A/N: Unexpected Joffre lewd is unexpected~
It feels a little lewder than normal too...
Do enjoy~
Oh So Sinful
The end of the work day rolled around with agonising slowness; every second ticking by slow enough that it felt like an eternity passed between minutes.
Perhaps because of the evening malaise that had fallen over him the Commander took his time with his work, motions slow as he he worked through one document after another, signing where appropriate or printing a big red 'DENIED' stamp on the more outlandish proposals. Such as attaching Laffey to a carrier plane and testing the prospect of a air-dropping Ship-Girls without parachutes. How Akashi had gotten the sleepy Destroyer to agree, he didn't know, but suspected it involved some cola and a long, disturbance-free nap.
Pushing the amusing thought from his mind the Commander shifted that peculiar document to the side, moving onto the next. Being late as it was the sun was dipping beyond the horizon, bathing his wood-furnished office in a beautiful golden glow, the light pouring in through the square window off to the left. Out of things to distract himself with he admired the warm glow it cast across the room, his gaze sweeping past bookshelves, filing cabinets and units... before settling on the green couch just over to the left.
More specifically, his gaze settled upon the Ship-Girl currently sat upon the couch, documents in her lap that she read through at a steady pace. His secretary, Joffre.
The Vichya woman sensed his gaze and looked up, raising a brow, but when he waved her off she went back to reading through the documents before her – pausing only momentarily to take a sip of her teacup before setting it down on the floor once more. Despite having his own work to attend to the Commander couldn't take his eyes off of her, watching her shift through pieces of paper with methodical efficiency, waiting only long enough to read through and deliberate on the contents before moving onto the next.
After a minute more the Commander decided he felt a bit too stiff after sitting in his chair for so long and shifted, rising from his seat. Joffre didn't react, not even when he wandered over to her side and sat down next to her – the only response being that she shifted a little to the left, giving him some more room. Smiling at that he shuffled closer, drawing her gaze and prompting him to loop his left arm around her shoulders, pulling her close.
''Maybe it's time to take a break.'' He murmured, resting his head against hers. ''We've been working hard.''
''The work day is not yet finished, Commander.'' Joffre hummed back, returning her gaze onto her work.
Up until he pinched the top and, with a light tug, removed it from her grasp. ''You've been at it since this morning. You'll be no good to me as a secretary if you're off work with a migraine.''
Joffre glanced at him then, brows furrowing into a frown that quite frankly made her look adorable, before with a deep sigh she relented. ''Very well. I suppose a break would not hurt.''
''That's the spirit.'' He leaned in, kissing her cheek.
The little bit of affection was enough to paint Joffre's cheeks pink, her equally-pink eyes flicking off to the side. After a few seconds though she glanced back at him and silently leaned back in, facing him this time – and with a slight smile the Commander replied by leaning in and kissing her on the lips. Joffre hummed into it, eyelashes fluttering shut and her right hand landing on his thigh, rubbing it aimlessly as they slowly made out; audible smooches punctuating each kiss.
Joffre was the first to pull back, cheeks dusted a more rosy colour. The Commander though was not yet satiated, and with a gleam of mischief in his eyes leaned in, reclaiming her lips in another, more passionate kiss – devouring Joffre's surprised moan and taking her hands in his own, pushing against her. After a brief half-second of resistance she let him push him back, easing back onto the couch and allowing him to get on top of her, their lips rarely leaving one another's for more than a second before they reconnected, making out with hums and smooches.
''Hah... if someone were to see us...'' Joffre murmured against his lips.
''Then they would see naught but a pair of lovers having some fun~'' The Commander playfully finished, leaning down and nipping her earlobe.
Joffre shuddered at that. ''To be so sinful... I should... myn~''
Any attempt at speaking melted as the Commander moved down to her neck, sucking on her jugular and making Joffre absolutely melt under him – her neck a weak spot. He exploited that little fact and teased her relentlessly, his sucks interspersed with the occasional stroke of his tongue or exhaled breath and soon coaxing a whimper out of Joffre; the healthy red blush on her cheeks only endearing the Commander more to his beloved carrier.
