A/N: Feeling moderately sick, so have a Le Triomphant fic I pulled out of the reserve list. Knew keeping a stockpile of lewd fics would come in handy for days like this, heh.
Please enjoy~
Restless
The Commander was restless.
That in and of itself wasn't an oddity. Being the leader of a fleet of human warships, fighting against a quasi-alien race of beings that sought to annihilate humanity put a lot of stress on one's mind. Couple that with the day-to-day dramas, the immortal stacks of paperwork that frequently haunted his nightmares and personal problems, and sleep was often as elusive as a mouse in tall grass.
This time, however, the Commander's restlessness stemmed not from some nightmare or stress, but from an interaction with some of his subordinates. Earlier, just before he retired to his dorm room, Vampire and Hobby had deigned to tease him. At first with little quips, then subtle innuendoes and invitations to do lewd things and then, just when he thought he'd survived the teasing onslaught, they'd flipped their skirts and flashed their panties before running off with snickering laughs, knowing it'd wind him up. Shameless, those two were.
But he couldn't deny it was effective. Sleep was hard to gain when horniness clung to his mind, making his pyjama shorts tight as he shifted and stirred repeatedly.
So much so that his room-mate and lover, Le Triomphant, couldn't sleep either.
''Mn... are you alright, Commander?'' The sleepy voice of Le Triomphant graced his ears.
Groaning in response the Commander shifted onto his back. The beige ceiling greeted him, his eyes adapted enough to the dark that he could see easily, aided by the sliver of moonlight that peeked through the curtains over to the left. However his gaze soon turned onto his lover as Le Triomphant moved onto her left side to face him, her eyes soft and attentive, even when just woken. This wasn't new to them, and part of the reason they'd gotten so close was her caring attitude; comforting him when the burden became too much. In the darkness her slender form was partially hidden, the thick blue quilt not helping, but he could still see her thin yellow negligee underneath, the straps black and looping over her slender shoulders.
''Just the girls messing with me earlier.'' The Commander sighed out, shifting to face her. ''Sorry. I'll try and get to sleep.''
''It's alright.'' Le Triomphant remarked, shifting the covers up a bit - her cheeks growing pink when she noticed the distinct bulge in his pyjama pants. ''O-Oh. So that was what you meant...''
The Commander chuckled sheepishly. ''Yeah. Vampire and Hobby again.''
Le Triomphant made a face and he laughed softly. Though Le Triomphant might not be 'possessive' per say, she did get quite pouty when other girls so blatantly teased him despite their relationship. She wasn't adverse to a more open relationship thankfully, being of the opinion that having more girls be comforted by his love was a good thing, but she drew the line between romance and just blatant teasing or invitations for sex.
''Those troublemakers...'' Le Triomphant sighed, her pout dissolving.
''Mm.'' The Commander ran his eyes over Le Triomphant's front. The negligee hugged her body very nicely, emphasising her small bust unhidden by any bra. ''Could you... help me with it?''
''At this time of night?'' Le Triomphant flushed.
''I can do it myself if you don't want to.'' He offered immediately. ''Or we could try sleep sex, if you're into that.''
His offer just made Le Triomphant blush darker, her lips pursing... but after a second she just sighed, a slight smile twitching at her lips. ''I just wish you told me before bed, then I could've satisfied you sooner. Come here.''
The Commander didn't hesitate to agree, shifting closer until Le Triomphant could loop her arms around his nape, pulling him into a kiss. The Commander reciprocated wholeheartedly, relishing how her small pink lips felt against his own. His hands wandered over her petite body, from her slender shoulders and slim hips to her smooth back and taut stomach, his fingers soon dipping down under her negligee and pulling it up. Le Triomphant pulled back from the kiss with a rosy blush but offered no protest as he undressed her, leaving her in naught but a pair of sky-blue panties; treating him to the sight of her small tits.
In an instant he dove down, taking her right nipple between his lips and sucking. Le Triomphant moaned softly against his forehead, hugging him close and whimpered as he sucked and tugged on the perky nub, feeling it grow stiff beneath his lips. He gave it a good few licks before pulling back, swapping over to her other tit and lavishing that one with several strong licks too, bathing it in his spit before his thumb came up to stroke it about, teasing more cute whimpers out of Le Triomphant.
