A/N: Prinz Adalbert is someone who didn't initially stand out to be personality-wise, but after finishing the event she's charmed me a bit.

Made the Commander a bit of a casual pervert too. I've found myself liking writing this type of Commander lately; it's a refreshing change from the other archetypes who are more serious or innocent. Will probably write more with this type of Commander~

That aside, enjoy~


Maintenance

''Hey, Commander, pass me the wrench on your right?''

''Ah, sure, here...''

''Thanks~''

The clanging of metal was an omnipresent sound in the maintenance hangar; copious amounts of tools, metal and other resources scattered rather haphazardly around the place, though few bothered to clean up, knowing somebody else would just come by and mess it all up again. Better to leave it until the end of the day.

Converted from an old air force hangar it now found use as a place for the Ironblood girls to work on their riggings, both for the privacy, and thanks to the spacious nature of it – allowing even the giant draconic rigging of August von Parseval to easily clamber in and be worked upon. Naturally it was a hub for many of the Ironblood girls, but today it was rather empty thanks to many of them being out on sorties. The lack of personnel, however, did not mean it was quiet.

''Mn...'' Grunting the Commander shuffled along the floor, gazing up at the rigging above him. ''Where next?''

''Should be two red wires. Follow 'em to little box and unscrew it, power node should be in there.''

The Commander agreed, holding his screwdriver between his teeth as he shuffled along the floor, one hand on the two red wires and tracing them towards the power node on the underside of Prinz Adalbert's rigging. It wasn't unusual for him to do so, having prior training as a mechanic and a fondness for helping his subordinates work on their riggings; he was a natural fit for the job and a common sight at the maintenance hanger. Perhaps owing to that, the Ironblood ladies he worked with had no qualms about accepting his help.

''Alright...'' Murmuring the words the Commander plucked the screwdriver out and pushed the sharp edge into the screws, undoing them one by one. ''What next?''

''Should be a yellow vial in there. Take it out and put a new one in. Use gloves though, it'll be hot. And watch your face in case it falls.''

Grunting an affirmative the Commander shuffled a little bit to the side – just enough that anything that fell wouldn't hit him – and unscrewed the last part of the panel, letting it clatter down onto the floor next to him. Within the palm-sized box laid the yellow vial Adalbert mentioned, attached to two pipes on either sides. Mindful to slide on his heavy work glove the Commander grasped the glass vial and tugged, having to put some force into it before he could wrench it free from its connectors.

Placing it down gently on the concrete floor he reached a hand up. Moments later Adalbert handed him a fresh vial, allowing him to simply slide it into the slot and screw the panel back on, fixing up that section of her rigging. He wasn't even sure what it was for – it could be a power source, it could be fuel for its sentience, it could be just lights... or, it could be some absolutely minor improvement to its reaction times. An upgrade few would bother to do considering how totally minor it would be, but Adalbert wanted it, so he helped, simple as that.

''There.'' Grunting the Commander put his elbows under him and shuffled backwards bit by bit, crawling out from under her immobile rigging – one sat up on a row of bars to keep it off the floor, naturally.

''Thanks for the help, Commander.''

Glancing up towards her the Commander was about to brush off her thanks, only for his words to get bundled up in his throat as he laid eyes on Adalbert herself. She was always a pretty girl, but with her heavy white jacket discarded she looked even more attractive; laid down on her back and frowning at a schematic she had in her hand. Her slender shoulders flexed as she rolled them, her stomach was partially bare due to how her outfit hung, and the sports bra she wore pushed her ample chest up quite appealingly.

''Hm?'' Prinz Adalbert looked up at him. ''Commander? What is it?''

''Ah, nothing.'' He chuckled, glancing off to the side. ''You nearly done with your segment?''

''Hn... mostly.'' She half-heartedly hummed. ''Schematic says it needs a V18 modulator, but last time I tried using one it kinda just blew up, so not sure why I wrote this down. Either I forgot, or I grabbed the wrong schematic when I left my room this morning...''

''We could always do more work later.'' The Commander offered, rising to his feet. ''Could go back to your room and double-check, then fix it tomorrow if necessary.''

''Eh, good point.'' Adalbert shrugged and got up as well, stretching her arms above her with a low, pleased whine.

And in the process made one strap of her bra slip, showing a bit more cleavage than she probably intended.

''...hm?'' Adalbert cracked one eye open. ''Oi. My eyes are up here, Commander.''