Not losing his playful smile he worked his way down her front, kissing down her collarbone until he reached her plump breasts, barely contained within the cups of her dress. Said cups came down easily, allowing the Commander to grope both of her tits and fondle them, hefting them about and soon guiding her right nipple into his mouth, sucking upon it. A shuddering moan answered him and Joffre laid one hand on the back of his head, her fingers weaving through his hair as he swirled his tongue around the pink nub, teasing more breathy sounds out of the carrier.
Then he popped his lips off and moved over to her other nipple, sucking on her left as well. He pinched it between his teeth too and tugged it out, eliciting a gasp and then a whimper from Joffre as he let her nipple spring out of his mouth; her tit jiggling from the motion and prompting him to swiftly reclaim her the rosebud tip, soothing it with long strokes of his tongue.
''Ah... h-haah...'' The panting carrier shifted a hand down to his chest, nudging him back. ''Commander... allow me...''
The Commander curiously leaned back, and a blush coloured his own cheeks as Joffre nudged him back to the other end of the couch, allowing his lover to lay down across the empty cushions – her head ending up in his lap. On reflex alone he leaned back into the couch and gazed down at the blushing Joffre, watching with rapt attention as she unbuckled his belt and got his pants unzipped in record time, his dick springing out and bopping her on the nose.
Face hot Joffre took a second before she snapped out of her daze, her lips parting – and without even using her hand to warm him up she took him into her mouth. Her lips, pink and smooth, slid over the bulbous head smoothly, her experience showing through as they dragged down his throbbing tip shaft before pursing snugly and sucking back up to the head, coaxing a moan up his throat at the same time. Apparently emboldened by that fact Joffre shifted slightly, getting more comfortable and bobbing her head more rhythmically, taking him in her mouth with little complaint.
''Mmph, slrp, slrp...'' Her lips formed a snug circle around his cock, applying a delicate yet infinitely pleasurable amount of pressure to his shaft.
Her tongue wasn't idle either; swift to lash at the head of his cock and drag around the crown of it, teasing out all manner of grunts and groans from the Commander's throat. Leaning back as far as he could into the couch he watched her work; downright hypnotised as the busty carrier gave him head, her head of white-black hair bobbing into his crotch and engulfing his cock with her wet warmth each time. The tongue teasing the tip soon shifted down to the shaft as well, pushing flush against his meat or swirling around it as best she could, stimulating him without relent.
Pursing his lips in a half-hearted attempt to stifle his voice the Commander laid his right hand upon her head, pushing her down. Joffre grunted lightly but didn't protest, taking more and more of his cock into her wet mouth until she was nose-deep in his crotch, leaving his throbbing shaft poking the back of her throat. The carrier reared her head back a mere moment later but without his input required she pushed right back down to the base, her pink lips snugly squeezing it before slurping straight back up to the tip.
''Ah... d-damn...'' The Commander panted, idly looking down her back and palming her upper-back breathlessly; giving his other hand something to do. ''You're so good at this...''
''Hm.'' Came the simple, if muffled acknowledgement – her voice tickling his shaft in the brief moment before she enveloped him with her mouth again, slurping away the ticklishness and replacing it with tingling pleasure.
As if sensing the mounting pressure in his cock Joffre sped her movements up as well, gliding her lips along his shaft and occasionally tilting her head to get a better angle, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat and going down it just slightly – enough to nearly trigger her gag reflex but not quite. The way her throat muscles clenched around the crown of his cock just made it feel better though; moans slipping past his lips in spite of the fact that they were pursed, his pleasure mounting and mounting like an uncontrollable fire, one that begged for release inside her mouth.
He tried to hold back, really he did, but with a woman like Joffre giving him head it was an impossible feat – and as such, he succumbed to the rising heat within him.
''J-Joff- mn!''