When they pulled apart though the petite Destroyer made her own offensive; red-faced as she shuffled closer to him. Understanding what she wanted he immediately reached down and pushed his boxers to his knees, exposing his swollen cock to his lover. The blonde exhaled a shaky breath and curled her slender fingers around his cock, wasting no time in stroking him off. Her pumps were quick at first but she soon slowed down, finding a better rhythm to pleasure him without rushing his orgasm. She wanted him to enjoy it after all, not just get it out of his system.
As such the Destroyer shifted awkwardly to one side, facing the bed and raising her left arm whilst jerking him off with her right – allowing her to tug his cock towards her armpit and rub against it. The Commander bit back a moan, that secret kink of his flaring up as he felt the bulbous tip of his cock rub along her armpit, the flesh smooth but slightly squishier, but it was the sheer lewdness of the act that really turned him on.
''A-Ahh... Triomphant...'' The Commander moaned out.
Blushing at his breathy tone Le Triomphant kept at it, her hand moving back-and-forth eagerly and getting him rock-hard for her, his cock-head throbbing against her armpit as he poked and rubbed against it. He started rocking his hips too just to feel more of it, his groin tensing and his breathing coming out in shorter, tighter gulps as he rode the rush climbing his shaft – his orgasm too far away for now, but the rush addictive all the same.
Le Triomphant stopped before he got too into it though, blushing as she tucked some hair to one side and laid down on her side once more – allowing her to suddenly lean in and take the tip between her lips. The Commander grunted in surprise, the sound withering into a throaty moan as the petite Destroyer took him deeper; her pale pink lips framing his shaft as she accepted inch after inch over her tongue and into her mouth, soon managing to deep-throat him, the throbbing head curving partway down her throat before her nose buried itself in his pelvis.
''Mmph... ghk... mrr- haah!'' Le Triomphant soon jerked back, coughing briefly and with watery eyes from the deep-throat.
But before he could ask if she was alright or to take it easy, she pushed herself back down once more. Startled the Commander couldn't hope to contain his moan of pleasure, his right hand landing on the back of her head and pushing her down all the way, feeling her nose squish against his pelvis. She pulled back and he helped guide her back down, the two of them working together so she could throat his cock, her lips dragging themselves along his shaft and electrifying it with the subtle friction, her wet grunts and gags turning him on even more.
Doubly so when she wrapped both arms around his hips, moving her head faster – practically shoving herself down his cock and sheathing it in her gullet. He groaned, pushing his face into the pillow in some vague attempt to muffle it, but his gaze remained on Le Triomphant the whole time; hypnotised by the sight of her. Just seeing the elegant and ladylike Destroyer take his cock like a champ sent sharp shudders through him, the arousing contrast too hot to ignore.
Nor was the hotness of her mouth; her tongue pressing itself flush against the underside of his cock and guiding his girth down her throat. Every shaky inhale and exhale tickled his shaft hand he could feel her throat muscles clench or grip the tip of his dick, never failing to shoot bolts of bliss right down his shaft. Coupled with the half-hearted stroking he'd done shortly after getting into bed and the sight of his lover doing something so lewd, and the Commander's stamina suddenly became non-existent.
''T-Triomphant, I'm... fuck, fuck, cum- mmn!''
The hot, curse-laden whisper peaked into a grunt as the Commander orgasmed; shoving Le Triomphant all the way down his cock and cumming down her throat. The blonde's eyes widened but she didn't resist his hold, staying doing his cock and dutifully gulping the hot spurts of semen, his hotness leaking down her throat in ways that made her shudder. Air quickly grew thin but loyalty made her stay, her throat starting to convulse around his length as she took every last drop-
-and just when it began to get too much he loosened his hold, allowing Le Triomphant to jerk her head back, gasping. ''H-Haah- kuh- ghk-!''
Choking on some swallowed spit Le Triomphant broke out into coughs, earning her a slew of firm smacks to the back. It took her just a few moments to recover but her eyes remained watery from the deep-throat regardless; the sparkling tears contrasting her shaky smile.
''I'm fine.'' She coughed again, wiping her mouth. ''Do you feel better now, Commander...?''