The Commander blushed; an embarrassed chuckle escaping him. ''Sorry. You've got nice tits.''

''...you really shouldn't say that so casually, Commander. People will think you're a creep.''

''Good thing we're good friends then, eh?'' He joked.

Adalbert just looked vaguely amused and hummed. ''Right. Anywho, wanna come get changed before we head out? Strolling 'round base covered in lubricant oil probably ain't pleasant.''

''Lead the way.'' The Commander merely smiled, tugging on his blue overalls idly.

Prinz Adalbert gladly did so; a light, languid hum escaping the cruiser as she passed him by – leading him past her rigging. Several other riggings were also on struts, some finished and some just needing new paint-jobs, but they passed them without incident and made their way to a small metal door at the far end of the hangar bay.

Within laid a changing room. It wasn't anything too grand, just two rows of lockers on either side with a bench in the middle and some lights above, the ceiling much shorter compared to the hangar bay outside. Beyond the bench and lockers though laid the showers; divided into small cubicles without a shower curtain of any kind, just short tiled walls that barely passed head-height. Though considering most who used the showers would be tired by the time they actually reached them, he supposed few actually cared enough to need privacy curtains or anything of the like. Better to get in and then out so they could relax sooner.

And of course, given it was used primarily by the all-female Ship-Girls, there wasn't a male-female divide. Not that it bothered Adalbert, naturally.

A fact proven as the cruiser went over to her locker and just casually began stripping. Her hat, neck-piece, dress; one by one she stripped them off and stuffed them into her locker, humming as she peeled the latter down her long legs and stepped out of it, leaving her in just her black underwear. Nimble fingers went up to her bra, curling under it... when she looked over her shoulder at him, eyes flat as she saw him watching.

The Commander just chuckled and looked away, proceeding to undress – and then immediately peeking the second he sensed her look away, watching with rapt attention as Adalbert pulled her sports bra up and over her head, revealing her toned back and defined shoulder blades. She rubbed her right shoulder idly, murmuring something audible only to herself, before leaning forwards and pulling her panties right down her legs, hopping one leg out of them at a time before tossing them right into her locker alongside her bra, leaving her in the nude.

''Hurry up Commander~'' Adalbert lazily called, strolling towards the showers. ''Water'll be cold if you wait~''

The Commander hurriedly agreed, his own hands swiftly stripping his blue work overalls from his frame and dropping them to the floor. His shirt, his pants, even his underwear came off with similar speed, not even bothering to fold them before he stuffed them into his metal locker. Finally naked the Commander marched swiftly down the room, passing through into the showers – simultaneously delighted and disappointed that nobody else was around. Delighted because it meant privacy, and disappointed because it meant less to casually ogle.

Though then again the last time he admitted that Z23 had nearly chased him out of the showers whacking him with a bottle of shampoo, but that was neither here nor there.

The sound of running water however distracted the Commander from his thoughts, his gaze sweeping the small shower cubicles – until soon finding Adalbert. The nude cruiser stood in one near the middle of the room, just slightly out of sight of the doorway, the water spraying down onto her bare body. Her back faced him but the way she stood gave him a peek at her side-boob, her eyes staring at nothing in particular as she just soaked for a minute.

Prompting him to slide into the same cubicle as her, smiling wryly. ''Room for two?''

Adalbert eyed him and hummed. ''Guess so. Mind passing the soap?''

The Commander obliged; reaching over to his left where a soap dispenser laid... and pressed down on the bottle's top, squirting some of the white liquid into his other hand. Adalbert gave him a flat look but didn't protest when his hands came to rest on her waist, his soapy hands slowly running over her curvy hips and up to her sides, rubbing the soap into her ribs and moving to her stomach, admiring the smoothness; lacking the firm muscle that some of her peers had.

His hands worked their way up, grazing past her breasts but resisting the urge to grope them yet, opting to do her underarms instead. Adalbert's cheeks reddened as he washed her, his hands soon making his way further up to her slim arms and then back down to her shoulders... before, inevitably, his hands went down to her large breasts and groped them.

''...'bout time.'' Adalbert muttered, staring into his eyes. ''You didn't have to pretend to wash me. Not that I minded, though...''

The Commander smiled wryly back. ''Then why don't we 'wash' each other a little more~?''

