A/N: Flowed a lot better than expected when writing this one. About time I wrote a Eugen/Crossroads fic as well.

Do enjoy~

Crossroads

The sky was stormy. The waves were turbulent. The land crumbling under the wake of nature's wrath.

Prinz Eugen didn't know where she was. The dark ocean underfoot lashed at her ankles as she stood atop it, lifting her up only to plunge down as if to pull her into the abyss itself. She fought its hold, kicking her legs, but without fail the ocean would try again. The cold winds that whipped through her hair felt like they sapped the strength from her bones, weighing her down and aiding the ocean's hungry grasp.

Frantic she looked around for some escape, and hope lit up her face as she saw it – an island. With haste she sailed across the top of the water, the waves bobbing less and less the closer she got, only encouraging her to reach land. Icy bites nipped at her legs like piranhas but she didn't dare look down, nor dare to look away from the island; as if it would disappear the moment she averted her eyes.

It was thus a mercy when she reached the sandy dune that made up the island; climbing atop the strangely hot sand. Even through her heels she could feel it, and when she dared reach down and touch it with her hand she yelped and drew the limb back; feeling as if though she'd touched a burning stove. Even with the frigid weather, the sand was so very hot.

Suddenly, she heard engines roar. She knew them well; aircraft engines.

Old experiences made her look up, scouring the sky. Dark clouds loomed in a heavy blanket, puffy and illuminated only briefly by forks of lightning, but her trained eyes caught the t-shaped aircraft flying through the dense clouds. A bomber.

In the background an air raid siren started to scream; the high-pitched whining piercing her ears and filling her with a desperate urgency, somehow knowing this was no ordinary bomber. Raising her rigging's anti-air cannons she opened fire, caring not if it was friend or foe and filling the sky with clouds of flak. Yet none of her shells seemed to hit, the bomber flying through it unharmed – before it dropped a bomb.

Just a singular bomb.

One that whistled ominously as it fell through the sky, all of her shots inexplicably missing.

Until with a blinding flash, it exploded.

Light.

Heat.

Pain.

BURNING.

''Haah!''

Prinz Eugen jolted awake, eyes wide and breathing fast. Her amber eyes stared straight ahead, the scent of burning flesh and seared nerves flaking away from her memory like a burned piece of paper, leaving nothing left for her to grasp onto beyond faint ideas of what it was.

As the seconds ticked by the Ironblood woman slowly stirred out of her startled state, blinking away the sting in her eyes and looking about. It was night, the room dark and with just a sliver of moonlight creeping under the curtains, the angle telling it was still late into the night – a squinted glance at the clock telling her it was just past three in the morning. The bed covers draped up to her chest were warm, almost stifling in fact; soon prompting Prinz Eugen to push them to one side.

She was careful not to disturb her bedmate however; quietly glancing back at the man laid in her bed. The Commander. He slept soundly, turned away from her and snoozing softly, bringing a faint smile to Eugen's face as she slipped out of bed. The night air was refreshingly cold against her skin and she savoured it, dressed in naught but a black nightgown as she wandered through into the adjoined bathroom. The tiles kept the coldness in, almost uncomfortably so... but it helped chase away the memories of the infernal heat.

'What was that?' Prinz Eugen thought to herself, stopping in front of the sink and running the tap; splashing her face with some cold water. 'That weird island, that bomber... the bomb...'

She shuddered. She had no idea what that was. Never had she experienced such a thing, and she was sure she'd remember it if she had. It had all felt so real though for a dream, though she tried convincing herself that didn't mean anything. After all you could experience anything in a dream provided you'd experienced it in real life, from what she'd heard. So, since she'd been bombed, been burned and been on rough seas in the past, it made sense her dream could be an amalgamation of all three.

Still, it didn't diminish how haunting it had been. She refused to use the word 'terrifying'; bottling up such fear and shoving it into the deepest recesses of her mind. With a grimace Eugen looked at herself in the mirror, wiping the lingering droplets from her cheeks, before drawing in a deep breath and nodding to herself.

