A/N: Tadah~ The first of a couple of Christmas-themed fics~ Plan is to also do a Jenkins one and a Seattle one, both based upon their skins, along with a handful of others. Not as much as last year, but still a bit~
Also, this fic is based off of Cooper's festive skin~
Enjoy~
Hearth
Christmas had so very nearly arrived for the residents of a particular Naval Base.
That alone could be determined from the large, towering Christmas tree in the middle of the main plaza of the base, snow blanketing the whole area not just around it but for miles far and wide. Snowflakes drifted lazily through the air and stuck to frosted windows, bundling up in the corners or clinging to sticky tree branches. With the night sky as dark as it was it was easy to see the falling snow, be it from a window or from under the stars itself, gazing up at the swirling specks that fell upon rosy noses and elicited a round of laughter from those subjected to it.
The Commander was spared from the latter fate; bundled up cosily in a festive sweater and casual cargo pants within his home on the edge of the base. It wasn't a large place, just one-storey tall and closer to a large cottage than a true house; but one he nonetheless took great care of and, given the season, freshened it up with a coat of festive paint; adorning the warm cream walls with wreaths, little Santa dolls hanging from strings, even going as far as putting a light-up reindeer statue on his roof, with the help of his subordinates of course. Some of whom were currently staying with him, and helping him put the finishing touches on his house.
''And... there...'' The Commander grunted, slipping on the heavy gold star atop the pine tree.
Beneath him the ladder wobbled somewhat, and not wanting to fall and get a face full of snow the Commander wasted no time in climbing down. The night air was cold against his face but he paid it no mind, hopping down the last few feet of the ladder and plunging himself ankle-deep into snow, grunting when he wobbled.
''Easy there.'' An amused voice caught him before he could fall; hands holding his sides.
The Commander grunted, finding his balance. ''Thanks, Ingraham.''
Ingraham just hummed and shifted back a bit, prompting him to do the same – gaze drawn up to the large Christmas tree they'd furbished up in his backyard. It was a tall pine that naturally grew there, so they didn't have to do any chopping or anything; just draped some colourful fairy lights around it, planted some baubles all over and then a star on top. The sight only became more enamouring when Ingraham flicked on the power switch, causing the whole tree to light up in colour red-green-blue hues, specks of orange, white and purple visible amongst the other colours too, illuminating the snow around the large tree and the star itself too glowing.
''Dang.'' He smiled, petting her shoulder. ''Nice work Ingraham. Real nice work.''
''Hmph.'' With a bit of smugness the Destroyer pushed up her glasses. ''This was nothing, Commander.''
Chuckling the Commander agreed, sliding an arm around her shoulder and guiding her towards the backdoor of his cosy cottage home. The window adjacent to the door let plenty of warm gold light spill out and illuminate the snow, said snow crunching underfoot as the two of them marched over and pushed the door open. Warm air spilled out the moment they did so, inviting them into the kitchen easily and tempting the Commander to shut the door in a bit of hurry, lest any more heat escape.
''Hey, you guys done now?'' From over by the cooker, clad in a dark blue apron, Allen M. Sumner stood – baking them some gingerbread cookies.
''Yeah.'' Ingraham spent a moment to take off her oversized gloves. ''Look out the window; lights are on now.''
Eagerly Allen obeyed, abandoning her station by the oven and rushing over to the small square window next to the door; cooing at the sight of the lit-up tree. The Commander smiled at that and took his own gloves off and left them hanging on the door's hook, making his way straight for the living room. It was just through the arched doorway of the kitchen, the tiled floor transitioning into warm brown carpet. It was a small room but he made the most of the space, a crackling fireplace off to the right with a much more modest Christmas tree over in the far corner, whilst a couple couches and single chairs were arranged around the room.
And sat by the fire, currently wrapping presents, was Cooper. The Destroyer had gotten fully into the festive mood, abandoning her usual outfit in lieu of a white fur-lined dress with a red capelet that draped itself over her shoulders, white fur lining the collar. She even went as far as putting a red festive ribbon in her hair, adding to her cute charm. A charm that was only enhanced when she saw him and put on a beaming smile, a light giggle escaping Cooper as she gazed upon him.
''Hey Commander~!'' Cheerily she greeted him.
''Hey.'' Returning the smile with one of his own he meandered over to her, sitting down by the fire. ''You nearly done with the presents?''
