A/N: A third Allen lewd in one month? Indeed~ This one being a more wholesome one than The Mistery Door, too~
I wanted to write a Halloween Allen fic, and thus here we are. And as a side note, expect a fair few witch costume lewds this year. Got a taste for them for some reason this year.
The pic that inspired this lewd can be found on the Twitter post of this fic~
That aside, do enjoy~
Your Dearest Witch
Halloween had arrived at last.
The day was welcomed by practically the entire base, and for good reason. The days leading up to it had been rife with candy purchases, costume designing and ordering, and Akashi in particular was crying with both gem-induced joy, and fatigue as she made her fiftieth costume of the day, working around the clock. The mountain of gems that now made up her bed, though, more than made up for it.
The base as a whole had even been dressed up. Paper cut-out bats, ghosts and other spooky characters hung from string or were plastered to walls, pumpkins were so prominent that the base could viably qualify as a pumpkin farm, and the number of Halloween-themed attractions numbered in the dozens. Couple that with the pranksters who sought to scare passing trick-or-treaters and the night was littered with chatter and screams, forming a pleasantly-spooky background track.
'Hopefully nobody gets scared too bad. Or gets ticked off afterwards and tries to blow the offender up.' The Commander mused to himself, doing his tie.
He himself had also dressed himself up in a black tuxedo with a red inside; his hair slicked back and a pair of fake fangs put into his mouth, making him look like a vampire. He stood before his full-length mirror just outside his home on the edge of the base, double-checking that his outfit was fine - before knocking at his door made him pause. A smile crossed his face a split-second later and he abandoned his place by the mirror, crossing through his cosy home and opening the front door – and there, stood with a grin, was his partner Allen M. Sumner.
''Heya Commander~'' Allen chirped, one hand raising in a playful salute. ''You ready to go?''
''Mm. Do I look good?'' He inquired with a light smile.
Allen made a show of looking him up-and-down, humming to herself... before a grin spread across her face. ''Good enough to woo this witch, heh~''
The Commander chuckled, eyeing Allen's own outfit. She'd gone with a witch costume this year; black with orange trim. The oversized, wide-brimmed hat partially hid one eye when she had her head tilted forwards, giving her an almost mischievous look that he found endearing. The black straps of her bra was barely visible next to the puffy short sleeves of her dress, said sleeves reaching no further than her biceps and ending in an orange trim. The corset around her waist kept her dress snug against her, highlighting her slender frame and with the skirt reaching no further than her thighs – and, for once, she was wearing thigh-highs; the sleek nylon hugging her legs snugly and ending in a pair of cutesy black shoes.
With her hair left in its usual low twin-tails and fluttering behind her in the breeze, her grin bright and innocent, she looked damn adorable.
''Heh.'' Allen grinned, putting one hand on her hip. ''I can tell you like my outfit for sure.''
''Was I that obvious?'' He chuckled sheepishly.
''Nah. But the fact you look like you wanna drag me inside instead of going out is givin' me hints.'' The Destroyer teased. ''But anyway, we gonna go or...?''
The Commander chuckled. ''Mm, lead the way.''
''Aye aye, Commander!''
X-x-X
Halloween at the base was a bit of an unorthodox set-up, but it was one that worked regardless.
Considering that most of the girls all lived in the same building going door-to-door was a bit trickier, thus other events were set-up to help regulate the flow of traffic and make sure people actually went about to enjoy the effort put into the event, rather than just walking around the dorms and going to bed. Costume competitions, treasure hunts, haunted houses; they'd pulled out all the stops to make it as lively and exciting for the various girls at the base, with some of the more mature ships acting as candy-givers.
The Commander also got to enjoy the various frights, tagging along with Allen and her sisters as they went to the haunted house, dropped by the costume party for a drink and had a go at treasure hunting. As the night progressed Allen's sisters broke off; Bristol went off into the woods to hunt for mythical monsters, Ingraham went back to her room to work on a last-minute project with a pumpkin, and Cooper ended up tagging along with Intrepid and Bremerton as they hung out at the costume party, last seen chugging half a wine bottle.
As the night wore on the Commander and Allen decided to retire for the night; saying goodbye to the companions they'd picked up along the way before heading back to his house – one they usually shared when she wasn't staying at the dorm like today.
''Mm~ Home sweet home~'' Allen mewled as she wandered in the front door; the nippy chill quelled as the Commander shut the door behind her.
''Have fun?'' He asked lightly.
''You betcha~'' Allen grinned back at him. ''Plus I got like a full basket of candy. This'll last me like a good month!''