'It's late. I should get back to bed.' The cruiser told herself. 'It's just a dream. I've fought Sirens before. Fought in a war. Why should I be scared of a damn dream?'

Yet despite her bravado, even she couldn't fully deny the twist of fear in her stomach; an anxiety she did her best to ignore.

And as days turned to weeks, the nightmare would remain.

X-x-X

Eugen found herself on the island.

The faintest sense of deja vu touched her mind but she couldn't place it, looking around at the wide ocean around her. The waters were calm, deceptively so, and a beautiful blue colour – not like the fierce rough tides of the North Sea or Atlantic Ocean. However the peace and tranquillity was uncomfortable; unnatural. She looked around, feeling paranoid about something she couldn't begin to understand, her eyes scanning the clear blue sky for some evidence of her fears.

That changed when she heard a voice call out to her. The words were blurred into a single sound she couldn't name, but succeeded in drawing her gaze over her shoulder. Immediately the anxiousness in Eugen's visage was replaced by a bright, joyous smile as she laid eyes upon her beloved Commander; the white suit he wore as immaculate as ever and with a familiar smile on his face, equal parts calm and patient. The same smile she'd fallen in love with all those years ago.

He stood in the middle of the island, waiting for her, and without missing a beat Prinz Eugen began to jog towards him – only to freeze mid-step as she heard the engines of a bomber fly overhead.

Panic overtook her and she looked about, spotting a four-engined bomber flying away from the island – even though she hadn't heard it approach? – but her attention shifted down as she noticed something glinting in the sky. A bomb. A very large bomb... heading straight for them.

''K-Kommandant!'' Prinz Eugen cried out, hurrying fast. ''Kommandant, get down!''

Yet he still stood there. Still smiling, still patient, even as she cried out to him.

Then a flash of light and wave of fire took him from her, rushing towards her in a pyroclastic wave-

-and with a hitched gasp, Prinz Eugen woke up again.

Adrenaline coursed through her, pumping blood loudly in her ears and making her breathing ragged but quick. She felt uncomfortably hot and tried to squirm away from it, only to stiffen as a hand touched her head. Familiar fingers threaded through her loose silver hair and stroked down the back of her head before repeating the soothing motion, sending shudders rippling through Eugen, her chin digging into he collarbone as she curled in on herself.

''Ssh. Easy.'' The Commander's soothing voice brushed against her forehead, preluding the gentle kiss there. ''Easy.''

Prinz Eugen drew in a breath, biting back the sob that threatened to escape. He was here. He was alright. He wasn't gone. He wasn't going to leave her. The thoughts circulated through Eugen's mind and brought her an untold amount of relief; her arms wrapping around the Commander's torso and allowing her to bury her face in his shirt, not-so-subtly trying – and failing – to dry her tears on his crumpled grey top. Though he undoubtedly noticed, the Commander said nothing about it.

Instead he just held her and stroked her head, whispering soft assurances to her and giving her time to calm down. Gradually the cruiser did; getting her sniffling under control and wiping away her tears, though it took another minute before she extracted herself from his chest and tipped her head back, finally meeting the Commander's gaze. He met hers with nothing but gentle patience, melting her heart as it always had.

''You okay now?'' He asked softly.

''...yeah.'' Eugen murmured, a faint smile twitching at her lips when he stroked her cheek. ''...sorry for waking you.''

''Have a nightmare?'' The Commander hummed.

''A recurring one.'' Eugen's faint smile flickered out like a light, her expression becoming pinched. ''I... I have this dream of being on an island, or near one, and out of nowhere a bomb gets dropped and...''

''And...?''

''And I die. I guess.'' She admitted rather glumly. ''The last thing I feel is fire and burning. I've been bombed before, sure, but this felt... different. I've never been to an island either; it felt like I was in the Pacific too, rather than the Atlantic, but I've only ever been there a couple of times...''