Cooper huffed a bit. ''Nearly? About halfway. Why'd you buy so many?''
''To give to everyone in the base of course.'' The Commander teasingly replied, bopping her on the nose with a finger. ''Already got yours wrapped and put away for the big day.''
Cooper flushed at his touch, shuffling closer and whispering. ''What'cha get Allen and Ingraham?''
He just winked. ''Secret.''
''Oh come on, you can tell me...'' The dark-haired Destroyer pouted.
The Commander however just smiled and shook his head, unheeding of Cooper's petulant whine. Shifting slightly more to Cooper's right he picked up one of the presents – an old revolver for Oklahoma in a chestnut case – and pulled over some red wrapping paper, humming as he set to work helping her. Cooper didn't protest, her pout fading as she went back to work helping him, the sounds of Ingraham and Allen working away in the kitchen still audible to them.
''Isn't it expensive, buying so many presents?'' Cooper then inquired, curious. ''I mean, I don't know how much you get paid, but I'm pretty sure this is a bit much, isn't it...?''
''The navy gives me a stipend. That covers about sixty percent of the present-budget.'' The Commander revealed lightly, taping the wrapping paper shut – doing it carefully enough that it was a neat box, rather than a mess of paper and tape. ''The other forty percent comes out of my pay. Costs about the equivalent of two to three months of work, but I don't really use my money for much else since the navy also gives me an allowance for recreation and such, so I can afford it just fine.''
''I see...'' Cooper murmured, gaze shifting down to his hands as he tried, and failed to tie a ribbon-bow on the top. ''Need help with that?''
The Commander chuckled sheepishly. ''Please. I've never been good at tying bows.''
With a light hum Cooper obliged, leaning in and moving her hands near his, instructions lightly murmured under her breath as she showed him how to tie the bow neatly. ''Do it like this, and then pull this... and this – see?''
''Yeah...'' The Commander pulled over another half-wrapped present, fixing it up before trying out her technique. ''Like this?''
Cooper watched as he pulled on the string. ''Ah, nope, pulled the wrong end. Like this, see?''
''Ah, so that's why it always comes undone...''
Their murmurs continued for a few moments as Cooper once more guided him through the steps, ending with him tying the bow neatly. With a smile the Commander looked up at Cooper just as she peeked up at him too... and both flushed as they realised how close their heads had ended up, both nearly nose-to-nose. Cooper in particular looked embarrassed, her pink cheeks becoming a warmer red, but she didn't squeak and squirm away as she might once have.
Instead she reached behind herself. ''Here, um... I-I got you this too... it's not much, but...''
Demure and soft-spoken Cooper retrieved a small rectangular present wrapped in blue paper with a red bow atop it, passing it over for him.
The Commander accepted it with a warm smile, uttering a light thanks under his breath – before in a moment of boldness he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. This time Cooper squeaked, scarlet colouring her face before she whipped her head to the side and looked away, steam nearly escaping her ears. The Commander couldn't help but chuckle lightly at the sight, sparing her present a warm look before putting it under the tree, deciding to save it for the big day.
''Hey, C-Commander...'' Cooper then piped up, adorably bashful as she looked back at him. ''C-Can I get a special present too?''
''Hm? What do you-''
He got no further than that before Cooper leaned in, quick as lightning, and pecked him on the lips. She leaned back quickly, thoroughly embarrassed and face so red he could practically feel the heat radiating off of her cheeks. However the affection he felt in that one quick kiss was unmistakable; curiosity quick to replace his embarrassment – but before he could inquire if there was more to it than that, they were interrupted.
Namely by the peeping form of Allen. ''Hoho~ Look what we have here~''
''Eep-!'' Cooper flinched. ''A-Allen, you saw nothing!''
Allen smugly wiggled her brows. ''I know what I saw~ Giving out free cheek smooches Commander~? Can I get one too~?''
Once again, before he could speak, he was cut off – this time by Cooper herself. ''Heck no! Commander's mine- wait, um, I meant-!''
''Yeah, sorry Allen.'' With a playful, daresay suave smile the Commander snaked an arm around Cooper, pulling her in close and kissing her cheek. ''I'm stealing your sister. No 'smooches' for you.''
''E-Eh?!'' Cooper squeaked.
Allen on the other hand pouted. ''Aw... I still get free hugs though, right?''
''As opposed to paid hugs?''
''You could make a real killin' from that, Commander.''