The Commander chuckled in amusement, following Allen as they went back towards his room. As they walked through the doorway though the Commander couldn't help but notice how Allen glanced back at him, a playful glint in her eyes that nabbed his curiosity; said curiosity only growing when she let out a stifled snicker.
As he shut the bedroom door behind him, idly taking his fake-fangs out, Allen finally spoke up. ''Heh. Commander~''
''Yes Allen?''
The Destroyer grinned, twirling to face him in her full witch regalia and setting her witch hat to one side – her corset loosened. ''Trick...''
And then in a single fluid moment Allen grasped the hem of her witch dress and pulled it over her head, tossing it to one side.
''...or treat~?'' Allen finished, grinning even as a warm red blush coloured her cheeks.
The Commander stood, face red and stunned into silence. Allen stood before him, one arm draped over her bare stomach whilst the other plucked her witch hat back up, setting it upon her head once more. In contrast to her usual tomboyish choice of underwear tonight she wore black-orange lace; the cups of her bra trimmed with orange and pushing her medium-sized boobs up, emphasising her bust. Fancy black-orange underwear hugged her hips snugly, flowery designs embroidered onto the material and joined by a lacy black garter-belt, two thin belts running down to her black thigh-highs.
Seeing Allen in her underwear was usually enough to stun him. Seeing her in fancy lingerie for the first time? He was one step shy of short-circuiting.
A giggle from the aforementioned Destroyer snapped him out of his daze; a warm blush burning his cheeks. ''Uh... wow. You look great.''
''Heh, thanks.'' Allen wiggled her brows. ''Though you just gonna stand there and look, or you gonna come gimme a some kisses~?''
The Commander didn't hesitate to make his decision, crossing the distance between them and sliding his arms around her lower back, her own snaking around his nape – and a heartbeat later their lips mashed together in a passionate kiss. Allen mewled happily into it, the slight height difference between them not bothering her as she reciprocated the kiss wholeheartedly, a slight shiver travelling through her as he ran his hands up and along her back, tugging and toying with the back of her bra.
Said bra didn't stay there for more than a few seconds before the Commander's fingers pinched the back, unclipping it in seconds and allowing Allen to shrug it off; both of them breaking off the kiss long enough to get it out of the way. The moment it was gone the Commander mashed his lips against Allen's own, devouring the Destroyer's surprised mewl as his hands slid down to her boobs, groping her medium-sized breasts eagerly.
His thumbs found her nipples easily, flicking the pink little nubs or drawing circles around them, mindful not to do it too much but not too little either. Gently he hefted her tits about, appreciating their comfortable size before sliding his hands down to her hips, pulling the slender Destroyer against him. Smiling into the kiss Allen worked on the buttons of his tuxedo too, getting it loose and allowing him to shrug it off, his tie meeting a similar fate a second later; tossed to the floor.
''Mm...'' Breaking off from the kiss first Allen winked at him. ''Go have a seat mister~''
Chuckling lightly the Commander obliged, crossing the room and depositing himself down on the edge of the double bed. Smirking in a decidedly sexy manner Allen sauntered over to him, a deliberate sway to her hips until she stood before him, topless and with her witch hat emphasising her erotic expression. Then without a word the witch tipped her hat back and lowered herself down to her knees before him, his belt coming undone in seconds and allowing her to unzip his black dress pants; peeling them down to his ankles without losing her sensual smirk.
His boxers met the same fate; sliding partway down his legs and revealing his erect cock to the Destroyer. Allen cooed at the sight, one hand caressing his shaft while her other cupped his balls and squeezed them gently, eliciting a hiss from the Commander as she so sensually played with his dick. The dark-haired witch just wiggled her brows up at him, working her hands even as she leaned down – and then kissed the tip of his dick.
''Mn... Allen...'' The Commander breathed lustfully.
A giggle answered him right before another kiss touched the tip, her lips soft as they parted, allowing her wet tongue out. The slick appendage slithered over his shaft sensually, tickling a groan out of him as it traced the crown of his cock before flicking over the tip – her hands still working at the same time, jerking him off whilst her tongue teased the tip. The Commander pursed his lips in some vague attempt to resist the ticklish heat but Allen just licked more avidly, her hot breaths exhaled over his shaft.
Then without warning her lips grazed down the head and she took him in her mouth. This time he couldn't hope to contain his deep moan; putting his hands behind himself and leaning back, never taking his eyes off of Allen as she worked. The brim of her hat was tipped back enough that he could see her work, her lips sliding from the very tip to halfway down his cock, sucking her way along his girth and leaving it gleaming with saliva.