The Commander nodded slightly. ''Yeah, but uh... still hard...''
Le Triomphant managed a giggle. ''You always are. One time isn't enough for you, is it?''
''Sorry?'' He apologised sheepishly.
''It's fine. Really, it is.'' Le Triomphant smiled sweetly back, wiping the spit from her lips and the tears from her eyes. ''Could you... make me feel good too?''
The Commander didn't bother to confirm, both knowing it was a yes. Le Triomphant blushed a little darker at that and shifted up next to his head, swinging one leg over him and straddling his face. The sky-blue panties she wore didn't last a second before he undid the side-tie, pulling them away and revealing her smooth pussy, lips slim and without any hair. She was wet too, her folds evidently needy and tempting the Commander's hands onto her hips, pulling her down onto his face.
And then his tongue got its chance to shine.
''Hiya- mmph!'' Le Triomphant bit her bottom lip, containing her squeak. ''N-Not so fast, Command- ah~!''
The Commander just smirked, eagerly burying himself into Le Triomphant's crotch and running his tongue along her pretty pussy, licking her eagerly and without relent. He was all too familiar with the position and it showed in his skill, his tongue lashing along her lips before teasingly moving between them, stroking the parts that made Le Triomphant gasp or twitch the most, her moans hardly contained by either her pursed lips or the hand she slapped over her mouth, her sweet voice easily audible all the same.
The Commander relished the lewd noises, flicking his tongue about before interspersing it with longer strokes. Introducing two fingers into the mix he spread her pussy open, stroking more of her quivering pink flesh and making Le Triomphant convulse on top of him, her whimper rich in his ears as she pressed herself down onto his mouth. With just a little shifting he managed to rub her clit with his nose, the subtle movement coupled with his tongue strokes making her seize up, nearly cumming right then and there.
''Commander, a-ah, Commander...!'' Le Triomphant whined out, in bliss.
The arousing pitch her voice took earned a hum from the Commander, his hands massaging her nicely-defined hips or sliding around to cop a feel of her ass, admiring her small but perky butt. She moaned at his touching but didn't protest, her stomach growing taut once more when his nose rubbed against her clit, the delicate amount of pressure enough to take her breath away. He took his time to stimulate the little nub, never doing it too much as to oversaturate her nerves but always edging her just a little bit, making her want more yet never giving her it. Not yet, anyway.
His hands worked their way up her sides as he moved his tongue too, tickling her ribs and nearing her small breasts – when Le Triomphant hurriedly slipped her hands down. Her palms touched his and her slender fingers slipped between his larger ones, both of them simultaneously curling their fingers; holding hands as he ate her out. The fact seemed to fuel Le Triomphant's pleasure even more, her gasps reaching a higher, more unstable pitch as his tongue flicked one particular part repeatedly, stimulating her relentlessly.
''Ah, Commander, C-Commander~'' The way Le Triomphant whimpered his name out just made him work harder, tasting her honey with every lap of his tongue. ''I'll... I'm almost... please, just... l-let me... ahn~''
His cock throbbed at her tone, demanding to take her right then and there, but he pushed down his own desire – devouring her pussy instead; nipping her folds before he licked them better, his nose also rubbing and pushing against her clit more insistently. She gasped, pushing her hips down more, but he pushed back with equal vigour – causing her to practically grind on his mouth, desperate for just that little bit more pleasure, her stomach growing taut and her back arching, until-
''C-Commander!'' With a hot cry Le Triomphant jerked her head to one side, a loud gasp escaping her as she finally orgasmed.
The Commander kept moving his tongue all the same, eating her out as she climaxed. She convulsed, pushing against him, her bliss lasting far longer than it would otherwise as he kept stimulating her mid-orgasm – until finally it grew too intense and she tried to stand up. A mistake; her legs too weak and causing her to awkwardly flop backwards onto his chest, then roll onto the bed. The Commander turned with her, cheeky as he shoved a hand between her legs and rapidly rubbed her clit, making Le Triomphant scream into the sheets and squirt a little, her lower half convulsing.