The Commander chuckled but waved her off. ''Yes, you can still have free hugs. Also, biscuits?''
''Biscuit- oh crap!''
With sudden haste Allen bolted back into the kitchen, startling Ingraham out and causing some unseen chaos within. The Commander used that chaos to his advantage, smiling as he rose up to his feet and took Cooper's lithe hand in his own, guiding the flustered Ship-Girl across the living room and into the hallway beyond – pulling her straight into the guest bedroom. The door creaked open and squeaked shut behind him, engulfing the two of them in near-darkness, only the muted moonlight from under the curtains to illuminate it.
Cooper didn't protest the sudden change of scenery. With cheeks so red he could easily see them in the darkness she shuffled away from him a few paces, bashful as she looked up at him and pouted. The words were unsaid but not unheard, a smile crossing the Commander's face as he replied with a hand to her head, petting the shorter girl. The sensation eliminated her pout, embarrassment resurfacing... along with something else.
''...w-were you being serious?'' Cooper then quietly whispered.
''About what? The free hugs?'' Curious the Commander asked.
Cooper squirmed. ''A-About you... stealing me from my sisters.''
''Ah, that.'' The Commander chuckled softly, careful to keep his voice down lest they be overheard. ''That was just a joke... unless?''
He left the question in the air, some warmth colouring his own cheeks. Cooper was definitely a girl that had caught his eye before, and though he'd never really pursued her, the chemistry between them was easily evident from their long friendship. It had never had a sexual undertone to it, not even really a romantic one, and it was only in recent weeks he'd found it in him to be more playful with it – giving her a kiss on the cheek just a minute ago being arguably the furthest he'd gone. He'd meant it entirely with wholesome, playful intent...
...but if Cooper was interested in him, then he could say he'd be interested in her.
''...maybe.'' Cooper swallowed, gazing up at him with her attractive pink eyes. ''Why don't you gimme a kiss and find out?''
The statement was bold, daring – and one he found himself responding to, leaning down more to her level. The short girl grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down the rest of the way, lips coming to brush against his, but both resisted the urge to press their lips together. They waited, almost mutually unsure, before Cooper made the first move, moving much slower as she leaned in and at last pressed her lips against his.
''Mm...''
It was a slow kiss. Lips touching, pressing, then deepening. Eyes screwed shut and bodies tense, savouring the lip contact but prepared to pull away if the other protested. Only after several long moments did they break apart, Cooper being the one to lean back a mere inch and inhale a slow breath, eyes opening and peering into his own eyes. No words came from their ajar lips, perhaps the lack of dialogue being the reason Cooper so eagerly pulled him back in for a second, much more intense smooch.
The Commander reciprocated in kind, kissing the short girl back. Her pink lips fitting nicely against his own and when he held her waist she hummed, a slight shiver travelling through her slender frame as he deepened the kiss – lips parting from hers long enough to suck in a quick breath before they kissed again. She let out something almost like a moan but too quiet to be truly called that, but one that all the same left him craving more.
''Mmph...'' Grasping onto his shoulders Cooper tensed as he slid his hands down to her butt; cupping her rear before lifting her up a little, soon earning a muted mewl from the Destroyer.
Lifting her up higher the Commander wasted no time in moving to the bed. It was just a few short paces away but with Cooper in front of him he couldn't see, finding the bed only when his knees banged into the mattress, sending them both down onto the bed with a mutual, muffled grunt, lips parting with an exhaled gasp of air. For an intimate few seconds they laid there; Cooper sprawled under him and with him atop her, hands leaving her rear and planting themselves on the bed slowly; the quiet hiss the only sound to disturb the quiet.
''Mm... ah, Command- Mmph~'' Cooper's quiet words were swiftly muffled as he kissed her again, the Destroyer moaning into his mouth as he tilted his head, keeping their lips flush together.
Pressing his weight against her he helped move her up the bed slightly; one hand moving under her lightweight form and nudging her a little further up the bed. Cooper didn't protest, her breathing getting shallower and faster every time they broke apart for air. In response to that the Commander took a brief pause, leaning over her and panting – before in a heartbeat, practically on instinct, he dove down and went for her more vulnerable neck.