With a hastily-stifled gasp the Commander busted his load in her mouth, hearing her gulp and seeing her shudder. Her tongue feverishly lashed at the tip of his cock, undoubtedly getting some messy white ropes upon it but not stopping one bit; relentlessly sucking and licking his cock even as he came in her mouth, making it last for so much longer and frying his mind in the process.
Thus when Joffre slid her lips up his cock and popped them off the tip he practically gasped with pleasure, his hypersensitive cock twitching as it was exposed to the cool afternoon air. ''A-Ahh...''
''...mlph.'' Swallowing one last time Joffre sat upright, hands folding onto her lap elegantly. ''Does that satiate the need within you, Commander?''
The Commander just smiled wryly at her, prompting the Vichya woman to roll her eyes. Both knew it wasn't.
Perhaps because of that Joffre sighed and stood up. After just a moment she reached under her white dress and peeled a pair of black panties down, letting them fall around her ankles before stepping out of them. The moment they were out of the way she stepped in front of him and sat down on his lap, back facing him and her shapely ass rubbing up against his cock, enticing him to immediately grab her hips. Joffre just hummed at that, giving him only a few moments to appreciate her curves before lifting herself up slightly, one hand grasping his still-hard cock and pointing it skywards, her pussy lips rubbing along the bulbous tip and parting for it-
''M-Myn...'' Until with a soft whimper Joffre lowered herself down onto him, shuddering as she accepted his cock inside her.
It wasn't the first time they'd done this and his cock was nice and wet, letting him slide inside Joffre with minimal resistance. With that in mind the Vichya carrier impaled herself on him and waited only a few seconds before she started to ride him, her hips rising and falling slightly at first but quickly lengthening as she got used to the motion, lifting up until only the tip was inside her scorching-hot tunnel before impaling herself back down in a single smooth thrust, her fleshy inner walls engulfing his shaft and squeezing the life out of him, as if demanding him to pour his seed into her like he did her mouth.
The sound of flesh smacking against flesh picked up with every bounce, her shapely ass hitting his thighs and giving him something to look at – doubly so when Joffre wrapped her arms around her skirt and lifted it, showing him her rear in greater definition as she rode him. His hands weren't sure where to settle though; alternating between groping her nice butt, caressing her hips or reaching around to grope her plump breasts; the latter winning out more than once. She had nice boobs, after all.
''Mn... a pervert to the end...'' Joffre tried to sigh the words out, but with how out-of-breath she was it sounded more like a moan.
''Says you.'' Was his coy reply, his hands settling on her thighs.
Wordlessly then he started to thrust back; bucking his hips and spearing up into her womanhood, fucking a startled moan out of Joffre. She clasped a hand over her mouth immediately after but it did little to muffle her moans to his ears, a grin spreading across his lips as he plunged himself up into her dripping pussy, clapping her ass with the same thrust. The sound was equal parts erotic and addictive, encouraging his hips up and driving his shaft deep into her willing womanhood, bumping on her innermost parts and leaving her shuddering from the sensation.
Panting for breath the Commander put his hands on the couch instead; using them to propel his hips upwards. Louder moans answered him, her vaginal walls tightening around him and becoming slick with her own arousal, telling him how much she was getting off on this as well. The thought just propelled his hips faster, sheer lust compelling them up and driving his throbbing cock into her innermost pats, the tip hitting her cervix with lustful desire.
Until soon that desire overflowed, and the Commander acted upon it – arms wrapping around her stomach and standing up.
Joffre gasped in shock, stumbling, but with his arms firmly around her belly she didn't fall. Instead she was pulled back against him, and with a passionate growl the Commander started ploughing the helpless carrier – the sound of smacking flesh bouncing off of the office walls as he railed her from behind, fucking a startled, sinful moan right off her tongue. Joffre tried to cover her mouth but he quickly pulled it back down, readjusting his wrapped arms just so he could pin her own to her sides, leaving her trapped before him.
''C-Commander, slow d-down!'' Joffre gasped out, breathing raspy. ''S-Someone will hear us!''
''Good.'' Was his lustful response, preluding the kiss to her nape.
