A/N: Leonardo's easily shot up to one of my favourite ships as of late~ Got another fic coming on the 29th and more in the works~

That aside, do enjoy~

Deal

It was a sunny day on one quiet Wednesday morning.

Sorties had been carried out like normal, Washington was leading an exercise just outside the base, Impero and Aquila were undergoing routine training to get used to their planes; things were peaceful for once. The office shared that rare tranquillity, only a scarce few individuals popping in to deliver some documents before leaving again, his secretary also absent as she inspected the warehouses in his stead; a task that would undoubtedly take her several long hours.

The Commander appreciated the quiet all the same, a slight smile on his lips as he read through another document, idly taking a deep sip of his coffee before clunking the ceramic mug back down again. His pen twisted between his fingers and he swiftly signed his signature on the dotted line before setting it aside into the 'finished' tray, leaving it to be gathered up with the other documents at the end of the day and shipped off to HQ.

As the Commander made to grab the next document he heard movement in the corridor outside; fast footsteps rapidly ascending the stairs and approaching his door, inspiring his curiosity-

-and with a thud Leonardo da Vinci, the Sardegna Submarine not the Heroic Spirit nor the painter by the same name, burst through the double doors of his office.

''Commander~!'' The blonde enthusiastically chirped. ''I! Have! Arrived~!''

...

''Welcome back.'' The Commander wryly said after a pause, looking back down at his work.

The blonde pouted. ''Aw come on, I did the whole big entrance thing and you're just gonna pretend I didn't?''

''Do you want me to say it was unnecessarily loud, or that you looked cute doing it?''

Pinkness coloured her cheeks and she giggled, sheepish as she scratched her cheek. ''Ehe... wouldn't mind the latter.''

''Then you looked cute doing it.'' The Commander amusedly responded, signing off on another document and setting it aside. ''So what brings you here out of the blue?''

Da Vinci got over her embarrassment remarkably fast, a grin coming to her face as she skipped up to his desk. ''Easy; I came up with some new inventions. Wanna see 'em? I got the blueprints with me!''

Punctuating that Da Vinci hauled a rolled-up bundle of blueprints from under her arm, showing them to him and earning a hum from the Commander. ''Hm... I suppose I can take a break.''

''Great!'' Spending just a moment to shove the double doors shut Da Vinci rushed over to his desk, came around it – and then plopped herself down onto his lap.

''Alright, so first thing's first, I've been thinking about easier ways to make some cookies. They're not hard to make of course, but with this new gadget it could be done practically automatically – just throw the ingredients into the different slots, turn it on, and it'll manually mix and cook the ingredients to perfection!''

The blonde Submarine babbled on; unrolling one blueprint at a time and spreading it out across his desk, pointing and gesturing as needed to get the point across. Though he himself wasn't much of an engineer he knew enough to get the gist of most of it, something Da Vinci clearly appreciated, knowing she wasn't talking to someone totally out of their depth. The fact he was one of the few people who actually stopped to listen without just zoning out was points in his favour, too.

However while he wasn't zoning out, the Commander's attention most certainly started to shift. Namely because, with Da Vinci in his lap, whenever the blonde shifted or stirred she unknowingly pushed her shapely ass back into his crotch, rubbing against him. Acknowledging that thought only made it more arousing, his gaze dropping down and admiring her butt as she rubbed it against him, unaware of the slow-rising staff within his pants that bulged the material out, so lost in her ramblings she was.

''Yeah, and so this one also... changes...'' Up until he himself put his hands on her thighs, giving her pause for a moment – and allowing her to realise that the bulge poking her ass wasn't there before. ''O-Ohh...''

The blonde blushed a cute red, peeking back up at him. ''Ehe... did you uh... pop one just from me sitting in your lap?''

''Maybe?'' The Commander sheepishly said.

Da Vinci sighed exasperatedly. ''Seriously? I mean I get the job's stressful and all Commander, but is a girl on your lap all it takes to pop a tent?''

''Pretty much.''

''Hrn...'' Da Vinci glanced back at her blueprints... before grinning. ''Say, how about a little trade?''

''Oh?'' His interest was obvious.

Da Vinci capitalised on that. ''I'll help calm you little guy down, and tonight you and me are gonna work on some blueprints together. I've been dying for your input on some stuff, and spending a night plottin' with you would be fun! Deal?''

The Commander hummed, musing on the idea... for all of a few seconds. ''Deal.''

