A/N: This chapter was surprisingly hard to do. Might just be that writing Tallinn is hard, or maybe the necessary spark eluded me.
Ah well, either way I hope you'll enjoy~
Cabin Love
Chapter 2: Tallinn
''Mm...''
The Commander stirred from his slumbering slowly; gradually. The heat that encased his body on all sides threatened to lull him back to sleep at any moment, the warm bodies on both sides of him still asleep from the slow rise-and-fall of their chests. The blanket was warm and while it was a bit stuffy under the covers he didn't mind; it was cosy.
Sleep however became more elusive as she felt something shift across his legs. Still caught between sleep and consciousness the Commander didn't really pay it any mind. Not until he felt slim fingers curl around his cock, stroking it slowly. He shifted a little and hummed, the touch pleasant, and as if in response the small hand stroked his cock more actively; pumping from base to tip.
How long it lasted he didn't know.
Only that soon the hand shifted down toward the base and a hot breath tickled the tip – before a pair of lips encircled the crown of his cock, taking the tip into a warm wet mouth. The Commander groaned softly, squirming in place as those soft lips slid further down his cock, engulfing just over half of his length before sucking back up to the tip. There was little noise in the house, allowing him to acutely hear the wet sounds and heavier breaths of whoever was currently waking him with a blowjob.
Finally stirred from his sleep the Commander exhaled, tipping his head back into the pillows but not bothering to move; merely glancing over to his left where a peacefully-sleeping Chapayev laid, and to his right where a drooling Pamiat slept, probably thinking about snacks or something. That left one culprit; one that he could see the outline of under the sheet, a head bobbing up and down in tandem with the wet warmth that engulfed his cock.
'Should I let her known I'm awake?' The Commander thought to himself... before deciding not to. 'She probably knows anyway.'
Thus with a soft sigh the Commander tucked his arms behind his head and just gazed out across the room, admiring his abode for the next few days even as Grozny dutifully sucked his cock under the sheets; her motions becoming more active and her movements more vigorous. She might be a more submissive partner than most but she knew how to use her mouth, both on him and his other wives; a fact he silently enjoyed as her lips caressed his cock between them, sliding from near the base all the way to the tip without a single gag to be heard, only a faint few grunts as evidence of how deep it went.
It became harder to stay quiet as she took him all the way in; the tip of his cock plunging down the back of her throat and causing her throat muscles to clench around the tip of his cock, the tight squeeze around the head downright heavenly in that moment. Still he pressed on, his jaw set in a tight line and holding all the sounds in his throat in; enduring the pulsing heat that travelled up his cock. Grozny didn't make it easy though, her tongue getting involved and lashing around his cock expertly, slithering over it and smearing her glistening spit into his shaft. The excess saliva made the blowjob a wet one, her sucks turning into slurps and her right hand grasping his balls, squeezing them repeatedly as if to milk out her reward.
A reward she soon got, the breath in her throat bundling up – before he exhaled it all in a single tight hiss of pleasure as he came in the Destroyer's mouth. Grozny went still, her lips wrapped halfway down his cock and her hand jerking off the other hand, coaxing out all of his semen onto her tongue and squeezing his balls dry. Only when he had no more load to spurt did her motions slow but she kept stroking his cock for a little longer, making sure to really wring him dry.
''Mn...'' Shuddering the Commander lifted the hem of the covers up, peering down into the dim where Grozny laid on her front. ''Morning Grozny.''
''...slrp- mm. Glp.'' Her throat bulged once. ''Good morning, Commander.''
The Commander just smiled exasperatedly and reached down, prompting Grozny to squirm up his front and lay atop him – both of them sharing a quick, light morning kiss before he carefully squirmed past her, allowing his petite wife to take his spot and enjoy the warmth for a little longer; wasting no time in pulling the covers up to her chin and dozing almost immediately, leaving the Commander to shuffle down the length of the bed and stand up.
''Mm... one way to start the morning.'' The Commander murmured, more to himself than Grozny. It was already bright out, the white light spilling into the room, but it spoke of how tired everyone was yesterday that none of the bed's occupants had woken despite the curtains already being wide open.
Banishing the thought the Commander shuffled about and grabbed some fresh clothes before departing the room. As expected the air was downright chilly, not helped given his naked state – just a shirt hugging his frame. Nevertheless he made it down the hall and into the bathroom without freezing solid, and while the white-tiled bathroom was particularly cold, it warmed up quickly once he turned the shower on.
Humming a light tune the Commander stripped his shirt off and tossed it in the hamper, idly wondering how they were going to go about washing their clothes in such cold weather, before chasing the thought away and stepping inside.