Joffre whimpered at that, her womanhood like a vice around his cock as he rammed into it, roughly ploughing the holy woman's pussy. Soon she succumbed to the sin within, pushing herself back onto his swollen shaft with shameful moans of want, getting herself off with his pulsating spear. It hit her depths, slamming into her with force and coming out glistening with her fluids; each forceful thrust also clapping her ass and bucking her forth once more.
However her reverse-cowgirl had sapped him of his stamina, and doing it standing-up had always been a weakness of his – his end now rapidly approaching. Growling the Commander just took that as a challenge; pounding the holy woman before him with such force her legs buckled briefly and a hot cry fled her lips, her eyes screwing shut as he made love to her so passionately. The heat inside her seemingly grew, her walls tightening around him, her breathing hastening and her body trembling – until at last, Joffre climaxed.
''Ah- myn~!'' Biting her bottom lip Joffre contained the cry at the last second, convulsing back against him as his cock slammed into her-
-and with a guttural grunt the Commander slammed into her womanhood, a powerful gush of cum erupting from his shaft and painting her inner walls white. Her knees nearly gave out at that, her upper-body bowing forth with a ragged gasp, but with another primal growl the Commander kept jerking his hips and sloppily slamming his cock into her, gushing more of his load into the holy woman until some began to leak out around his pulsating girth, drooling out of her puffy lips and ending up on the floor between her pushed-together knees.
''A-Ah... guh...'' Joffre gasped out raggedly. ''C-Commander...''
Grunting back the Commander pulled out, only then loosening his hold on her. The moment he noticed Joffre about to collapse he reaffirmed his hold on her, easing his partner down onto the couch behind him and letting her take a seat – his face hot yet a grin crossing his lips as he admired her scarlet cheeks and dazed eyes; one step shy of being fucked silly.
''Mm...'' Shifting faintly Joffre looked up at him, blinking slowly. ''Commander...''
Her brows knitted together into a scolding frown. ''What have I told you... about being lewd on the job? Think about... what would happen if Cardinal Richelieu... were to enter here, during such an indecent... act...''
Busy panting for breath it was a task and a half for Joffre to speak but the carrier managed, her pink eyes not wavering from his own... not until his dick twitched back to attention, drawing her eyes onto it. Renewed warmth coloured her cheeks and for a moment it looked almost as if she'd forgotten the words she'd just said, her lips moving but no sound coming out, but soon she shook her head and tried to scold him once again.
''You have to consider the ramifications of such sinful acts, especially upon someone such as- ah?!''
A startled gasp escaped Joffre as the Commander, instead of listening to her scolding further, moved in and grabbed her thighs – before promptly folding them over her, mating-pressing her into the couch. Instantly her face went beet-red and she averted her eyes, apparently too embarrassed to even look at him when in such a position. The Commander fixed that by leaning down, kissing her cheek and tempting her to look back towards him, face aflame but eyes more demure; any thoughts of scolding him long gone.
''Again?'' He suggested in a soft, amused voice.
Joffre stared, seconds ticking by until...
''...you are insatiable.'' The Vichya woman sighed, but a faint smile twitched at her lips. ''Very well. But should the Cardinal appear at our door, I expect you to take full responsibility.''
Her hand shifted down, spreading her folds apart. ''And take responsibility for this carnal act.''
''Gladly.'' The Commander playfully purred.
Then without missing another beat the Commander guided his cock to her entrance, letting her grasp it and line it up – and with a unified moan he pushed himself deep inside Joffre. Wet, sloppy heat swallowed his cock, some of his cum pushed out by the mere penetration. The sensation sent shivers through him but the Commander did not stop until he was balls-deep inside the holy woman, his dick sensitive after his powerful climax mere seconds before, but after a few moments of adjustment he started to move once more, pulling his cock out.
And then slamming back into her sloppy pussy. A squelch escaped her sex and a cry fled her lips, one that became muted as the Commander mashed his mouth against hers – making out with his partner as he started pressing her into the couch. Her womanhood clenched down on his shaft and her arms threaded themselves around his neck, moans brushing against his lips as pumped into her over and over again, leaving not a spot inside her untouched by his meaty shaft, nor untainted by the profuse amount of cum he'd poured into her womb.