Da Vinci grinned at that, spending just a moment to reach out and roll her blueprints back up. The moment they were tidied up and out of the way though the Submarine looked back at him, her lips curving into a more smug smile and her eyes becoming half-lidded, giving her a decidedly sensual visage. One that became all the more alluring when the Submarine started rolling her hips more deliberately, subtly grinding herself back against him.

The Commander exhaled an aroused sigh, leaning back against his plush chair and loosely holding her hips, just watching as the Submarine grinded on him. After a moment his hands went to his belt and undid it, his pants loosened and tugged down a mere moment afterwards. His boxers met the same fate, allowing his cock to spring out into the open, poking Da Vinci in the butt. The blonde's cheeks darkened at the sight but to her credit she didn't get overly flustered, just giggling sheepishly as she put more effort into grinding on him, his cock sliding between her cheeks.

''You've got a nice ass.'' The Commander commented lightly.

''Geez, saying that so casually...'' Da Vinci tried to sound scolding, but a grin twitched across her lips all the same.

In response the Commander settled his hands on her hips and helped her move, his own hips rising and more deliberately grinding his cock on her rear. She mewled at that, leaning forwards slightly and making her back all the more defined. Her bikini bottoms didn't leave much to the imagination either, his gaze glued to her rear and soon sliding a hand down, groping it as his cock rubbed against her rear. Pleasure twitched up his cock, subtle and slight, but all too tempting in that moment.

As if reading his mind Da Vinci salaciously wiggled her brows and lifted her hips, sliding out of his hold and twisting around onto her knees – sitting between his legs. Knowing what was coming the Commander laid his hand upon her head of blonde hair, helping guide her in – and a moan rolled off of his tongue as she immediately kissed the tip. The Submarine giggled at his response and replied by kissing his cock more; one smooch after another touching his shaft and leaving it tingling pleasantly.

''Mm... that's it...'' He breathed.

Encouraged Da Vinci tilted her head slightly, kissing down one side of his shaft before working up the other side, her amber eyes never leaving his own. Her lips soon reached the tip and parted once more, her bottom lip gently grazing the head and her warm breath washing over his tip – and with a soft hum the Submarine took him into her mouth, grazing her lips down the bulbous head and past the crown of his cock, only to slow and then promptly suck back up to the tip.

Several more sucks followed the first, her head gently bobbing into his crotch. Her tongue sensually lashed at the tip, slithering over it or swirling around the throbbing tip, smearing a glistening gleam of saliva across it. She worked her way deeper, her pinkish lips pursing just under the head before she took him in more, inch after inch disappearing inside of her mouth before she invariably sucked back up to the tip, only to be gently pushed down by his right hand – accepting even more of his dick between those blissful lips of hers.

''Mmph... mghk... slrp... slrp~'' Sucks became slurps as Da Vinci smeared her spit across his cock, her head tilting each time and letting her lips graze different parts of his cock.

The Commander could only groan in bliss, tipping his head back momentarily and just watching her head of blonde hair bob into his crotch from his periphery, but soon lust compelled him to look back down. Her nose grazed his pelvis as she went down on him, head between his thighs – and with a soft grunt he pushed her down the rest of the way. Da Vinci deep-throated him without protest, managing to keep him there for just a second or two before her gag reflex made her pull back, coughing briefly around his wet shaft before promptly resuming blowing him.

Just having her suck him off was intense in and of itself, but seeing her move, watching her lips slide up his meaty shaft before inevitably going back down again – all of it was downright hypnotic. It didn't hurt that she was good at it, sucking at just the right moments to send pleasure spiking up his cock or swirling her tongue around his shaft in ways that left him out of breath, his cock pulsing against her tongue dangerously.

''Mm... gonna cum...'' The Commander breathed out, voice tight.

As if in response the blonde Submarine bobbed her head faster, her slurps becoming so loud they rung in his ears and burned themselves into his memory. Gritting his teeth the Commander endured her warm mouth, pleasure washing over his cock in waves and draining him of air, his hand pushing down on the back of her head and making her take his cock nice and deep over and over again, hastening the rush that accelerated up his cock towards the tip-

''A-Agh!''

-and with a strangled sort of shout the Commander busted his load in her mouth. Da Vinci made a surprised sound, gagging briefly as he shoved her nose-deep into his pelvis; her throat convulsing around the head of his cock. She managed to swallow his semen all the same; a string of wet gulps carrying his cum down her gullet and her tongue pressing itself flush against the underside of his cock, coaxing as much of it out as she could until he had no more to give.

