adjust.
At the same time he turned his gaze onto the other two Destroyers. Wordlessly he shifted his hands off of Le Triomphant's hips and between Le Malin and Le Terrible's legs, stroking their slits and earning twin moans from the two sisters; their legs opening a little to give him more room, his fingers gliding along their smooth folds. With little warning he curled his fingers and slowly pushed two inside each of them; earning a mewl from Le Malin and a silent shudder from Le Terrible, the two nude sisters shivering.
''Myn... Commander...'' Le Triomphant breathed, gazing up at him. ''Y-You can move now.''
Breathing out an agreement the Commander slowly reared his hips back, pulling partway out of her tight vice before gently burying himself back inside her. He hissed at how she tightened up, her oppressively-hot walls clamping down on him and forcing him to take it slow as he slowly pumped in-and-out of her, helping her get used to having something so big inside her. As he moved his fingers plunged rhythmically into the other two Destroyers as well, fingering mewls out of them as he moved.
His focus remained primarily on Le Triomphant, however. He kept a close eye on her reactions, relishing how she pursed her lips, containing a moan for all of a few seconds before letting loose a shaky moan, squirming back into the pillows from the pleasure. Her shoulders rolled and her back arched, lifting it off the pillows momentarily before she went slack once more, her modest bust heaving with the hurriedly-inhaled breath.
The Commander gazed lower at their joined parts, lust blazing within him as he watched his cock disappear inside the Destroyer; her puffy lips grazing his shaft as he buried himself in her. The erotic sight coupled with the fiery heat clamping down on him instinctively made him pick up the pace, something primal awakening inside him as he pumped stronger into her, burying himself in more and more – until he was up to the hilt inside her, his pelvis pressing against her own.
Le Triomphant let out a little gasp at that. ''A-Ah! Commander... oh g-gosh...''
The Commander responded with a particularly rough thrust; hilting inside her deflowered pussy and fucking a moan out of Le Triomphant, her whole body tightening up for a brief second before she relaxed; the cycle repeating when he buried himself back inside her. The sound of slapping flesh began to join the slew of heavy breaths and laboured moans escaping them, his cock getting wet with her honey as it speared between her nether lips and rubbed against spots her own fingers could never hope to reach.
He didn't forget about his other two lovers though. Glancing to the left he admired Le Malin as the Destroyer spread her legs as far apart as she could with him in the way, her shin running up his left side in her efforts. He paid her back by pulling his fingers out and rubbing circles on her sex, relishing how it made her seize up and pull a pillow into her face; moaning happily as he touched her in such a lewd manner.
Le Terrible was more composed, her breathing fast and hard as she kept her legs just far apart enough for him to jam his fingers into her, but not so much so she was banging knees with Le Triomphant – though they way she stared at him with half-lidded eyes full of want betrayed how much she was holding back, how much she resisted the urge to just jump his bones and ride him to climax. He flicked her clit in response to the idea, making her toes curl and her breathing briefly hitch.
Tightening flesh around his cock though made him groan; pleasure pulsing down his shaft. ''Crap, Triomphant...!''
Needy mewls answered him; her legs wrapping around his lap and pulling him into her pussy faster. Grunting in acknowledgement he withdrew his hands from Le Terrible and Le Malin, planting them on either side of Le Triomphant and picking up the pace. She squealed, voice rising in pitch as his pelvis slammed against her own, burying his cock all the way inside her and doing so forcefully, hitting her innermost parts with such force it rippled up her whole body.
Clawing hands grabbed his shoulders, fumbling – and in a heartbeat Le Triomphant yanked him down into a kiss. The Commander groaned into it, tilting his head slightly and dragging the kiss out even as he railed the Destroyer raw, her inviting heat massaging his length and her legs locking tighter around his waist, preventing him from pulling out. The desire was obvious and he made no move to resist it, a throaty groan bubbling up from his chest as he kept ploughing her into the pillows, heat rushing up his length, burning the tip-
''MMPH~!''
-until with a muted squeal of pleasure fled Le Triomphant's lips, her vaginal walls clamping tightly around his cock as she orgasmed. The sudden pressure proved too much and he climaxed in an instant; spurting his seed across her walls before slamming balls-deep inside her, pouring his profuse load into her innermost parts and undoubtedly knocking the petite Ship-Girl up, her clenching walls milking rope after rope of semen from his shaft.
Tense the Commander remained still, his lips leaving Le Triomphant's and allowing a heavy gasp to escape them both. Their foreheads rested together, their heavy breaths intermixing between their lips and their eyes gazing straight into each other's – briefly forgetting her sisters, only each other mattering in that moment. Eventually though the Commander came down from his orgasmic high and leaned back; releasing a low groan as he pulled his cock from her slippery sex until the tip sprung free; a deluge of cum swift to flow from her thoroughly-fucked pussy.