''But in tonight's dream, I saw you get...'' Her throat closed up before she could finish but the Commander understood, giving her a firm hug and kiss to the forehead. ''...gods, I must look so pathetic right now.''

''Not at all.'' He soothingly rubbed her back. ''Why didn't you tell me sooner?''

Eugen huffed, tucking her face into his shoulder. ''Pride. Denial. Fear too, I guess. Like if I acknowledged it then it'd become real.''

''That's just silly, you know that.'' He said with a slight, teasing inflection.

Eugen huffed, a faint smile twitching at her lips. ''Probably. But fear does that to you.''

''That it does.'' He agreed.

The two of them lapsed into silence, just holding one another for who knows how long. Eugen didn't bother to check the time but judging with how quiet their shared room was she guessed it was late into the night still, probably around two to four in the morning. After a long moment Eugen tilted her head back a bit, glancing up and meeting the Commander's gaze before wordlessly shifting up slightly, ending at eye-level with him and allowing her to thread her arms around his neck, pulling their bodies close together.

And then without a word needing to be said Eugen leaned in; connecting their lips in a slow, romantic kiss. The Commander hummed lightly into it and drew it out, their lips mashing together slowly but lovingly, chasing away her nightly fears with his affection. Eugen found herself getting addicted to it, deepening the kiss and reaffirming her hold on him, the kiss getting more passionate as they both melted into it more.

''Mm... Kommandant...'' Prinz Eugen groaned softly, drawing back from the kiss and meeting his eyes. ''Mind helping me take my mind off that damn dream?''

''If that's what you want.'' He responded with equal softness, reclaiming her lips.

Prinz Eugen groaned into his mouth, not protesting when he snaked his arms around her lower back and pulled her closer – moving on top of her and pushing the covers partway down their bodies. They kept the kiss going as they moved, breaking it off only long enough to gulp in a breath before immediately mashing their mouths back together, moaning in unison. Without needing to be asked Eugen reached between her legs and shoved her black underwear halfway down her thighs, prompting the Commander to tuck his boxers down as well.

In an instant Eugen grabbed his soft cock and started stroking it, her ticklish touch skilled from serving his cock many times before. The Commander moaned into her mouth, balancing himself on one arm whilst his other went up her thin nightgown and groped at her chest – no bra to hide her large plump breasts. He felt her up with familiar passion, never able to get enough of groping her tits, before drawing his hand southwards between her legs.

Eugen couldn't hope to contain her whining moan as he stroked her slit, his touch tickling and quick, enticing her to pay him back with stronger jerks of his cock. He was hard now; pulsating against her palm and encouraging her to tease him a little more, forming a ring with her index and thumb and tugging just under the head in short quick strokes, easily wringing moans out of her lover.

''Haah... Eugen...'' The Commander grunted, inserting two fingers inside her.

The Ironblood woman shuddered at the insertion; feeling his thick fingers pump into her. Slowly at first but over the course of a couple seconds he sped up, soon jamming them into her eagerly and fingering all sorts of moans out of Prinz Eugen, her voice filling the bedroom as they got each other off. However neither of them were in the mood for some foreplay; a thought that tempted them to soon pull their hands back, and instead allow the Commander to get on top of Eugen, his tip prodding her folds.

Their lips drew near, a mutual breath shared between them – and just as their lips sealed together in a kiss the Commander pushed inside her. Eugen moaned; the sweet sound warping into a higher-pitched gasp as he slowly but firmly buried his entire length inside her on the very first thrust, spreading her inner walls apart with his girth. Her inner walls lovingly clenched around his shaft, practically sucking him in and encouraging him to start moving; slow rocks of his hips pumping him in-and-out of Eugen's tight tunnel.

''Mm~'' Eugen broke off the kiss and tucked her face into his neck; nuzzling it and planting kisses along it. ''Hah, yes... just like that.''