Only then did he relax and allow Da Vinci to slowly slurp her lips back up his cock – and with a pop her lips left his cock. ''G-Guh... ah... well, how was that?''

''Fantastic.'' The Commander groaned deeply.

Da Vinci blushed a rosy hue and grinned, simultaneously proud and flustered.

The Commander smiled wryly back, his cock afire, but he wasn't satisfied just yet – no matter how good a blow-job she just gave him. With that in mind he sat upright and offered Da Vinci a hand, hauling the blonde Submarine to her feet... and allowing him to grab her ass, picking her up and setting her down on the edge of his desk. Da Vinci flushed, briefly confused, but the moment he bent down to waist-level she understood.

''Ehe...'' Sheepish she pulled down the zipper of her swimsuit.

The Commander waited with lustful anticipation until soon her smooth pussy lips were bared to him. Humming he pushed the material apart so he got a better angle, his tongue swift to lash out across her nether lips. Da Vinci tensed, a soft gasp escaping her; one that melted into a sweet moan as he licked her a second time, his tongue dragging itself along her folds and sending spasms rippling up her taut stomach.

Aroused by the sight the Commander moved his hands onto her thighs, sinking his fingers into her soft flesh and spreading them apart, her legs bending in a 'W' shape as he ate her out. Even then they quivered, her heels pressing against the edge of the desk as his tongue licked up her slit and went for her clit – teasing the little nub with prods and swirls of his tongue-tip. Da Vinci rewarded him with a slew of cute moans, her right hand landing on his head and her slim fingers weaving into his hair, pushing his face into her crotch.

''Ahh, Commander... your tongue feels so good...'' Da Vinci moaned erotically. ''Y-Ya really make girls happy with that huh- uh- ohh~''

Two fingers inserted themselves into her pussy, slow but firm and spreading apart inside her just as he licked her clit – the combined stimulation melting her words into mush. Smiling deviously the Commander started pumping his fingers into her, thrusting them in-and-out of her hot tunnel and dragging his tongue around her clit at the same time, taking his time to wind her up. He avoided touching her clit directly and just made her wait, tempting her with the sensation until she was shivering with anticipation – and only then did he finally lick or suck the little nub, coaxing an explosive whimper from the Submarine girl.

Then when she least expected it he spread his fingers apart and moved down, licking at whatever his tongue could reach. Da Vinci convulsed, a squeal catching in her throat and coming out as a choked moan, one that withered into a whimper of pure ecstasy as he buried his tongue between her folds and licked along her sex, his fingers pulled out and keeping her lower lips spread. His nose rubbed over her clit in his haste to eat her out, every exhaled breath tickling her sensitive spots and leaving her melting in his mouth.

''Ohh... heh, ah... myn~'' Her expression twisted; her eyes screwing shut as she endured the waves of pulsing pleasure. ''C-Commander, I might... d-darn... ah...''

Emboldened the Commander ran his hands along her thighs, making them spread out on either side of him and allowing him to feel them up as he ate her out, his tongue lapping at her pussy with enthusiasm akin to a thirsty man in a desert. Da Vinci appreciated the effects; squeaks and whimpers escaping her pursed lips as his slippery appendage lashed at her sex, lapping up all her honey and leaving her edged closer and closer to orgasm, her toes curling on instinct alone – until soon, she peaked.

''C-Cumm~!'' Da Vinci barely managed to cry out before spasms closed her throat; her amber eyes screwing shut as she climaxed from his tongue.

Immediately moving up the Commander licked her clit; two of his fingers jamming themselves inside her clenching pussy and finger-fucking her with hurried rolls of his wrist. A near-shriek of pleasure escaped her before she buried her chin into her shoulder, gasping and shoving his face into her crotch and humping his chin with frantic bucks of her hips. Her butt slipped off the desk but his face didn't leave its spot between her legs, continuing to pleasure her and drag out her orgasm for as long as possible.

''A-Ahh...'' Only when her orgasm settled did he pull back; a grin on his lips as he gazed up at her. ''H-Hah... I didn't expect ya to be so good...''

''I'm full of surprises.'' The Commander cheekily retorted.

Da Vinci giggled back, flushed in the face but with a glint in her eyes. When he put his hands on her ass she offered no resistance, letting him lift her back up onto the desk and lay her down across it, her legs opening willingly and presenting her glistening-wet pussy to him. The Commander stood up to his full height then, one hand grasping his cock and stroking himself a little to get himself rock-hard once more, passing the moments by slapping the head of his cock against her wet lips or rubbing along them, easily coaxing a moan out of Da Vinci.