''A-Ah...'' Hypersensitive from her orgasm Le Triomphant could barely touch between her legs without shuddering. ''That was... incredible...''
''Heh. Good to know.'' Le Terrible teased, earning a breathless pout from Le Triomphant. He had a feeling if she wasn't still coming down from her high she'd have blushed scarlet from the comment.
The Commander's attention fixated itself on Le Malin however as the white-haired Destroyer made her move; boldly crawling up to him and throwing her arms around him, kissing him full on the lips. Surprised but aroused the Commander returned it after nary a second of pause; one hand settling on her perky rear and giving it a firm squeeze as they kissed, coaxing a mewl in return from Le Malin. She pushed her body against him, her wet pussy grinding against his bare thigh and leaving it sticky with her arousal.
Prompting the Commander to shift both hands to her ass and nudge her upright, making her kneel above his knee and allowing him to cup her pussy; rubbing her off. She was absolutely dripping wet, her want oh so apparent and enticing him to tease her a little, his fingers rubbing circles on her pussy and earning a whimper of want from Le Malin, her knees trembling under her. He was almost tempted to start fingering her but he had a feeling he could make her cum in moments just by doing that, given how close she obviously was.
''Move over here.'' Thusly the Commander withdrew his hand, instead nudging Le Malin a little out of the makeshift tent.
The white-haired Destroyer didn't hesitate to agree, cheeks rosy as she got on all fours at his request. Naked and flush with sweat she cast an arousing figure, her peachy butt bare to him and enticing him to lean down and plant a teasing kiss on it – earning a rosy blush from Le Malin herself. However the Destroyer's need outweighed her embarrassment, prompting her to shake her ass and mewl wantingly, only one step shy of asking to be fucked.
The Commander didn't need much more encouragement than that; getting behind Le Malin and stroking his cock back to full hardness, throbbing with evident want. Only then did he guide his cock down to her lower lips, rubbing the head along her wet slit and teasing a moan out of her – and then at last he pushed forth. Her puffy lips parted and his cock penetrated her in a single smooth thrust, sending a sharp shudder spasming through Le Malin, a soft whimper soon tumbling past her pursed lips.
''Mn.'' Grunting the Commander grabbed her hips; pushing himself nice and deep inside her. She was tight, as expected, though she handled him a little better than Le Triomphant had – no doubt thanks to how wet she was.
Pausing for a good few moments he let her get used to the feeling, and only when she peeked back at him and mumbled a flustered 'go ahead' did the Commander start to pull out. Gasps answered him, quick and stilted – and rising in pitch as he buried himself back inside Le Malin, her voice cracking in her attempt to contain it. Emboldened by the sound the Commander did it again, his glistening-wet shaft plunging back into her and his pelvis audibly clapping her ass, bucking the Destroyer forward a bit before she pushed herself back onto his length, not wanting him to slip out.
Taking that as a good sign the Commander continued to move, pumping himself into her more firmly, building up a rhythm. Her insides clenched around his length and gripped him ever so tightly, but never enough to stop him from pulling out and slide back inside her – intimately feeling her walls cling to him the whole time. Every little tensing of muscle made her tighten up, brief or sharp as it was, and when she clenched down just under the head of his cock the pleasure he felt was immense, easily coaxing a moan out of him.
''F-Fuck...'' The Commander swore, lust in his eyes as he stared at Le Malin's bare back – admiring her slender shoulders and defined shoulder-blades, the latter emphasised when she arched her back.
Which she did just then; tempting his hands away from her hips and onto her shoulders. Le Main squeaked in surprise, the sound escalating into a cute moan as he gripped said shoulders more tightly – his thrusts becoming rougher at the same time. He positively slammed into her, scraping his cock between her tight walls and thumping the head against her innermost parts, as if banging on her cervix with every buck of his hips.
''Oh- guh- ah- my- stom- ach- ah- f-feels- numb- ah-'' Disjointed, slurred words tumbled out of Le Malin as he firmly pounded her, the rhythmic slap of flesh a constant in their ears. ''O-Ohh... m-my pus-... my... so hot...''
In response the Commander picked up the pace, groaning with lust as he did shorter, faster thrusts – foregoing firmness for roughness. Le Malin squealed in response, her heat clamping down on him and her head bowing; every thrust making her ass jiggle and her shoulders spasm beneath his fingertips. He kept a firm hold on them regardless, entering her twice a second and soon railing a stuttering cry out of her, pleasure taking its hold.
''A-Ah! Yes, yes t-that's it! Harder!'' Le Malin cried out, words becoming jumbled over themselves in her haste. ''A-Ah, don't stop, don't stop don't stop don't stop d-don't- AHH~!''
Until with a sharp, blissful squeal Le Malin reached orgasm – cumming on his cock. Her womanhood smothered him with its heat, her muscles tightening around his throbbing girth and forcing a strained moan from the Commander's throat, his hips still slamming him balls-deep into her. He could feel her spasm, hear her nearly scream as he kept railing her mid-orgasm, all of it pushing him to his own end.