The Commander pecked her on the cheek, luring her back and allowing him to claim her lips in a kiss once more – his tongue invading her mouth and earning a low moan from his wife. Spreading her legs open wider she moved her hands down to his lower back, pushing him into her and mewling when he obliged her unspoken request, pumping himself into her a little bit faster. The feeling of his cock scraping her walls set her nerves alight in the best way possible, chasing away the nightmares that had plagued her for the past few weeks.

Breaking off the kiss Eugen tilted her head to one side – immediately moaning when he dove down and attacked her neck with quick kisses and lewd sucks, leaving a couple love-bites on her neck. The familiar sensation made her squirm with subtle happiness, her walls clenching around his cock tightly and only encouraging the Commander to fuck her harder; his hips jerking forth and plunging himself balls-deep inside Eugen repeatedly, filling her tight tunnel to the brim.

''Ah, mm~'' Locking her heels behind her back she pecked him on the jaw. ''Cum inside me tonight.''

''You sure? Don't think we've got any birth control left.'' The Commander managed to grunt out.

A shudder rippled through Eugen, her insides tightening around his thrusting cock. ''Yes. I... I think I'm ready now, to start a family with you, Kommandant.''

The confession made his thrusts stop. ''Uh... you double sure? This isn't a-''

A hand in his hair pulled him down into a wild, passionate kiss, one that left her lover flushed pink by the time she was done with him.

''Yes.'' Prinz Eugen said with an exasperated, but fond tone. ''So stop yapping and knock me up, meine Liebe~''

The seductive tone her voice took sent a shudder of lust rushing through the Commander, and with a groan of agreement he resumed thrusting – with force. His cock hilted deep inside her and his flesh smacked against her own, the sound echoing off of the walls. As did Eugen's sharp moans; her head pushed back into the pillows right before he dove down and kissed her, devouring her voice as he plunged himself deep into her tight tunnel, the tip bumping against her innermost parts like a battering ram.

The headboard banged up against the wall from the force of his thrusts, coaxing out a groan from the Commander and prompting him to grab the plank of wood, holding onto it with one hand whilst his other busied itself by groping Eugen's left tit – squeezing her soft malleable tit as he hilted in her. The way her walls constricted his cock felt like she was sucking him back in, only hastening his thrusts, the urge to cum becoming all the stronger when she had her legs wrapped around his waist.

''Hah, Eugen...'' He grunted out. ''I'm gonna cum...''

''Yes, come on, do it!'' Eugen cried out, teeth sinking into her bottom lip and her eyes screwing shut. ''N-Now! Mrn, do it!''

Heat swelled up his cock, coaxed up by her words as he plunged into her slick, tightening tunnel – when Eugen seized up and cried out. In an instant it was impossible to hold back, the surging warmth shooting up the Commander's cock before he released himself inside of Eugen; moaning in bliss as he spurted his seed across her walls and deep into her womb. Her walls strangled his shaft for every last ounce of seed she could get, aided when he bucked his hips in several short thrusts, emptying himself into her depths.

Only when his orgasm ended did the Commander pull out. His tip sprung from her nether lips, her slick sex soon drooling a thin river of white, as if to confirm that he had in fact came inside her. The thought sent a shudder through the Commander and he eased himself down onto the bed next to his wife, panting heavily from their tryst... only to blush as Eugen sat up, and then swung one leg over his; straddling him.

''Hmhm. I hope you don't think we're done with just one round, meine Liebe~?'' Prinz Eugen teased. ''If we're trying for a family, it's best to make sure there's as high a chance as possible, no~?''

The Commander shuddered, stroking his wife's thighs in silent agreement. He was still hard, not least by the fact a flushed and smirking Eugen was straddling his lap. A sight that became all the more alluring as Eugen grasped the hem of her nightgown and hauled it over her head, tossing it to one side and brushing her silver locks from her face; her hair spilling down her back in a messy stream, some ends curling or poking out at random. In contrast to having her hair in its normal brushed, tied-up manner, having it loose and messy gave Eugen a much more vulnerable look, one he couldn't help but find cute.