And then he stopped; pulling his hand back. Le Triomphant gasped and thrashed for a moment, pushing herself forth as if humping something; her back flexing into an arch several times as pleasure arced through her. It lasted just a couple more seconds before she went slack against the sheets, moaning in total bliss as she was left on cloud nine. The Commander just grinned at that, pushing the bed covers back and allowing him to shuffle down before her.
''Mm~'' Le Triomphant moaned as he grabbed her left thigh, rolling her onto her back. ''Commander... must you be so relentless...?''
''You know you like it.'' He teasingly quipped.
''That I do.'' Le Triomphant said softly, a smile on her face despite her burning-red cheeks. ''Um... are we going to do it now?''
''If you're up for it.''
Too embarrassed to speak Le Triomphant just nodded her permission; submissively opening her legs for him and revealing her glistening-wet pussy. The Commander admired her slim folds as he got between her legs, rubbing the bulbous tip of his cock along her womanhood, teasing a gentle whimper out of his partner. He teasingly dipped the tip in once, twice, even thrice but never inserted it fully, waiting until he got a moan out of his lover-
-and made that moan jump into a squeak as he finally pushed inside. With how wet she was he slid into her easily, her sticky inner walls clamping around his cock like a hot, snug vice, squeezing a moan up out of his throat. He wasn't all the way in though and rocked his hips, pushing deeper and deeper into Le Triomphant until his cock was stuffed fully inside her, fucking a gentle moan out of his partner.
Then he started to move properly. Pulling out to the tip the Commander gladly sunk back inside, a groan rolling off of his tongue as he sheathed himself balls-deep inside her, repeating the motion slowly – at first. Le Triomphant's whimpers served as a pleasant background to their intimate act, his own grunts interspersing them as he pumped between her nether lips, hilting inside his lover and watching her expression twist with pleasure.
''Myn, ah... Commander, you can... you can go faster...'' Le Triomphant managed to breathe out, moaning as she felt the tip of his cock nuzzle her deepest parts. ''Just focus on satisfying yourself, please... seeing you happy, makes me happy, after all...''
The Commander grunted an acknowledgement and leaned down, connecting his lips with hers and earning a muffled mewl from his lover, her arms wrapping around him. Adjusting his position the Commander laid himself practically on top of Le Triomphant, one arm snaking around her upper back whilst his other held her hip – and then he began to fuck her in earnest. The immediate gasp that fled her lips was contained by the kiss; as was the slew of whimpers that escaped her as he roughly pounded her wet womanhood, the fleshy smacks of skin-on-skin ringing out throughout the bedroom.
It wasn't gentle, it wasn't tender; it was rough, passionate, bestial even – and Le Triomphant loved it. Moaning into his mouth the petite but deceptively-durable Destroyer clung onto him as he slammed into her tight tunnel, her walls clenching around his manhood but doing little to stop him from slamming it in-and-out of her, hammering himself up against her deepest parts repeatedly. Her tightness seized around him, squeezing him ever so blissfully but he kept thrusting all the same, the friction intense and unrelenting. Carnal desires surged up within him, practically begging he unload himself between those searing-hot walls, to paint her pink flesh white with his seed, but he resisted.
''Triomphant.'' The Commander grunted against her lips and pulled back, holding her thighs apart as he kept sliding into that tight pussy of hers. ''G-Gonna cum soon.''
''A-As am... I...!'' The blonde Destroyer got out between gasps.
Groaning the Commander bucked his hips faster, burying himself up to the hilt inside her slippery tunnel and gazing at her taut stomach, his gaze darting up to her small tits or her slender shoulders, soaking in every little detail of Le Triomphant, her naked state the icing to his imminent orgasm-
-and just as he peaked he pulled out. Not a second too soon as he shot thick ropes of white straight up her taut stomach, the long ropes arcing over her small, heaving breasts and reaching her collarbone. Le Triomphant gasped in surprise, her voice withering into a whimper as he kept cumming on her, painting her stomach white and layering his seed across her; the last few spurts ending on her pussy lips.
''Ah... h-haah...'' Le Triomphant shuddered, intimately feeling his hot seed on her skin. ''You came so much...''
''Yeah...'' The Commander breathed, panting heavily.