All whilst a thought lingered in his mind. 'I wonder what we should have for lunch today...'
X-x-X
One by one the other occupants of the cabin woke up; roused from their slumber by the scent of freshly-made pancakes and sweetened jam.
After cooking everyone their humble breakfast the Commander went about doing the dishes, leaving everyone else to do their own thing. Belorussia opted to stay in her room and read one of her novels while Tallinn was content to lounge about for a day – both in contrast to Murmansk who was whisking Tashkent, Kiev, Grozny and Gremyashchy away on a walk up the mountain. Nothing too far and even if the weather took a turn for the worst they were durable enough to handle it, though the Commander still mandated they check in via radio once in a while, just to be on the safe side.
''Be safe now, alright?'' The Commander told Murmansk with as much sternness as he could... which was hard when faced with a ray of sunshine like Murmansk.
''We'll be fine~ It's just a mountain~'' Murmansk sung. ''I'm sure there won't be any avalanches or anything, teehee~''
''Don't say that, it's just going to make me worry more.'' The Commander drawled flatly, before sighing. ''Ah well, I can't stop you. Just stay safe.''
Without giving Murmansk a chance to respond he leaned down to her height and gave her a quick kiss for good luck; being treated to a cute pink blush from the aforementioned cruiser. Immediately he went to the next in line, Tashkent, and gave her a kiss too. She blushed silently but offered a slight smile. Kiev earnestly stood up straighter when he got to her and smiled into the kiss, left cupping her cheeks in silent happiness. Gremyashchy blushed as he neared but let him kiss her all the way, grumbling something under her breath about perverts. Grozny on the other hand simply waited her turn, being the only one to not break out into a blush as she simply kissed him back and saluted.
''Off you go then.'' The Commander said.
Chirping a a merry agreement Murmansk obliged, leading her flock out into the snow. Once Grozny had stepped outside the Commander finally shut the door behind her, staving off the cold and making him shudder from the subtle temperature change. He stood there for a moment, still pondering if they'd be alright, before forcing himself to forget about it. Instead he meandered over into the living room, currently populated only by Tallinn who was sprawled over the couch by the crackling fireplace.
''Where's the others?'' The Commander asked languidly, making his way over to the seat next to her.
Tallinn moved her legs so he could sit. ''Belorussiya is reading in her room, whilst Pamiat is currently taking a bath. Chapayev, presumably, is waiting her turn to go in as well.''
The Commander hummed thoughtfully, drifting his gaze around the room before settling it on Tallinn. The Heavy Cruiser had forsaken her usual uniform for a looser black crop-top that did little to hide her lacy black bra, plenty of cleavage on display with a beauty mark on her right breast. Her stomach was on full display as she stretched, her shorts doing little to hide her creamy thighs as she laid her legs atop his, her black thigh-highs silky to the touch and emphasising her toes.
Smiling a little the Commander caught her feet, gently massaging them. Tallinn sighed in approval and draped an arm over her eyes, resting back against the arm of the couch as he gave her an impromptu foot massage. His hands worked expertly, pressing down on the soles of her feet or rubbing the sides, his thumbs stroking along the top and always doing it just hard enough to feel good but not enough to cause discomfort.
Gradually his hands worked their way up to her shins, massaging them too before going to her knees. A slight smirk curled at Tallinn's lips and she opened her legs, enticing the Commander to rise from his seat and get on top of his wife. With a knowing smirk Tallinn snaked her arms around his neck and pulled him down, their lips inevitably meeting and muffling their mutual hums; eyes fluttering shut as they drew out the kiss.
''Mm...'' The Commander was the first to draw back, a light smirk on his lips. ''Up for some fun while the others are gone?''
''I'd be up for it even if they were still here.'' Tallinn countered smoothly, snaking her hands into his hair.
Then without missing a beat she pulled him back down into a rough kiss; her pale pink lips mashing against his own. Groaning the Commander slipped his right hand up her top and hiked her lacy bra up, allowing him to get a nice handful of her breast; fondling her plump bust. She was quite big especially when compared to his more petite wives and he appreciated that fact acutely; tracing the swell of her breast before giving it a nice squeeze, earning a groan from his partner.
His didn't fondle her for long though; soon moving his hand down south, tracing her toned stomach down to her groin, his hand slipping easily into her unbuttoned shorts. Tallinn hissed as he stroked her nether lips, his touch light, playful and succeeding in making her groan with open want. With a faint chuckle he slid two fingers inside her, wasting no time in thrusting them in-and-out of her heat and exploring her insides; his digits moving about lustfully.
''Mn, Commander~'' Tallinn groaned arousingly, her lips smooching against his neck; sending pleasant chills rushing through him. ''Just put it in already.''
