A/N: More of a fluffy smut fic this time around~

Do enjoy~

Night Battle Break

The Commander's days off were few and far between.

Thanks to that he often spent his evenings after work at his home on the edge of the base, basking in his limited time away from his desk. Sometimes he would go on a walk, other times he would invite some of his subordinates over, other days he would just do nothing but relax at home.

The latter was what he opted to do today. Having endured a long day of work, dealing with both paperwork and the headaches that came with managing various Ship-Girls and their disputes, he was spending the waning daylight just drawing – a personal hobby of his. Though he wasn't as talented as some members of the fleet he was no slouch, allowing him to draw semi-decent portraits of his various subordinates.

''Hm... maybe a bit too sharp there...''

Murmuring to himself the Commander adjusted the paper slightly, twisting his pencil around his fingers for a moment before regaining the motivation to continue – further sketching St. Louis's face. Sat in his study he had total privacy, the small but cosy room silent aside from the gentle twittering of birds that slipped in through the open window, bringing with it a cooling breeze. Amber sunshine spilled in through it too, shining across the wall to his left and mercifully not getting in his eyes, allowing him to sketch away in peace.

That was until he heard movement from within the house. He paid it only a little mind, listening as the individual shambled out of the bedroom and moved around the house, some cups clattering and the taps running. The sound was soon joined by some cupboards clanking open and closed, forming a pleasant, almost homely background track for him to draw to, further luring him into a daze, naught but his drawing on his mind.

Until his study door clicked open, and allowed his girlfriend to meander inside – Allen M. Sumner. ''Mn... mornin'~''

''It's evening, Allen.'' The Commander lightly remarked, leaning back in his seat.

The Destroyer pouted at him, cheeks puffed out cutely and eliciting a chuckle from him. Clad in just a loose black t-shirt and a pair of matching panties it was clear she'd just woken up, her dark blue hair dishevelled and strewn down her back in messy low ponytails, having clearly just done them a minute or so before. His attention shifted from her clothes to her face though as Allen leaned in, her lips brushing against his cheek a split-second before she smooched him full on the lips, earning a muffled hum from the Commander himself.

''Mm...'' They were slow to pull apart, but he teased her regardless – his breath tickling his lips. ''You should get to your bed earlier.''

''Oi, not my fault I've been doin' so many night missions lately.'' The Destroyer whined, snaking her arms around his neck and leaning on the back of his head, cheek resting against his scalp. ''It's exhausting having to wake up at 7PM and go to bed at 11AM.''

''Mm, I suppose it is.'' The Commander hummed, slowly continuing his drawing. ''I'll see about switching you back over to day missions then. You've done your fair share of night ones as of late.''

A big, affectionate smooch touched his left cheek. ''Thanks~!''

He chuckled, relishing his girlfriend's presence as she leaned against the back of his head, both of them just basking in each other's presence. Thanks to her frequent night missions as of late they hadn't had the time to do much more than quickly chat before they both parted ways; him to bed and her off on a mission or vice versa. Allen clearly felt the same as him, holding onto him closer and affectionately nuzzling the back of his head, humming under her breath.

That affection quickly transcended into something a bit more risqué though; her lips touching his cheek in a kiss and planting a slow trail down the left side of his neck, earning a silent shiver from the Commander. He pretended not to notice, that he was too engrossed in his work, but Allen just kept at it – working her way down to his shoulder before sucking on it, giving him a slight hickey.

''Allen?'' Finally he murmured, taking his eyes off of his half-finished drawing.

''I'm horny~'' The Destroyer shamelessly mewled, kissing him on the cheek again. ''Can we do it~?''

The Commander shuddered at her open request, doubly so when Allen shifted around and slid herself onto his lap – grinning playfully down at him. Both knew what his answer was even without him speaking, a fact proven when he grabbed her slender hips in a firm grip; enticing Allen to lean down and connect their lips in a deep, romantic kiss, humming approvingly into it when his hands slid around to her shapely behind. He sunk his fingers into her rear, pulling her body closer to him as they kissed and tempting Allen to slip her hands down his back, holding onto him.

The need to breathe drew them apart, but without missing a beat they leaned back in and connected their lips in another kiss, muffling their mutual hum. Drawing thoroughly forgotten the Commander let his pencil slip from his fingers onto the floor, instead sliding his right hand up her shirt and groping at her left breast, hefting her medium-sized tit about and coaxing a horny whine from his lover, her hips rocking and grinding herself against his crotch.

''Commander...'' The Destroyer breathed, nipping at his bottom lip. ''Belt.''

The Commander didn't need to be told twice, and with thinly-veiled lust he reached down and unbuckled it, shoving his white dress pants down. Without it in the way Allen could grind on him that much easier, helped when he started rocking his own hips too. The friction was slight but the teasing rubs was enough to get them more in the mood, their breathing becoming heavier each time they broke off the kiss before immediately reigniting said kiss.