The two of them lapsed into a momentary silence, too busy gasping in lungfuls of air to really speak. However the Commander's swollen cock didn't soften despite his orgasms, standing tall and swollen – the sight of which made Le Triomphant blush scarlet. Wordlessly the blonde shifted onto her side, shivering as she felt his seed leak down her front, before soon getting her hands and knees under herself, allowing her to present her small, perky behind to her lover, her slit drooling with a want for more.
The Commander didn't need a more obvious invitation than that. Unable to quell the excitement throbbing through his veins he shuffled up behind his partner and rubbed the bulbous tip along her womanhood, feeling how wet she was and teasing her a little more, pushing the tip in the slightest bit before 'missing' the hole – until soon Le Triomphant whined for the real thing and he stopped teasing her, pushing inside at last.
''Ahn~'' Le Triomphant moaned happily, bowing her head with pleasure. ''Commander, a-all the way, if you would...''
A grunt served as an adequate enough reply, his hands settling on her petite hips as he pushed in deeper. She was so narrow that it was a snug fit, even with how wet she was; the tightness only encouraging the Commander to start thrusting right off the bat. He could feel how her inner walls conformed to the shape of his cock, embracing his length ever so snugly and leaving him groaning with bliss as he moved.
As he pumped into his partner, feeling her slippery walls constrict his length, his gaze roamed up her figure. From her small perky rear to her narrow waist and smooth, taut back, she struck an attractive figure – his hands soon sliding up said figure until they settled on her shoulders. Le Triomphant mewled and submissively pushed herself back towards him, impaling herself on his shaft and forcing a groan out of the Commander, feeling her nether lips graze his cock when he entered her with growing force.
''Haah... hah, Le Triomphant...'' The Commander grunted out, hilting in her harder now – swiftly giving in to the lust within him.
''I-It's not safe today Commander...'' Le Triomphant managed to get out between moans; her slender body jolting forth every time he clapped her ass. ''Not inside today, please...''
''Fine by me. Is it fine if I cum on your back?''
Le Triomphant whimpered. Whether from the lewd question or the pleasure, he didn't know. ''Y-Yes... just not in my hair this time, please...''
The Commander groaned at the memory – busting on her face and getting a lot of his load in her hair – and sped up, slamming himself into her blissfully tight tunnel. He could never get enough of it, her walls constricting his pulsating member as he smoothly slid it into her, always going as deep as he could get his dick before pulling back out. Her walls clung to his cock, constricting and squeezing; practically begging for him to push back inside.
He did so gladly, resisting the enthralling heat climbing the underside of his cock and burying himself in her pussy with a slew of grunts. His flesh smacked against her own as he hit her rear, jolting her body forth before Le Triomphant willingly pushed back and impaled herself upon him, her sweet moans frequently escalating into shriller gasps or cries as he slammed into her, hitting her innermost parts like a thundering ram and pushing them both to their limits; heat flaring in their connected parts.
''Ah, wait, w-wait...!'' Le Triomphant gasped out, her back tensing. ''Commander, I'm, a-a- AH~!''
Le Triomphant's cry pierced the air as she reached her third orgasm of the night, bowing her head and burying her face into the sheets, her pussy tightly gripping his cock – pushing the Commander to the edge-
-and in a single hurried motion he pulled out, stroking himself off for several intense seconds before the first rope of cum erupted from his shaft, splattering across the Destroyer's slender back. Many more spurts followed, gasps escaping him unbidden of his will as he busted his load over her smooth back and tense shoulder blades, his white seed standing out to her creamy skin. Due to her position as well some of it began dribbling down and ran over her nape, the beads of white tickling a moan out of Le Triomphant, as did the spurts he shot onto her ass directly.
''Ah... h-hyaah...'' Le Triomphant mewled shakily. ''I'm all sticky now...''
''Sorry.'' The Commander breathed out in return, gradually going soft at last.
Le Triomphant on the other hand shifted onto her side, panting as she looked up at him – and soon posed a question.
''W-Would you mind carrying me, to the shower...?''
The Commander could only chuckle breathlessly and agree, whisking his loyal companion away for a late-night washing session.
One that ended up turning a bit more lewd than intended, not that either minded.
And when they finally returned to bed, they slept soundly beside one another, arms draped over each other in a lover's embrace.
[END]
A/N: Rare fic featuring no creampies~