Cooper clutched at the bed, gasping quietly into his ear. Finding himself liking the sound the Commander nuzzled her neck more, his breath hot against her creamy flesh before his lips went to work on her slim neck – lips smooching up along it to the back of her ear before going down to her jugular, tracing the sensitive area down to her collarbone. Cooper mewled the whole time, voice pitched up to a sharp gasp or dropping to a shaky moan, her voice never becoming louder than a murmur lest it draw unwanted attention and ruin the moment; a moment that neither wanted to end.
''A-Ah... Commander...'' Cooper softly whimpered as he made his way down to her shoulder, kissing it and going for her collarbone. ''This is... lewd...''
The Commander leaned up, kissing her chin instead. ''Do you not like that?''
''N-No, I... I do...'' Bashfully Cooper answered, face red as she looked aside, before peeking back up at him, tucking some dark locks aside. ''If it's with you... I-I don't mind doing... lewd stuff...''
The invitation, subtle and shy, didn't miss the Commander – and with a gentle kiss to her lips the Commander agreed. His tongue teased her lips, licking them and earning a muffled moan from Cooper before she parted her lips, allowing his tongue to slither into her mouth and find her own tongue. Cooper meekly fought back, tongue pressing and squirming against his own, but he was more experienced than she and easily dominated the French-kiss, the lewd movements earning a muffled moan out of Cooper.
A moan that soon escalated as his free hand went down under her dress. He didn't do anything too much at first, his hand merely rubbing her thigh, but as they dragged the kiss out and soon started a second one he moved his hand further between her legs, sliding it up her inner-thigh until he reached her crotch. He took it slow, fingers sliding over her clothed sex, the fabric of her panties thin as he teased her – his touch eliciting a quiet whimper of embarrassment from Cooper, but no more than that.
''Mm... Commander...'' Cooper whispered as they broke off the kiss. ''M... More...''
That was all the Commander needed to hear. Pecking her once more on the nose the Commander leaned back and shifted down her front, his knees hissing against the bed sheets until he soon laid himself down on his front, his head ending between Cooper's slim thighs. The Destroyer blushed but offered no protests, knees raised and allowing him to reach under her white dress and dig his fingers into the waistband of her white panties, pulling them all the way down her creamy thighs and down her slim shins, tucking them off her sock-clad feet by the end of it.
His hands then grasped her thighs, pushing her legs open and moving his head between them – before his tongue escaped and stroked up her bare pussy lips. Cooper squeaked, tensing at the foreign sensation, only to whimper when he did it again; the sensation of his tongue sliding along her folds strange but arousing to the inexperienced Destroyer. He rubbed her thighs to calm her, his lips moving up to her clit and licking it, relishing the way she tensed up from the unexpected rush of pleasure.
''Mm...'' He withdrew his tongue momentarily. ''Ever done anything, down here?''
''H-Huh? Um... erm...'' Bashfully Cooper covered her mouth and looked aside. ''...n-no...''
The Commander just hummed at that, deciding to take it gentle so as to not overwhelm her. A single finger came in first, sliding easily into her pussy and becoming engulfed by her clenching heat, the intrusion making Cooper tense up before relaxing with a muffled whine. He smiled at that, pumping his finger in-and-out slowly at first, getting her used to the feeling – the mere thought that Cooper hadn't even masturbated before a strange turn-on.
A second finger soon joined the first, both pumping in-and-out of Cooper slowly at first – but as Cooper began to moan into her clasping palm he hastened his movements a little. His position gave him a close-up view of it all, tempting his tongue to go for her clit; licking the little bundle of nerves and forcing stilted, sharp gasps out of Cooper, her hips momentarily lifting off of the bed before she pushed her butt back down into the bed, mewling shamefully at the heat teasing her nerves, his tongue only coaxing more jerky spasms out of her.
''Ah, Commander, fingers are... Myn...'' Cooper tensed as he withdrew his fingers – but before she could whine out a complaint, his tongue replaced them. ''Mmph~!''
Covering her mouth with both hands Cooper muffled her sharp, startled moan just in time, her shoulders lifting off of the bed before she fell back down onto it, writhing in tightly-contained pleasure as his tongue squirmed around her insides. Her walls were wet against it, the taste of her honey detectable on his taste buds as he hungrily licked and lapped at her insides, eating the Destroyer out and coaxing out more stilted moans of bliss from her lips, her toes curling cutely when his nose rubbed against her clit.