Allen was the first to break away from the kiss, her slender arms snaking away from his back. The coy wink she gave him served as his only warning before the playful Destroyer grasped the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it up, flashing him her boobs. A reveal that the Commander didn't let go to waste; diving in and taking her right nipple between his lips, sucking on it.

''Ahn~'' Allen mewled; biting her bottom lip as he tugged on her pinkish nipple. ''Mn... ahh~''

Releasing her left tit the Commander laid his firm hands on her hips once more, pulling her towards him more vigorously – their grinding becoming more heated, more feverish. Allen moaned and snaked her fingers through his hair, encouraging him as he popped his lips off of her nipple and trailed kisses over her breasts, the little smooches making her whine for even more. He felt the same, his swollen cock aching for more than just some rubbing.

Thus with a groan the Commander leaned back into his seat, breathless as he looked up at his lover. With a shaky smile Allen responded by lifting her hips slightly and tugging her black panties to the side, revealing her smooth slit to him – spending just a moment to position herself above his cock. Holding the base of his shaft he guided the tip to her entrance, sliding the bulbous tip along her pussy teasingly. Right up until Allen lowered herself down onto him.

''Mn...!''

Blissful, searing pleasure coursed down his cock as he was sheathed inside the Destroyer; her inner walls snugly clamping around his dick. Though it was far from their first time together she was still a snug fit, his dick spearing between her walls slowly but firmly until he was two-thirds of the way inside. With a moan of want Allen started to move practically right off the bat, her hips rising and falling in short, quick motions, impaling herself on the top-half of his cock.

Cupping her nape the Commander pulled her down into a deep kiss, devouring Allen's whine and encouraging the Destroyer to go faster – easing herself deeper down onto his erect shaft until he was fully inside her, the fullness making her quiver momentarily. No words were shared though; their lips breaking apart for a quick breath before they went right back to making out; her arms snaking around his neck and letting her focus on working her hips more.

''Mmph, mm, ah, a-ah~'' The Destroyer moaned into his mouth – voice rising in pitch when he gave her ass a playful slap.

Paying him back Allen impaled herself down his cock and rocked her hips around in short circles, grinning when she squeezed a moan out of his throat. Needy want though compelled her to resume bouncing onto his shaft, a moan of her own escaping her as she felt his girth spear against a sweet spot, her insides reflexively tightening around it and only making the friction that much more intense. Doubly so when the Commander started to thrust his hips up as well, clapping their flesh together with every buck of his hips.

Allen held onto him tighter, about to speak – only to yelp when he suddenly stood up; carrying her with him. It took only a single second before he pushed her down onto his desk, pens and pencils rolling off to the side, but anything Allen wanted to say swiftly melted into a moan as he took control and started pounding her; his shaft slamming deep into her with every buck of his waist.

''Ah, Command- mmph~!'' A deep moan reverberated from her throat as he cut her off with a kiss; his hands pinning her wrists to the desk as he railed her.

The Destroyer happily took the pounding; wrapping her long legs around his waist and pulling him into her faster, his cock filling her up to the brim. Above her the Commander only grew rougher by the minute, heat lancing up his shaft as he felt her insides press down on his shaft; the slick, slippery vice just begging for him to unload in her like he had done so many times before. The desire was only fuelled further by the wet claps of flesh, his shaft entering her thrice a second as he surrendered to his lust.

''Allen- mn!''

A sharp yelp escaped Allen – one to bubbled into a cute whimper as he blew his load inside her, unloading thick ropes of heat into her innermost parts. Her walls squeezed his shaft tight, wringing out spurt after spurt of warmth and encouraging him to sheathe himself fully within her, shooting his load into her innermost parts. Her own honey leaked out around his cock, spasms shuddering through her slender body as she rode out her own orgasm.

''Ahh~'' Allen moaned in bliss, twitching as pleasurable aftershocks travelled through her.

The Commander stayed where he was for another few moments before pulling out in a single fluid motion – allowing a thick dribble of white to leak out from Allen's pussy. The Destroyer moaned at the feeling and leaned upright, one hand clasping the back of his head and pulling him in close, her forehead pressing against his own for an intimate moment; both just staring into each other's eyes as they caught their breath.

Then inevitably they drew close, connecting their lips in a kiss. The Commander hummed into the romantic kiss and grabbed his lover by the rear, picking her up and bouncing her several times until he had a firmer hold on her – eliciting a giggle from Allen. Their lips had been pushed apart by the movements but the Destroyer was swift to cup his cheeks once more and lure him back into another kiss, dragging it out even as he slowly carried Allen out of his study and back towards their shared bedroom.