''Mmph... slrp... slrp...'' Allen held his gaze even as she blew him, her cheeks growing noticeably red as she did so.
Flashing her a slight, tight smile the Commander cupped her cheek, shifting his hand around to her nape and guiding her down his cock more actively. Taking the hint Allen uncurled her fingers and took him in deeper, her pink lips sliding down his shaft until she neared the tip before swiftly slurping back up to the tip; bobbing her head faster now and causing him no end of pleasure, moans positively rolling off of his tongue as she gave him head.
The wet sounds of her blowjob filled the bedroom, the lack of ambient noise making every suck and pop so much louder in his ears. He screwed his eyes shut and let out a soft hiss as her tongue suddenly lashed the tip, said tongue curling and licking the underside of his cock not a second later as Allen took him in even deeper, just an inch or two shy of deep-throating him and riling him up with her tongue mainly. The fact he got a look down her front as her medium-sized breasts and creamy thighs only accentuated the pleasure; his muscles drawing tight as the pressure built and built.
Then Allen spiced it up. Nudging his hand away from her nape she sucked straight up his cock and popped her lips off, a quick breath tickling the tip. Her fingers hurriedly curled around his dick once more as the Destroyer jerked him off, then after just a second she went down on him once more, slurping from two-thirds of the way down and then back up to the tip. Her lips audibly popped off of it again but she reclaimed the tip not a second later, slurping down before popping her lips off a moment after that; her quick sucks ending in a decidedly erotic 'pop' sound each time her lips left his shaft.
''Hah, Allen... damn...'' The Commander breathed out, aroused.
A light smile was shot his way before Allen reclaimed the tip, and this time deep-throated him. A sharp grunt fled the back of his throat as his entire length was sheathed partway down her throat, the wet heat that surrounded his shaft then so intense he almost came. Allen pursued that possibility, bobbing her head with sudden vigour and blowing him without relent, unheeding of the string of gasps that escaped him, the pressure in his cock rapidly rising – and soon reaching its peak.
''A-Allen, cum- mm!'' The Commander gripped the sheets as he blew his load in the Destroyer's mouth, shudders arching up his stomach and jolting through his thighs.
Only peripherally was he aware of Allen gulping, her tongue hot as it pressed against the underside of his cock, coaxing out as much of his load as possible. It was only when the Destroyer popped her lips off of shaft that the Commander came down from cloud nine; a wobbly moan fleeing his lips as his glistening-wet cock was exposed to the air once more. His gaze fell upon Allen a moment later, admiring his lover as she wiped her chin dry and gave him a sheepish grin, one that just added to her cuteness.
''Heh. Like that?'' Allen cheekily asked, knowing full well he did.
The Commander answered all the same, a light grin on his own lips. ''You bet I did.''
The witch hummed approvingly, shifting up to her feet and crawling onto his lap – whispering right into his ear. ''You still got 'nough stamina for the real deal?''
Rather than respond with words the Commander did so by sliding one hand down the front of her panties, cupping her wet sex. Allen stiffened momentarily and then all but melted, whimpering into his ear as he stroked her nether lips – his mere touch getting her off. Chuckling at that he stroked her more actively, his fingers sliding between her folds several times before finally inserting a single digit, coaxing out a gasp from his lover and making her grip his shoulders on reflex alone.
However both of them wanted more than just some finger-banging action, and so the Commander withdrew his finger after just a couple playful thrusts. Allen was left breathing heavier just from the few moments of action though, wasting no time in sitting up on her knees and wriggling out of her lingerie panties; raising one leg after the other until she could tug it off her heels and fling them across the room. The Commander lightly spanked her for that, using it as an excuse to grab her cheeks and pull her close; their lips mashing together in a deep, passionate kiss that did little to hide her moan of anticipation.
Gripping his shoulders more firmly Allen shifted into position, leaving it up to him to grab his dick and rub he head against her puffy pussy lips, the head sliding along them easily. Allen broke off the kiss then but didn't lean back; instead resting her forehead against his own and staring straight into his eyes, the brim of her hat casting a shadow over them, the faint light of the pumpkins in the room doing little to obscure their features from one another.
Then without another word Allen lowered herself down, and took him inside her.
''Mn... a-ah...'' Allen moaned softly as he penetrated her, inch after inch sliding into her searing-hot, slippery tunnel. ''Commander, it's in.''
''I can tell.'' He murmured back, kissing her briefly on the lips – his hands shifting to her waist and helping guide the Destroyer down onto his cock.