Digging his fingers into her soft thighs the Commander continued his ministrations, his devious tongue lapping at her wet walls and swirling about in slow, lewd circles. Twitching sharply Cooper reached down with one hand and grasped onto his head, whimpering adorably as he groaned into her pussy, the vibrations teasing her sensitive sex – all the sensations so very new to her, made all the more intense by how slowly he did it; making sure she felt every individual lick and kiss.
''Ahh... ah... Mn... o-ohh...'' Even with a hand covering her mouth Cooper's cute sounds were still easily audible, further fuelling the Commander's lust.
Withdrawing his tongue the Commander inserted two fingers back inside Cooper, pumping them in-and-out of her with hasty thrusts, fingering her slick sex as his mouth went to work on her thigh – kissing her inner-thigh and making it tense up from the ticklish sensation. Combined with the two fingers curling and scissoring apart in her sex and Cooper was practically melting into the sheets, whines of arousal becoming muffled moans of sheer bliss, her thighs shutting before she forcibly opened them again, allowing him to give her more and more pleasure, to fry her nerves and leave her back arched stiffly with bliss.
And soon he withdrew his fingers and shoved his tongue back inside her. The change from slim fingers to slippery tongue made her gasp, tense as his tongue eagerly swirled circles around her wet insides, feeling how her walls quivered and clenched around his tongue, her breathing becoming shallow and erratic too. Gripping her soft thighs tighter he kept eating her out, exhaling a hot breath as he shoved his tongue in as deep as he could get it, tongue-fucking Cooper relentlessly-
''A-Ah- MMPH!''
-until with a hastily-muffled cry, she orgasmed. Arching her back and with her legs spasming outwards Cooper came for the first time in her life, one hand on the back of his head and pushing his face into her crotch, nearly wheezing for air as convulsions shook her frame. The Commander continued eating her out, his tongue swirling and stroking her spasming insides, lapping up all of her honey and leaving his chin wet and sticky with her fluids.
Gradually Cooper came down from her high, her orgasm waning – and with an explosive breath she flopped back limply onto the sheets, gasping and panting. The Commander withdrew his tongue from her pussy at that, a little out-of-breath himself as he gazed down at her wet sex, his gaze trailing up her front and to her flushed face, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. The Destroyer only stirred out of her post-climax daze when he laid down next to her, an amused smile curled at the Commander's lips.
Cooper blushed, looking aside. ''...i-it felt really good.''
He kissed her cheek. ''I'm glad.''
The affection only made her cheeks darken further, head tilting his way – luring him down into a kiss. She mewled into it but reciprocated wholeheartedly, their lips smooching together in the quiet. Neither rushed it, just kissing for a few moments at a time before parting and catching their breath, before inevitably going back to making out. The cycle continued for many long moments until eventually Cooper broke it by way of shifting aside, cheeks rosy as she got up on her knees.
And then knelt down on all fours with her ass facing him. ''...like this.''
The Commander sat up a little. ''You sure?''
''Y-Yeah.'' The slight quiver to her voice betrayed Cooper's embarrassment. ''Well... I'm a bit nervous, but... I wanna try it...?''
The Commander hummed at that, and after a lengthy pause sat up on his knees too, getting behind her. It took him a moment to unbuckle his belt and get his pants down around his knees, his boxers following suit and revealing his already-erect cock. Cooper squeaked at the sight of it, unashamedly looking over her shoulder at his ample girth, seeing a cock for the first time. Yet she didn't back down, tempting him to take his cock and rub the tip against her lower lips, teasing her.
Cooper quivered, whimpering as the head slid along her wet folds... before at last he pushed in. Her whimper escalated to a gasp and she tensed, head hanging forth and fingers gripping at the dark bed sheets, bundling them between her fingers as he claimed her first time. The Commander himself groaned as he pushed inside her, hands grabbing ahold of her hips and pushing himself in deeper, meeting resistance before he pried her tight inner walls apart inch by inch.
''A-Ah... it stings...'' Cooper winced, shivering when he stopped. ''N-No, don't stop...''
''It's okay.'' The Commander soothed her, rocking his hips a tiny bit; the gentle movement helping her get used to having something so big inside her. ''Just relax.''
Whimpering Cooper did her best to oblige, aided when he spooned her from behind and leaned down, pecking her cheek. Mewling Cooper tilted her head back and found his lips with hers, both of them sharing a slow, over-the-shoulder kiss that left both sighing with arousal, one of his hands remaining on her hips whilst the other planted itself on the bed next to her own hand, spooning her. Biting her lips Cooper responded by pushing herself backwards a bit, letting out a soft gasp as she impaled herself more onto his cock, getting him in deeper – and then whimpering in unadulterated bliss as he at last bottomed out, every inch of his girth snugly buried within her formerly-virgin pussy.