And then with a shout he slammed deep into her and came. A torrential tirade of cum filled her in a single thick gush, cutting Le Malin's voice short as it caught in her throat; her knees giving out and sending her flat onto her front. The Commander remained deep inside her, pressing down on the petite Destroyer even as he lustfully filled her with his semen; every tight grip of her walls squeezing out another hot dollop of cum to fill her womb with.
Gradually the intense rush waned and the his orgasm slowed, until with a soft grunt the Commander pulled out. Le Malin moaned dumbly into the carpet in response, laid flat on her stomach and oozing a cupful of cum, her legs spread just enough for him to see the thick waterfall of white leak out and stain the carpet.
''Might've overdone it a little there...'' The Commander murmured; more to himself than anything else.
Le Terrible answered all the same, a tinge of smugness to her tone. ''I'd rather you do us rough than treat us like delicate little flowers.''
The Commander turned his focus onto Le Terrible at that, watching as the Destroyer confidently crawled towards him, tempting him to shift to one side and lean back against one of the beds. Approval gleamed in her eyes and she slowed; shifting onto his lap with a casualness that carefully hid the lust coursing through her. The mask wore away that much faster when he grabbed her ass, caressing her shapely behind and pulling her flush against his cock; his erect length pressing against her pussy.
Lust shined in Le Terrible's sole visible eye, her tongue slipping out just to lick her lips, anticipation evident. Wordlessly the Destroyer dug her knees into the carpet and raised herself up above his length, one hand landing on his shoulder whilst her other grasped his dick and guided him to her entrance, staring into his eyes the whole time – and a powerful shudder rippled through her body as she lowered herself down onto his shaft.
''Mrn...'' Le Terrible pursed her lips, struggling a little as she took inch after inch inside herself – and then let out a relieved sigh as she finally got him all the way inside her; stretching her sex with his size. ''Heh... no wonder you turned my sisters into mush with this thing~''
The Commander took the compliment in stride, grasping her hips and helping lift her up – before promptly pulling her back down. A hot moan answered him, her walls pressing down on his shaft and constricting him lovingly, the lust in her sole visible eye matched by the love she so clearly felt for him. Love that she conveyed by leaning in, one hand caressing his nape before promptly connecting her lips against his in a passionate kiss; biting his bottom lip and making him groan.
Chuckling against his lips Le Terrible kissed him again, her movements picking up as she got used to the foreign intrusion between her thighs; moaning as she felt him fill her up. The Commander on the other hand let his hands explore; running them up to her chest and groping her plumpish breasts with abandon, fondling them like this would be the last chance he'd get to touch them. Le Terrible approved; her low coo tickling his lips before she promptly kissed him once more.
''Mn, ah, hah...'' Lustful little grunts interspersed every kiss, warmth enveloping his cock every time she dropped down to the base – moans soon tickling his lips. ''Mm... Commander...''
The Commander responded by grasping her waist, lifting her and pulling her down more actively – spearing her down onto his cock just as he bucked his hips up. Le Terrible tightened around him, a moan catching in her throat before it soon escaped as a whimper, her head lolling to one side and enticing the Commander to dive down and attack her neck with a slew of kisses. The Destroyer held onto him with both hands, insides clamping around him, but he was doing the moving now; hauling her up-and-down onto his shaft.
And soon Le Terrible's composure cracked; moans spilling past her lips freely as he hilted himself inside her narrow pussy, every clench of her walls wringing moans up out of his throat. Fatigue ached at his hips but sheer lust kept him going, their pelvises smacking together as he went balls-deep in her time and time again. The Destroyer refused to be entirely idle though and leaned in, their lips mashing together in a messy, sloppy kiss that only fuelled their mutual orgasms, the heat in their joined parts becoming so intense their muscles locked up and their movements became hurriedly, focused on naught but jamming their parts together and extracting every bit of pleasure they could.
''C-Commander...!'' Breaking off the kiss Le Terrible buried her face into his neck, gasping against his flesh – and then seized up. ''Mn!''
Scolding warmth seized around his length, tight and inviting – and with a moan the Commander unloaded inside her. Thick ropes of cum painted her walls white, every clench of her insides coaxing out another thick dollop of semen that reached her innermost parts, possibly knocking her up in the process. Neither paid the prospect any mind though, lost in their mutual highs and just holding one another, relishing the moment.
''Mn...'' Shifting slightly Le Terrible relaxed, making no move to get off his dick. ''Let's just stay like this... for a moment, Commander...''
The Commander hummed an agreement, one hand coming to rest on her head and play with her hair – idly watching the movie whilst Le Terrible rested her cheek on his shoulder, her two sisters soon joining them.
From that night on they'd all be a lot closer, and when the consequences of such a spicy night started to develop months later, the Commander took responsibility for their newfound, and growing family.
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