Any such notions of cuteness were pushed to the back of his mind though as Eugen raised herself up on her knees; two fingers guiding the head of his cock to her pussy, the head rubbing along her glistening-wet folds – before without hesitation Eugen lowered herself down. From his position he got a front-row seat to the act, watching the head sink inside and preluding the rest of his gleaming shaft disappearing inside her; her groin flush against his own as she moaned, savouring the fullness.

Then with a hand on his stomach Eugen started to ride him. Rising up until only a third of his cock was inside her she swiftly dropped herself back down, moaning sexily as she took his entire length inside her all at once. The cum still inside her only made the act feel lewder; sticky, mixed fluids squelching about their joined parts as Eugen rode him at a steady pace, her thick thighs flexing as she rose and fell upon his shaft.

''Hah, haah~'' Eugen exhaled arousingly, tipping her head back. ''I can feel you twitching so deep inside me... mm, that eager to fill me up, meine Liebe~?''

The Commander groaned wordlessly in return, bucking his hips. Eugen shuddered from the sudden thrust and tightened around him in return, a moan rolling off of her tongue as she swapped to grind on his dick – rolling her hips in quick back-forth motions that squeezed all manner of sounds out of the Commander's lips. Then when he least expected it she went back to riding him proper, rising up until his cock nearly slipped out of her before plunging all the way back down again, groaning in satisfaction as he filled her to the brim,

''Crap, Eugen...'' The Commander moaned out, gripping her hips sides and matching her pace – thrusting up into her as hurriedly as he could. ''I won't last long at this rate...''

''G-Good~'' Eugen moaned out, a hint of a smile on her lips. ''Don't... hold back~''

The Commander merely bucked his hips as a response, her inviting warmth smothering his cock up to the base before soon he pulled back. The hypnotic stimulation melted his mind, rapidly losing coherence as he just focused on sliding into her slick tunnel. Even in the dim light he could make out his wife with full clarity, seeing her stomach grow taut and her thighs flex as she moved them faster, bouncing herself onto his dick with a desperation that hinted at her bubbling climax.

Eager to see it the Commander moved his hands down to her hips, groaning with effort as he pounded himself up into her. Eugen cried out, slapping a hand over her mouth and jerking forwards; spasms rippling up her stomach as he consistently plunged up into her wet pussy, their flesh loudly clapping together. Without his hand to steady it the headboard banged repeatedly but neither made a move to stop it, their muscles all locking up as their ends neared.

Until at last the Commander yanked her down. ''Cum- crap!''

Cum erupted from his cock, spewing across Eugen's wet inner walls and pumping into her womb, flooding her depths with explosive force. The Ironblood woman convulsed from the sensation, grinding herself down on his cock with a staggered cry of pleasure, her voice hoarse and weak as she came for the second time that night, squeezing out every last drop of cum he had; any excess flowing out around his cock as she was overstuffed.

How long their orgasms lasted neither knew, only that they came down from their orgasmic highs in unison – gasps piercing the air before Eugen flopped down onto the Commander's chest, a low moan rolling off of her tongue. He held her close, burying his face into her hair and just panting heavily, feeling her naked body flush against him.

A full minute passed before he felt able to talk once more. ''Do you feel better now?''

''...mm.'' She rubbed her cheek against his collarbone. ''Thank you, meine Liebe.''

He kissed her forehead. ''Anytime, Eugen.''

Smiling in quiet content Eugen nuzzled herself into his embrace, barely even noticing when he pulled the bed covers over her; the warmth quickly lulling the tired cruiser back to sleep.

From that day forth she no longer dreamt of the strange island and infernal bomb, only of happier thoughts – most often involving her beloved Commander, and her future family.

[END]