''Ah... it's all in...?'' Cooper shakily breathed.
''Yeah.'' He kissed her cheek. ''You feel great. Does it still hurt for you?''
Cooper blushed, shaking her head. ''Just stings a little... you can move now, though.''
Humming an agreement the Commander planted his other hand next to hers, shifting it so it was over her left hand. Adjusting her hand slightly Cooper let him tangle their fingers together, the lewd hand-holding darkening her cheeks – and a soft moan tumbled out of her mouth as he pushed into her tight, gripping sex, pulling back out a moment later. His cock slid out until just the tip was inside before he gently drove himself back inside her, the tip of his cock pressing against her innermost parts before he repeated the motion, his slow thrusts earning no small number of gasps and mewls.
Their closeness only made it more lewd from them. With him spooning her, his stomach near-flush against her back as he pushed into her over and over again, it was enough to leave Cooper moaning for more – and more the Commander gave. Slow, rhythmic thrusts gradually grew faster, so slowly at first that Cooper barely noticed, her focus entirely on the stiff cock that pistoned into her formerly-virgin sex, the feeling alone melting her mind into putty.
''Mn, ah... ah...'' Bowing her head Cooper pushed her butt back, pressing it against his pelvis and enticing him to buck his hips, burying himself into her. ''H-Haah... sex... feels so good... ahh...''
The Commander shivered at her words, leaning down and kissing the back of her neck. Cooper moaned and pushed her butt back more, his cock sliding between her folds and stuffing her tight pussy with every thrust; her walls clamping tightly around his girth as he pulled back out, letting him feel every little part of her insides before he rammed right back into her. Though they kept quiet as to not be heard it was hard to remember that with pleasure coursing through their veins, lust egging them on and soon causing the bed to creak under them, his pelvis hitting her ass with quiet slaps of flesh.
In the back of his mind the Commander realised he hadn't locked the door; his eyes glancing up at it. He kept thrusting into Cooper but contemplated pulling out, wanting to prevent the risk of Allen and Ingraham finding him balls-deep in their sister. The risk however was exciting in a way, and almost unconsciously the Commander drove himself into Cooper faster, his cock easily sliding into her dripping-wet sex and hitting her innermost parts, fucking out a string of soft, stilted moans from his lover. The way her inner walls squeezed his cock left his shaft tingling and throbbing back against her hot walls, a distinct need swiftly swelling up within him.
''Mn, Cooper...'' He breathed into her ear. ''Gonna cum soon... need to pull out...''
Cooper shook her head hurriedly. ''N-No, don't...!''
''Huh? Why?'' It was hard to keep thrusting and talking, heat climbing his cock the longer he buried himself into Cooper, the rhythmic slap of flesh audible in his ears. ''You might- Mn, might get pregnant if I do it inside...''
''I...'' Cooper shuddered, bit her bottom lip, and then spoke. ''I-I don't care... I want you to do it inside... p-please...''
The way she so feebly begged for it proved too much for the Commander, and with a low groan he sped up his thrust, his pelvis clapping against hers over and over again, the sound getting dangerously loud as did Cooper's gasping, laboured moans, her thighs trembling under her own weight as she took the passionate pounding. Until at last, she reached her limit.
''H-Haah~!'' With a sharp gasp Cooper tensed up, fingers curling and squeezing his hand as she orgasmed for the second time that night, her inner walls lovingly smothering his pulsating, throbbing cock.
A cock that soon rammed itself into her innermost parts and let loose a deluge of hot, sticky cum; splattering it against her walls and pumping it right into her womb. The hot feeling made her cry out, covering her mouth with one hand before burying her face down into the bed, convulsing in electrified bliss as he bucked his hips in several more short, strong thrusts, filling her with his seed and impregnating her without a doubt.
''Mlph... guhk...'' Letting out a lewd voice into her palm Cooper shuddered, her hips twitching as he slowly moved his hands onto her sides, easing them both down onto their sides.
Only then did the Commander rear his hips back, pulling his cock out of her glistening folds – allowing a thick stream of white to leak out of her creampied pussy, the sensation earning a moan from the Destroyer. She shut her thighs on instinct and pushed herself back into his crotch, leeching his body warmth and tempting him to wrap an arm around her stomach, spooning her and kissing her neck idly, getting a cute mewl as reward.