''Hm? Normally you like a bit of foreplay.'' The Commander commented lightly.
''I'm too horny.'' Was Tallinn's blunt comeback, snaking her hand down to his pants and undoing his belt. ''So just fuck me here and now.''
The Commander shuddered with arousal and murmured an agreement, letting her take his belt off before shoving his pants down to his knees; leaving them bundled around them as he got on top of Tallinn; her own garments kicked off of her legs in a hurry. It took a moment of fumbling about before he got into position, the tip of his dick prodding at her nether lips several times, tickling the bush of silver hair topping her sex before he guided himself down lower, rubbing along her slit-
-until at last he pushed inside. The molten warmth that surrounded his cock felt downright orgasmic, a strained hiss fleeing the Commander as he slowly but steadily sheathed himself inside of Tallinn. The snug grip of her pussy only got more intense the deeper he went, inch after inch of his length fitting between her walls until his groin was flush against hers; managing to get his full length inside her right off of the bat.
''Fuck.'' Tallinn's low curse felt downright erotic in that moment.
However he didn't simply lay atop her; lust egging him on and encouraging him to start thrusting, grunting under his breath as he pumped into Tallinn's tight tunnel. Sprawled on a couch wasn't the easiest way to do it but there was a risqué feel to it; their bodies in constant contact as he pressed her down into the cushions, thrusting himself up into her searing vice. Tallinn wasn't idle either though, one hand in his hair and pulling him into the kiss whilst her other hand slid down and groped his ass, pulling him inside her faster.
Breaking off the kiss the Commander buried his face into her neck, inhaling her natural scent before giving her a rough love-bite; marking her flawless skin and earning a hiss from his partner. She pulled him out of her neck and roughly crashed their lips back together a split-second later, moans shared between their mouths as he sped up, one arm snaking under her lower back and pulling her stomach flush against his own as he moved, hilting himself in her passionately.
''Hah, yes...'' Tallinn cursed against his lips, groaning as she lolled her head back. ''Harder.''
The Commander gladly complied, leaning back and sliding his hands up to her sides, raising her lower body off of the couch as he ploughed into her. Tallinn swore in her native tongue, tossing her head left and right before ultimately throwing it back, her moans filling the living room as he pounded her raw. Her legs wrapped themselves tightly around his hips, pulling him into her and refusing to let him pull out; the thought only hastening his hips.
However he craved more; the urge tempting him to haul Tallinn up and on top of him. The cruiser groaned but didn't complain; taking just a few moments to adjust her position, her knees digging into the couch cushions – before with vigour she started to ride him, impaling herself down onto his swollen mast. The engulfing heat of her womanhood felt heavenly and he openly moaned, his hands sliding over her thick thighs and appreciating her curvy hips; his position giving him an arousing view up her front.
Tallinn noticed, smirking saucily before grasping the hem of her top and hauling it over her head. It came off easily, tossed to one side and allowing her dishevelled bra to be unclipped; the material shifting across her bountiful breasts before too being tossed to one side; baring her tits to him. His hands found them a moment later, cupping them from below and lustfully squeezing her breasts, earning a superior smirk from his partner.
''Really more of a breast man huh.'' Tallinn commented casually, though her heavy breathing betrayed her nearing climax.
''I don't have a preference.'' The Commander smiled tightly back, bucking his hips and fucking a moan out of the cruiser. ''Though I'm certainly not complaining about the strip-show.''
Tallinn chuckled; the throaty sound escalating into another moan as he hit a sweet spot inside her, making her walls seize snugly around his length. The Commander hissed, losing control as he bucked his hips more fiercely, chasing after the growing need to cum; pressure swelling up his shaft and begging for release. As if sensing that Tallinn dropped herself down onto his cock faster, panting and gasping as she impaled herself down onto him, her slick walls constricting his shaft-
-and with a stifled hiss of pleasure the Commander busted his load inside of her. The relief that rushed through him felt downright heavenly and he moaned in bliss, vaguely aware of Tallinn cumming with him, her curvaceous frame twitching and shuddering as her own orgasm wracked her body. She grinded herself down onto his cock, dragging out their mutual highs for that little bit longer; every ounce of pleasure extracted from their union.
Only when the rush passed did Tallinn finally slow to a stop, groaning throatily. The Commander smiled tightly in response, panting as he propped himself up on one elbow, his other hand sliding up to grope at her breast. ''Someone enjoyed that. Normally it takes a bit of foreplay to get you to cum so soon.''
''Was horny.'' Tallinn panted back. ''So shut up.''
He chuckled, earning himself a pinched nose from his wife.