They weren't new to this but taking it slow at first was always a preference of Allen's. Thus with a soft moan the witch started to ride him gently, lifting herself up to the head and then impaling herself halfway down his shaft, her vaginal walls constricting his shaft ever so snugly. He hissed, the sound trailing off as their lips met again in another passionate kiss; the two keeping it going for several seconds as Allen continued to lightly bounce on his length.
The need to breathe forced them apart; moans spilling from their lips the instant they did so. Without a word Allen leaned back a bit and put more effort into her hips, her bounces becoming longer but faster; her insides smothering his shaft as he penetrated her deeper and deeper until the tip soon bumped against her innermost parts, filling her utterly. The fullness was a familiar pleasure given the slight size difference between them, and Allen told him how much she loved that particular aspect then and there; her moans permeating the air around them with every exhaled breath.
''Haah... Allen, you're so tight tonight.'' The Commander murmured, his lustful gaze running over her plumpish breasts and slender thighs, one hand shifting down to grope the latter. ''We should dress up more often too. Feels hotter.''
''H-Heh. Wouldn't mind doin' a little cosplay.'' Allen tried to tease, though the moan that bubbled up her throat made it come out more cute than sensual. ''Mm... I think I'd look neat in a nurse costume, yeah?''
''Succubus?'' The Commander asked with a tight smile.
''Eh...'' Allen made a face. ''I don't think that'd suit me.''
''I don't know about that.'' The Commander hummed back, one hand sliding up to her breast and groping her. ''Give you some horns and a tail and you could look the part.''
''If you say so.''
The Commander responded by bucking his hips, plunging up into her slippery tightness. Allen let out a cute moan, one devoured a split-second later as their lips crashed together; the kiss deepening as they held onto each other, their lower halves connecting smoothly and burning their loins with the pleasure. Allen was quick to spice things up; pressing herself down onto his swollen cock and grinding herself back-and-forth, the motion stirring his cock around her clenching insides and forcing a moan of pleasure from his throat.
Puffing out a breath the Commander moved his hands up to her chest, groping her medium-sized breasts and appreciating their small but shapely size, his thumbs flicking her pinkish nipples at the same time. Allen mewled and responded by leaning in and mashing her lips against his own, the two of them groaning into the heated kiss as she went back to riding on him, her slippery tunnel constricting him every time she raised herself up.
''Ah, mn, C-Commander... I'm close.'' Allen mewled against his lips.
The Commander chuckled tightly and bucked his hips harder in response, fucking a cute gasp-turned-moan out of the Destroyer. Pulling away from his lips Allen threw her head back, her moans escalating into cries of pleasure as she dropped herself down onto his cock, her movements quick and increasingly hurried as she chased after the pleasure simmering through them, her heat clasping around his length yet always failing to stop him from thrusting up into her drooling heat, hitting her innermost parts roughly.
Until soon the constant friction proved too much for Allen, the Destroyer mashing her mouth against his own – and with a muffled cry she climaxed. He felt her walls tighten around his needy cock, squeezing, gripping, begging – and with a groan of his own the Commander released himself inside her, painting her clenching walls white with his semen. She wrung him dry for as much as she could, every tight clench feeling like heaven in that instant as the tension in his lower half seeped away into nothing.
''Mn... a-ahn~'' Allen mewled cutely, rocking her hips a little before slowing to a stop. ''I forgot how hot it feels... heh...''
The Commander chuckled lightly in return, kissing the Destroyer on the nose and earning a giggle back, her own kiss touching his cheek. Slowly Allen raised herself up and off of his cock, clad in naught but her garters and thigh-highs, and without missing a beat Allen stumbled past him and flopped forth onto the bed. A cute moan slipped past her lips as she wriggled across the sheets and rolled over onto her back, her legs lolling wide open and giving him a look at her glistening pussy, leaking his seed in a slow trickle.
He managed to resist for only a few seconds before lust overtook him once more, a playful growl escaping the Commander as he got up on his knees and shuffled over to Allen, shifting between her spread legs. The Destroyer just flashed him a grin and wiggled her brows, going as far as reaching down and spreading her nether lips wide apart, the trickle of white helping guide him in as the Commander leaned down – and a unified moan escaped them as he pushed into her tight wet tunnel once more, filling her in a single pleasure-filled thrust.
''Mn... ahh~'' Allen gripped at the bed sheets, arching her back. ''C'mon, you do the moving this time.''