''Mm, put it in~'' The blonde Submarine moaned.

The Commander didn't hesitate to agree, spending just a few seconds to rub on her nether lips before lining up – and a synchronised moan escaped them as he penetrated her; pushing into her tight, welcoming tunnel. Just being inside her felt incredible, the breath forced from his lungs as her hot, wet walls pressed down on his shaft – intimately feeling every little ridge or groove of her insides as he throbbed against them. Da Vinci shuddered but didn't tell him to stop, encouraging him to push as deep inside her as he could before finally coming to a stop, two-thirds of his length inside her.

Then with a slow exhale the Commander started to pull out. His cock scraped between her walls and only when the tip nearly slipped out did he plunge back inside her vagina, fucking a moan out of the Submarine girl and enticing him to do it again and again, settling onto a firm rhythm. The desk creaked from the movement but neither stopped, their mutual panting and occasional moan interspersing their movements.

''Myn, ahn... you're so thick~'' Da Vinci whined out, grasping the edges of the desk for support.

Aroused the Commander replied by bucking his hips, slamming into her slippery tunnel suddenly and fucking a squeal from her lips, one hand quick to cover her mouth lest another escape and alert any passing Ship-Girls. Smirking lustfully the Commander responded by pulling that same hand away and instead darting down and kissing her, devouring Da Vinci's surprised moan and shoving his tongue into her mouth; letting her taste herself on his tongue.

Their tongues met and wrestled in her mouth, their slippery appendages tossing and turning about, sometimes curling around one another's before separating – only to then inevitably reconnect, their lips flush together and sealing away their moans. Moans that became more frequent as the Commander kept pumping into her tight pussy, his shaft scraping her clinging walls and bumping up against her innermost parts; his pelvis impacting hers with enough force to make a fleshy smack sound.

''Mmph... a-ah, Commander~'' Da Vinci mewled as she pulled back from the kiss, lust in her eyes as she looked at him. ''You better keep going until we- ah~!''

A cute yelp fled Da Vinci's lips as he suddenly grabbed her hips and plunged into her harder, bottoming out in her clenching heat. The surprise faded a split-second later and a moan rolled off of Da Vinci's tongue, her back straightening before a ripple of pleasure washed over and she relaxed once more; laying back against his desk. The Commander relished the view he got, looping his arms around her long legs and holding them up so her ankles came to rest upon his shoulders, giving him a nice view of her front as he plunged into her.

Cheekily Da Vinci twisted her ankles, cupping his face between her feet – giggling up at him. Said giggle swiftly melted into a surprised moan when he reached up and unzipped the right zipper of her swimsuit, revealing her small breast and allowing him to flick her nipple as he fucked her. The added stimulation made the blonde tighten around him, her slick walls clamping down around him so perfectly it felt like she was made to take his cock.

The lewd thought hastened his thrusts; losing rhythm and becoming more primal, more passionate. The sound of smacking flesh positively echoed off of the walls as he rammed into Da Vinci's pussy, the Submarine squeaking and squealing as she took each and every thrust – clutching onto the desk solely so he wouldn't fuck her over the edge of it by accident. Yet despite that risk a shaky grin refused to leave her face, her eyelashes fluttering and her eyes becoming half-lidded as pleasure shuddered through her body in waves, each one more intense than the last.

''Yes, don't stop Commander, I'm... s-so clos- o-oh...!'' Da Vinci screwed her eyes shut – voice becoming quieter. ''Yes, faster, f-faster!''

Slick squelches became audible as he pistoned in-and-out of her clenching pussy, her toes curling as pleasure wracked her slender body, his cock pulsed against her smothering wet walls – and the pleasure finally grew too great and Da Vinci climaxed, squealing with utter ecstasy as she came on his cock.

The sudden tightness that clamped down on him proved too much for the Commander, the air squeezed from his lungs and hurrying his thrusts – before with a tight grunt he blew his load inside her. Splatters of warmth spurted across her inner walls, squeezed out by her clenching heat and encouraging him to bury himself up to the hilt inside Da Vinci, pouring untold amounts of semen deep inside the Submarine girl and leaving her writhing with mute bliss; spasms jerking through her shoulders each time another healthy dollop of cum spurted inside her.