''Besides.'' Tallinn gained a smirk as she let go. ''Even though you just came, you're still so hard.''
The Commander hummed in agreement, watching as Tallinn raised herself up and off of his cock before shuffling over to the end of the couch, smirking confidently as she bent herself over it; presenting her shapely behind. The Commander relished the sight as he sat upright; one hand stroking his cock idly as he shuffled over and soon rubbing the bulbous head along her slit, feeling how wet she was. Though Tallinn didn't whimper at his touch, the shaky breath she exhaled was arousing all the same.
And thus without missing a beat the Commander speared inside her. Tallinn gripped the arm of the couch with a throaty moan, the sound rising in pitch when he bucked his hips and buried the last few inches inside of her sex, filling her to the brim. Considering how wet she was the Commander didn't bother waiting for her to adjust and instead started thrusting right off the bat, his hips rocking and plunging his swollen length deep inside of Tallinn.
''Hah, haah~'' The cruiser breathed heavily – only to moan as he reached around and grabbed her hanging breasts, squishing them between his fingers. ''Command- mm!''
Using her breasts like handholds the Commander made Tallinn arch her back towards him; plunging himself up into her slick tunnel with renewed vigour – the angle scraping her sweet spots and forcing a harsh curse out of Tallinn. Aroused by the sound the Commander kept up the pace, clapping her ass with rhythmic intensity; the sound seeming to bounce off of the walls and fill their ears.
Leaning over her shoulder the Commander planted a quick kiss on her cheek, prompting Tallinn to tilt her head with a moan – allowing their mouths to mash together in a rough, messy kiss. It was made much messier by their constant movements, his groin smacking against her rear and jerking her body forth before she consciously pushed herself back onto his cock, but with some effort they managed to share a few quick kisses.
The need for even more pleasure though soon made them break it off. Groaning the Commander grasped Tallinn's hips and plunged into her as fast as his hips would let him, relishing the hot walls that clamped down on his dick, snug and loving as they squeezed him. He spiced his thrusts up in response, pumping in deep only to switch to just thrusting the first few inches of his cock in her, practically doing just the tip at times and leaving Tallinn groaning for more.
More which he gave; hilting in her when she least expected it. The way her back grew taut enticed his hands up to her shoulders, holding onto them as he moved and plundering grunts and gasps of pleasure out of his wife – the sounds deepening when he peppered her nape with kisses. It only served to push his wife closer to the edge, her walls tightening around him.
''Shit, Commander...!'' Tallinn gasped out, bowing her head. ''C-Cumm- myph!''
Heat seized around his cock, tight and oppressive – and with a growl of pleasure the Commander unloaded in Tallinn for the second time that day, splattering his heat deep inside her. He pulled out mid-orgasm, one hand swiftly stroking his shaft and shooting his seed on her ass and along her back, painting her fair skin white with his load. Tallinn moaned at the sensation and arched her back on reflex, causing some of his seed to dribble down her back in thin rivers.
''Haah... fuckin' cumming on me...'' Tallinn groaned, aroused despite her complaints. ''I'll need to take a shower now.''
''Heh, you'll have to wait until Chapayev is finished soaking first~''
The teasing coo came not from the Commander, but from one Pamiat Merkuria. The aforementioned cruiser sauntered down the stairs with a self-assured smirk, wrapped up in nothing but a damp white towel; the fluffy material snugly wound around herself and emphasising her wide hips and prominent bust. Her usual hat was absent as well, her wet hair falling down her back freely with just a few curls framing her cheeks, emphasising her cuteness.
''So, since you two will have to wait...'' Pamiat cooed amusedly – and then pulled her towel open, smug as she let it slip from her fingertips. ''...wanna have some fun~?''
The Commander's blood rushed south, his softening cock becoming rock-hard in an instant as Pamiat bared herself to him, legs together and arms hanging by her sides, hiding nothing. From her plump breasts to her soft thighs he could see everything, his gaze tracing a single bead of water as it dribbled down her smooth stomach and down her groin, teasing his gaze down to her slit.
And just when he opened his mouth to speak, the front door opened and Murmansk rushed in.
''Sorry, I forgot my- oh.'' Murmansk paused as she laid eyes on the scene. ''Gosh, was I interrupting something?''
''Gahk!'' And like a startled mouse Pamiat fled back upstairs sans towel. ''D-Don't just barge in like that!''
''To be fair you're the one that decided to strip in the living room.'' Tallinn groaned and sat upright. ''If you're looking for your gloves Murmansk they're in the kitchen next to the toaster.''
''Ah, thank you~''
The Commander soaked all the chaos in with a wry smile and fond sigh, redressing as Murmansk departed with a chirp.
[END]