After a minute however they craved more. Twisting around in his grip Cooper turned to face him, cheeks rosy as she shuffled back a bit and pulled him along with her, tempting him to move on top of her – leaning down and stealing a kiss from her. Cooper moaned into his mouth, shivering as she felt his still-hard cock rub against her pussy, her previous orgasm leaving her sensitive as he nearly grinded on her formerly-virgin sex.
''Commander...'' She breathed, embarrassed but aroused. ''Again...''
''You sure...?'' He murmured against her lips.
''Yeah.'' Laying her arms limply above her head Cooper bared herself to him, legs opening wide and exposing her pussy to him, offering herself to him.
The Commander obliged. Grasping his length he lined himself up with her folds, rubbing the tip against her entrance momentarily to tease her – but soon submitted to her whimpered desire, sinking back into her. There was much less discomfort this time, her back arching and lips parting to let out a hot whine of bliss, her hands gripping at the sheets. He sunk in deeper, making her pull on the sheets, until he laid his hands over hers and pried her fingers apart, allowing him to tangle his fingers with hers and hold her hands – squeezing her hand back just as he went balls-deep in her.
Shuddering he savoured the tightness for a moment, intimately feeling her womanhood conform to the shape of his cock – before with a low groan he began to move, hips rocking back-and-forth slow but firmly, pistoning himself into her. Cooper squeezed his hands with a whimper of pleasure, head tilting up and allowing their lips to meet in a kiss, muffling their mutual moans of arousal. He had to be careful to not be too loud, his movements slow but strong and gently smacking their pelvises together, the sound joined by wet-sounding squelches as he stirred up her tight, creampied pussy.
''Mm... ahh...'' Breaking off the kiss Cooper gazed up at him breathlessly, smiling. ''Commander... feels so good... don't stop...''
''Don't intend to.'' He grunted softly, kissing her on the lips before moving to her forehead, smooching her there too.
Cooper whined at that, wrapping her legs around his waist as best she could and pressing her feet against his ass, pulling him into her faster. He tried to resist the enthralling urge to just drive himself into Cooper, to plough her into the bed and unload inside her gripping heat, but it was a losing battle; the sound of their flesh colliding growing in both frequency and volume, his girth squelching out some cum as he pistoned in-and-out of her so vigorously.
Leaning down he grunted into her ear between grunts, managing to form words. ''You want... me to cum inside... a-again?''
''Yes~'' The needy whine made him shiver, responding by way of kissing her on the lips, muffling Cooper's moan – her words breathy when they broke it off a moment later. ''Hah, I'm so hot... stuffy in this dress...''
He kissed her lightly. ''We can slip under the covers. It'll be cool there. Doubly so if you get naked.''
Cooper tightened around his girth. ''Only if you strip too~''
Growling a playful agreement the Commander mashed his lips against hers in another kiss, devouring the Destroyer's moan as he sped up, the clapping of flesh growing louder but neither cared anymore – devolving into sweaty, sex-crazed beasts, their mounting orgasm consuming all their focus – quick, breathless kisses shared between moans and laboured breaths, their pelvises smacking together louder and louder, the tempo peaking-
''M-Myn~!''
-until with a sharp, muffled moan Cooper reached climax. Clamping tightly around his shaft the Destroyer writhed under him, the sudden tightness pushing the Commander to his limit – and after a scant few thrusts he peaked, gasping as he slammed in deep and creampied her. She squeezed his seed out of him, their bodies pressing flush together as they rode out their mutual orgasms, seizing in suppressed bliss.
Then as one they tensed, shuddered, and relaxed with an explosive breath. The Commander practically collapsed atop Cooper, laying atop her until the short girl pushed him off with a tired mewl, prompting him to pull out and roll over onto his side next to her. After a moment Cooper too rolled onto her side, panting and flushed, but with pink eyes shining with warmth.
''Hehe~'' Suddenly Cooper giggled, snuggling in close. ''Let's cool off, yeah?''
The implication became obvious as the Destroyer tugged on her dress, cheeks red and lips curled up into a sweet smile.
And within moments the two of them would be bare beneath the sheets, sweaty bodies flushed as they went at it once more, slick cock plunging into her sloppy sex, Allen and Ingraham blissfully unaware the whole time.
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