And then all at once the Commander pulled out. Mere seconds passed before a thick dollop of cum started to leak out of Da Vinci, dribbling down her butt and coaxing a shuddering moan from the Submarine girl, her lips spread into a silly grin.

''Hehe... you really came a lot, huh.'' The blonde remarked even as he laid her legs down on either side of him.

''Yeah. Really needed that.''

''Happy to help~'' Da Vinci chirped and sat up... though her gaze was quick to go to his still-hard cock. ''Looks like somebody though still wants another round~''

Without waiting for his reply Da Vinci twisted; a cute grunt escaping her as she rolled over onto her stomach and got her feet on the floor; presenting her shapely ass and drooling slit to him. Throwing a cheeky smile over her shoulder Da Vinci wiggled her butt at him, immediately getting his cock to perk back up and his hands to settle on her hips, pushing himself flush against her rear. The Submarine blushed as she felt his swollen cock press against her rear, his dick twitching as he took aim – and a mutual moan rolled off of their tongues as he pushed inside her, filling her in a single smooth thrust.

''Ahn~'' Da Vinci mewled. ''M-Move~''

The Commander didn't need to be told twice, and with a growl of pure lust he reared his hips back until only the tip was inside – then slammed back inside her. A throaty moan squeaked out of Da Vinci and the Commander gladly repeated the movement; his cock scraping her walls and slamming back into her clenching tightness, filling her to the brim in an instant. Bent over his desk as she was Da Vinci was practically trapped between him and the wood, yet the delighted moans fleeing her lips told of how much she liked the position.

A sentiment he shared; grunting as he put both hands on the wood and plunged into her with rough, vigorous thrusts; the sound of clapping flesh ringing throughout his office. The wooden desk rocked from the force of his thrusts, the edge lifting up briefly before thudding back down when he pulled out, the dull thuds only adding to the moment and encouraging the Commander to keep up the tempo, fucking his subordinate into his desk gladly.

''Myn~!'' He hit a sweet spot when he slammed into her, making her legs lift off the floor and bend at the knees – feet wiggling about even as he kept railing her. ''A-Ah, mm! I-It feels so good please don't s-sto- ah~!''

The Commander gladly complied; leaning back enough that he could hold her waist as he rammed into her clenching tightness – intimately feeling her womanhood tighten around him as he hit that spot special spot. He blindly aimed for it, his legs bending slightly at the knees and plunging his swollen shaft deep inside Da Vinci, fucking all manner of cute noises from her lips. Sometimes they rose into squeals and other times withered into whimpers; nevertheless all burning themselves into his memory.

Lustful want shot through him a split-second later, and with a growl he snaked his left hand under her bust and his right on the desk – practically spooning the blonde Submarine as he kept ramming into her depths, bumping up against her innermost parts. Far from submissive Da Vinci pushed herself back onto his dick as best she could; moans rolling off of her tongue as he jammed himself into her hard and fast, the lack of any real rhythm only making it more exciting for them both, coaxing no small number of moans from them.

After two prior orgasms though he wasn't going to last; nor was Da Vinci. Too out of breath to try and kiss but too horny to just thrust the Commander practically hugged her from behind, one hand groping her exposed breast whilst he kept slamming into her depths – her walls tightening around him when she raised her feet off the floor again, her weight completely on her waist. The pleasant fit only enticed him to keep ploughing her, his shaft throbbing with thinly-contained want that became downright impossible to hold back, her pussy so slick and hot that it just invited him to enter her once more, his cock spearing in deep-

''Guh!'' And with a moan the Commander creampied her for the second time that day; hilting inside her and filling her womb.

Da Vinci spasmed under him, one hand clasping her mouth just in time to muffle her squeal of absolute pleasure, her walls clenching and squeezing every last drop of cum out of him. He stayed nice and deep in her for several moments, every throb of his cock punctuating another spurt of semen that was poured inside her, before with a stiff sigh he slowly pulled out – satisfaction tingling along his sensitive cock as it finally started to go soft.

''Hah... haah...'' Giving her butt a light swat the Commander leaned back upright. ''You good?''

''Mmhm~'' The fucked-silly mewl he got brought a chuckle out of his throat.

As did the excited grin she shot him when she rolled onto her back, legs closing but not hiding the thick dribble of white to leak from her lips.

Safe to say when night fell and he helped her with her blueprints, they did more than draft ideas.

Turns out a swivel chair made for a good spot to bone.

[END]