The amber sunset was all the more apparent from there; the beautiful hue spilling through the glass and briefly blinding him until he leaned down, easing Allen down onto the messy bed before him – the grey sheets messy and the black quilt pushed to one side and dishevelled. Not that he minded in that moment; climbing on top of his girlfriend and sliding his hands up her sides, pulling her shirt off and throwing it to the side.

Allen cooed at that, rolling over onto her knees and wiggling her butt at him. ''Let's do it like this this time~''

The Commander gladly agreed, shifting onto his knees behind her and holding her left hip with one hand, his other stroking his cock back to full hardness. Allen helpfully tugged her panties to the side once more, head resting against the sheets as she waited – and a soft moan soon escaped her when he rubbed the tip against her wet pussy lips, sliding up-and-down them but not outright penetrating her yet. Key word being yet; the tip poking in the tiniest bit before he went back to rubbing her off, teasing her with the prospect.

''Mn, Commander~'' Allen soon whined, puffing her cheeks out. ''Just put it in alread- ah~!''

A moan of bliss tumbled from Allen's lips as he did just that; his cock spearing between her nether lips and into her hot, gripping tunnel. With his cum inside her she felt even hotter than before, her insides slick and sticky as he started to thrust right off the bat, moaning as he hilted inside her with every rock of his waist. His pelvis impacted her ass gently at first, nudging her forwards, but as he moved faster and firmer the sound of smacking flesh began to echo through the bedroom.

A sound that Allen loved; moans slipping freely from her parted lips as she pushed her ass back, willingly impaling herself on his swollen cock. Every impact sent jolts of bliss up her spine, making the Destroyer arch her back almost like a cat – tempting the Commander to slide a hand down her taut back, brushing her hair out of the way just so he could admire it. His hand worked its way down her taut muscles until finally reaching her right shoulder, his other hand soon joining it on her left shoulder.

And with little warning he picked up the pace – grunting huskily as he slammed into Allen with force.

''Mm~!'' A high-pitched moan tumbled out of her mouth. ''T-That's it~!''

Just hearing his girlfriend make such a sound only thrilled the Commander more, a groan bubbling from his throat as he kept up the rough pace, sheathing himself deep into her slick heat with swift bucks of his waist. The air felt so much cooler compared to the searing heat of her pussy, only encouraging him to slam back into her faster, feeling her walls embrace his cock in a silky, smothering grip, her walls quivering from the pleasure he gave her.

Not wanting to be too submissive Allen soon reacted; moaning as she managed to get her arms under herself and push herself up onto all fours, looking over her shoulder at him. Her face was flushed red and her ruby eyes were half-lidded, panting breaths slipping past her parted pink lips – immediately enticing the Commander to lean down and steal a kiss. She moaned into it, her right hand grasping his hair and holding him into the kiss for several moments, his thrusts slowing long enough for them to share a proper kiss.

Then the moment they broke off the kiss he sped right back up again, ploughing a squeal out of his girlfriend and making her arms give out once more – sending her face-first into the sheets. She didn't bother trying to get her arms under herself a second time, merely clutching onto the grey sheets with a cry of pleasure, the sound muted partially by the wet clapping of flesh.

''C-Commander~!'' Allen cried out, her walls tightening around him. ''C-Cummin- ahn~!''

A cute moan, a tight squeeze – and with a hiss he slammed himself into her for the second time that evening and blew his load inside her. Whatever cum had dripped out of her was swiftly replaced by a fresh load, his sticky heat splattering against her walls or pumping into her willing womb, the feeling of him cumming inside her coaxing a dazed mewl from the Destroyer. Her own orgasm shuddered through her in tandem with his own, her body tensing before a violent spasm lanced through her, preluding the next that would inevitable come.

Gradually the Commander's own thrusts slowed, a stiff sigh escaping him – before with a grunt he pulled out. The sudden lack of cock inside her made Allen's knees give out, the Destroyer moaning as she flopped flat onto the sheets and just spent a minute to catch her breath, uncaring of the cum that leaked out and stained the sheets under them. They'd need to wash them anyway.

''Hah... satisfied now?'' The Commander asked, rubbing her ass and sliding his hand up to her lower back, petting her almost.

The Destroyer mewled, rolling over onto her stomach – her lips quirking up into a smile when he went to rubbing her belly. ''Mm... not quite, hehe~''

The Commander just rolled his eyes in faux-exasperation, earning a giggle from Allen; the Destroyer sitting up and tucking her knees to her chest. After a moment an idea came to the Commander, tempting him to rise to his feet and offer a hand to his girlfriend – one that Allen took, a curious glint in her eyes.

Understanding blossomed across her face though as he led her out of the bedroom and across the hall to the bathroom. With a bright smile the Destroyer moved over to the towel rack behind the door and grabbed them some towels whilst he himself went over to the shower itself, pulling aside the glass door and twisting the metal knob; soaking his left arm with cold, but slowly-heating water.