The lustful thought propelled his hips, grunts bubbling up his throat as he moved. He pulled back from the kiss only long enough to draw a breath before promptly going back down and kissing her, their lips mashing together roughly but passionately; fitting together so perfectly it was like they were destined to kiss like this. The thought tempted his hands up to the underside of her knees, folding Joffre further over until her knees were on either side of her head, allowing him to slam down into her womanhood with impunity, pounding all manner of sharp gasps and sinful moans from the holy woman.
''M-Mm! Doing something... so barbaric...'' Joffre managed to gasp out between laboured moans. ''You're a beast, that's all you are...!''
The Commander growled playfully back, punctuating it with a sudden rough thrust that bumped the tip against her cervix – fucking a whimper of bliss out of her. Emboldened the Commander vaguely aimed for that one spot, his thrusts long and hard and hitting her deepest parts with growing passion. The way her inner walls pressed down on his slick shaft only helped with that; lust washing over him in waves as he pounded her into the couch cushions.
''If I'm a beast, then you'd be my concubine.'' He played along with equal breathlessness – stealing another quick kiss before the need to breathe forced them apart once more. ''And at this rate, I'll make you mine.''
Putting emphasis on that last word the Commander leaned back and down, biting the top of her right breast. Joffre gasped scandalously, fully aware that her dress showed that part of her breast to the public eye, but with a roguish grin the Commander reclaimed her lips in yet another rough kiss – his powerful thrusts hastening. Faced with such bestial, primal want Joffre could only submit with a weak moan; becoming the helpless maiden fit to be bred by the beast, in the metaphorical tale they played out.
The sloppy sounds of his cock plunging into her vagina, the fleshy smacks of his pelvis impacting hers, the squeaks of the couch and the thuds of it banging against the wall behind it – all of it was intimately audible to the couple as they did it raw on the couch, their heavy breaths interspersed with moans and grunts. After their prior orgasms both were so sensitive neither planned on lasting much longer; the thought hurrying the Commander's thrusts and ploughing a breathless cry out of Joffre, her insides tightening around his throbbing shaft.
''Commander... Commander...!'' Joffre cried out; muted only slightly when they kissed. ''I can't, I'm almost t-there...!''
''Same.'' He hissed back, face scrunching up as pure, carnal want lanced up his shaft like a fire, begging for release-
-when her walls tightened at just the right moment, pushing him over the edge – and with a primal snarl of lust the Commander slammed into her sopping pussy, unloading his balls deep inside the holy woman. Joffre seized as she felt his molten warmth splatter inside her, the carrier's orgasmic shriek devoured by a sudden kiss and leaving them both spasming together on the couch, his hips still thrusting and smacking his cock inside her sticky, sloppy sex; thick ropes of cum clinging to his shaft as he pulled out and dripping down onto her ass, so profuse in quantity that it dribbled out in thick steams.
Until with a deep grunt he jammed himself all the way inside her. Several more throbs travelled up his cock, each one delivering yet another creamy deposit into her sperm bank, before with a deep, shuddering sigh the Commander pulled all the way out.
''Ah... hah... a-ah...'' Eyes glazed over and mouth hanging open Joffre laid against the couch, seeming stuck in the mating-press position for several moments after he let go of her legs – a slight twitch soon coaxing her waist back down to a more normal position.
The Commander agreed with her unspoken sentiment and all but collapsed onto the couch next to her, his dick finally going soft after such an explosive climax.
After a small eternity of laying next to each other, panting for much-needed air, Joffre spoke.
''...you better take responsibility for your future child, Commander.''
''Heh.'' He slipped his right hand into her left. ''And if I say I'd like five total?''
She gripped his hand tightly. ''Let us start with two. Then we'll talk about five.''
The Commander chuckled sheepishly and leaned over, kissing her cheek.
They got married a few months later, and started their family nine months after their foray in the office.
[END]