''You got it.'' The Commander grunted back, grasping her hips-
-and he fucked a squealout of his partner as he suddenly started moving. His cock slid halfway out only to slam between her clenching walls a split-second later, his movements swift and forceful right off the bat. He pressed himself down atop her, pelvis pressing against hers and their stomachs nearly touching as he plunged inside – her pleasure-filled squeak stifled as he connected their lips in another kiss, drowning the sound into a hot moan.
The Commander broke off the kiss seconds after, sucking in a breath before peppering her neck and collarbone with kisses, relishing the sounds he coaxed out of Allen as he worked his way down to her chest, kissing her shapely breasts. A hand landed on the back of his head, clumsily guiding him to her right nipple and prompting him to immediately take it into his mouth, sucking on the perky nub and lashing at it with his tongue – stuffing himself inside her the whole while.
''Mm! Hah, C-Command- ah~!'' Allen's cute cries reverberated through the bedroom. ''F-Faster!''
With a grunt he did his best to comply, rolling his hips feverishly and sheathing himself between those hot, gripping walls, her honey clinging to his cock and her flesh constricting his length. Screwing his eyes shut he could acutely feel every little detail, from how her walls tensed and relaxed in tandem with her muscles to how her nether lips grazed his shaft as he pistoned in-and-out of her, the lewd sensations only fuelling his lust.
Then he leaned back up, allowing Allen to cup his cheeks and pull him into a passionate kiss – both of them moaning as they went at it like animals. The sound of smacking flesh rung sweetly in his ears as he moved, the heat of their sweaty bodies acutely apparent as he pressed down against the slender Ship-Girl, both of them breaking off from the kiss long enough to catch their breath before quickly reconnecting their lips in a kiss.
''Mmph!'' Allen's nails dug into his upper-back. ''Commander, I- ah?!''
Allen let out a cute yelp as he suddenly pulled out. The sudden lack of dick inside her left Allen shuddering, a whimper escaping her, but any protests evaporated as he grabbed her waist and turned the Destroyer onto her side. Understanding what he wanted Allen hurriedly got her knees under herself, buried her face in the bed and stuck her ass up – and they moaned in unison as he slid between her glistening folds, sheathing himself all the way inside her and swiftly going back to fucking her.
The position let his cock push and rub up against new spots within her, sending bolts of bliss through Allen and pushing fresh cries of pleasure from her lips as he clapped her ass; his low grunts contrasting her high-pitched sounds. Bent over as she was he got a lovely view of her back and rear, his gaze hungrily roaming over her creamy flesh and sliding a hand along her lower back, feeling her muscles tense and her back arch from his mere touch.
''Ah, Commander, w-wait...'' Allen feebly mewled, her vaginal walls gripping him needily. ''I'm so close~''
The whining undertone fuelled the lust inside him; heat pulsing up his cock and encouraging the Commander to plough her pussy without restraint. The knowledge that she was so close made his cock throb, wanting to cum with her – railing her without relent, holding nothing back and just listening to Allen's stumbling, pleasure-filled squeals-
-until with a shout, the Commander came. ''Allen!''
''AH~!'' Allen spasmed as ropes of warmth entered her – pushing her over the edge.
The way her walls clenched around his shaft only squeezed more seed from the Commander's length, his swollen manhood pummelling her deepest parts and spurting his seed deep inside his naked partner – until with a harsh grunt he drove himself balls-deep inside Allen, unloading the rest of his seed deep inside her. Almost instinctively his right hand darted down to her pelvis, putting the tiniest bit of pressure over where her womb was, earning a low moan from Allen. Without any condom, both knew the chances he'd knocked her up was high.
They just didn't care.
''Mn... ahn~'' Allen let out a cutesy moan as he pulled out, his cock springing free from her womanhood – allowing a thin but constant trickle of white to leak out of Allen. ''Hehe... better buy me a ring soon, Commander~''
The teasing words drew a chuckle out of the Commander and he laid down alongside her, pulling Allen into a loose embrace, one that Allen gladly reciprocated – both just enjoying the closeness.
''You know.'' The Commander murmured against her forehead. ''You look really good in lingerie.''
''Noted.'' She poked his chin. ''Maybe I could wear this outfit later then, heh. Heard Bremerton was doing an after-Halloween costume party tomorrow for everyone who was too busy to attend one tonight.''
''...I don't think I could resist pulling you into the nearest closet if we go.''
''Who says I don't want that to happen, heh- eek!''
A cute squeak escaped Allen as he suddenly rolled on top of her; her surprise melting into pleasure as his hands pawed over her – and within minutes the two were going at it like rabbits once more, their moans continuing to fill the air for over an hour to come.
[END]