''Clothes off, Commander~'' Allen chirped, getting behind him and working on the buttons of his shirt, blindly doing them from behind.

Amused the Commander complied, undoing the top ones whilst Allen did the bottom, both working together in tandem until his shirt spilled open, allowing the Destroyer to yank it off his shoulders. With his lower garments already discarded in his study he was left naked, though she was not – tempting him to turn around to face her.

Allen just cooed and dug her thumbs into her black panties, peeling them down her curvy hips and along her creamy thighs – letting them fall to her ankles and stepping out of them. Without them she was left completely naked in front of him, her cheeks darkening a touch as she realised that fact, but she made no move to cover herself up. Not that there was any point, given what they were about to do.

''Here.'' He offered her a hand, luring her inside the shower.

The water had warmed by now to a pleasant temperature, but neither had any plans of actually washing up. Allen made that thought quite clear to him as she snaked her arms around his neck and pulled him towards her; pinning herself between him and the wall. Without needing to be told the Commander reached down and hooked one arm under her right leg, lifting it up, until he did the same to her left leg as well – picking the slender Destroyer up and balancing her between him and the wall.

With rosy cheeks Allen cupped the head of his cock, guiding him to her entrance – and moaned sweetly as he sunk into her. The Commander pushed himself all the way inside on the first go, restraining a hiss of pleasure, but Allen merely cupped the back of his neck and pulled him into a deep, moan-muffling kiss. One that they both dragged out for a long moment, just savouring the feeling of being together after so long.

The moment soon passed though, and with a grunt the Commander started to thrust – and fast. Sliding most of the way out before plunging himself back inside, he intimately felt how her walls tried to clench around him, failing to stop him from pumping himself into her. With the shower's spray falling over him the activity was made all the more hot, the water running down Allen's naked body along with his own, and as a result making every thrust end with a wet smack.

''Ah, ah~'' Allen shamelessly let her moans out, pulling him close and resting her forehead against his. ''I wanna do this... a-all night.''

''You're that horny?''

''Yep.'' She wiggled her brows suggestively. ''I've been waitin' weeks for this, y'know~''

''That so.'' The Commander murmured, kissing her chin. ''Guess I won't be getting any sleep tonight, huh.''

''Hehe, nop- mm~!''

Allen's horny moan was quietened as the Commander dove in, stealing a quick, lustful kiss from his lover – pounding himself into the slender Destroyer. Allen squealed in delight, her hands clutching onto his back and digging her nails in, enduring his pelvis-smacking thrusts that drove him deep inside her, raking her walls and coaxing out more sounds of bliss from her throat. Just hearing her make such lewd noises encouraged him to do it even more; hilting himself within the slender girl and stirring up the cum inside her, the dribbles that leaked out swiftly washed away by the shower's spray.

Breaking off the kiss the Commander lustfully ran his gaze down her front, watching trails of water run down over her plumpish breasts and down her taut belly, passing down her pelvis or down her legs. His eyes lingered on her womanhood as he pumped into her, watching his throbbing cock disappear between her glistening lips – until the Destroyer pulled him back into another kiss, one that muffled their unified sounds of bliss.

''Hah, ah...'' He breathed against her lips, pulling back from the kiss momentarily. ''Gonna cum again...''

''S-So soon~?'' Allen tried to tease, but her laboured breaths betrayed her own upcoming climax.

Rather than reply the Commander lifted her legs up until he heels rested on his shoulders, pressing Allen into the wall as he slammed her pussy with rough, aggressive thrusts. The Destroyer squeaked and squealed from his powerful thrusts, her inner walls wringing his pulsating cock and trying to squeeze out another orgasm from him, the prospect only hastening his end.

''H-Here it... comes...!'' The Commander grunted harshly out. ''Allen-!''

The Destroyer opened her mouth to speak just as her own orgasm hit – melting her words into a squeal of pure bliss. He silenced her with a rough kiss, moaning explosively into her mouth as he too exploded inside of her; shooting ropes of seed into Allen as his orgasm struck. He managed to keep thrusting, pumping himself between her lips and filling her with his warmth, her own hips rocking as best they could to coax out more of his semen.

''Mm~! Mm... ahh...'' Allen's moans gradually quietened into whimpers; her body shuddering against his own. ''Ahh...''

The Commander stayed buried up to the hilt in her for several more moments before pulling out, releasing a blissful groan as he eased her back down onto her feet. ''Hah... let's shower first, before we go for another round...''

''Mm, and some breakfast too~''

''It'd be dinner by this time.''

''Even better~''

The Commander rolled his eyes with fond exasperation, earning a giggle from his girlfriend – the two lathering up and washing off.

And inevitably, a helping hand would soon turn into a playful one, and end with Allen bent over and pounded from behind, dinner temporarily forgotten.

[END]