Prinz Adalbert merely hummed, both fully aware washing up was the last thing on their mind. Doubly so when he leaned down and brought his lips close to hers, brushing them together, and then at last they kissed – slowly, almost intimately so. It wasn't a rough kiss nor was it romantic, but more casually intimate; too familiar with each other to be embarrassed by such an act. Something that Adalbert proved when she grabbed him by the balls and squeezed, her lips quirking up a tiny bit when he groaned.

He paid her back though, one leg pushing up against her crotch. Adalbert took the offer given, pressing her crotch against his thigh and slowly rocking her waist, moaning as she grinded herself on his leg. His hands weren't idle either and fondled her breasts eagerly; unable to get enough of just touching them, be it groping them or hefting them about or toying with her nipples.

''Have I told you you've got some nice tits?'' The Commander murmured in the brief moment their lips were apart.

''Five minutes ago.'' Adalbert dryly responded.

Another kiss stifled anything he wanted to say; a muffled moan arising from his throat when she grabbed his cock and started jerking him off – quick, swift strokes that left him shuddering. Adalbert didn't do anything by halves and didn't have the patience to slowly work him up either; something he could agree with; his own hands leaving her chest and grabbing her hips, helping her grind on his thigh as they kissed.

''So how we doing this?'' The Commander breathed the question out. ''You in the mood for some foreplay or-?''

A quick kiss touched his lips. ''Let's just get it on already.''

''Impatient today~'' The Commander teased.

Adalbert blushed a little, gaze flat. ''I need to get that schematic from my room. So if we're gonna do it, do it fast.''

The Commander could agree with that. Shifting his leg out from between her thighs he slid his hands around to her ass, hefting her up with a grunt until he was carrying her. Adalbert blushed, the shower's spray pouring over her chest as she laid her upper-back against the cubicle wall and let him between her legs, his erect cock pressing against her pussy. Ever the tease though the Commander rocked his hips, grinding his shaft up against her lower lips and earning a soft growl from Adalbert herself, arousal mixing with cute annoyance.

''Just stick it in already...'' She muttered.

The Commander obliged, rearing his hips back enough that she could spread herself open – and both of them moaned as he pushed inside. Searing flesh swallowed his cock up and smothered it tight, the addictive heat of her womanhood encouraging the Commander to push in deeper, prying her insides apart with his dick. Their little bout of foreplay had gotten her wet enough that he could stick it in easily, his pelvis soon pressing against hers as he hilted within Adalbert.

And then with nary a word shared he started moving. Adalbert tensed as his cock pulled partway out and moaned as he shoved it back in, his thrusts slow but firm and stuffing the cruiser to the brim. After a few thrusts she relaxed enough that he felt comfortable moving faster, a low moan escaping his throat as he felt her grow tighter; her inner walls pleasurably hot as they squeezed him like a vice. A vice he'd fucked multiple times before, but one that felt just as incredible as the first time.

''Mn... remember, no cumming inside...'' Adalbert mumbled, panting. ''Don't wanna deal with the hassle...''

''You got it...'' The Commander leaned in.

And with a grunt he mashed his lips against hers. Adalbert grabbed the back of his head and held him into the kiss, letting out an erotic moan as he fucked her with rhythmic slaps of flesh, the warm shower water pouring over them making it sound even wetter – though the heat of the water couldn't hope to the heat inside her, only encouraging the Commander to slam himself between her nether lips.

''Mn, ah...'' Adalbert arched her back slightly, groaning. ''F-Faster...''

''Worried about someone finding us?'' The Commander teased, stealing a quick kiss between breaths.

''Nah. Mn, we've been caught... hah, bangin' in the showers before. Pretty sure it's a regular occurrence by now anyway.'' She murmured, kissing him back. ''Didn't you have an orgy or something in one of the stalls just last week?''

''Wasn't really an orgy.'' He murmured back, adjusting his hold on her ass so he could thrust into her better, her vagina gripping him tight. ''Flirted with Z2, we started doing it, then Z1 wanted to join in, then so did Z24, who dragged Z23 in – it ended up just being spontaneous. How'd you find out about it?''

''Duh, I found out 'cause they were limping and chattin' about getting boned.'' Adalbert lazily responded, lips pursing when he hilted in her – hitting a good spot at the same time. ''Haah... only one guy on the base who goes around sticking his dick in anything with a pair of boobs.''

''And a pretty face.'' The Commander teasingly added, kissing her on the chin.

Adalbert flushed at that, a soft groan escaping her as their lips inevitably met in another kiss. She snaked her lithe arms around his neck and held onto him tighter, her back pressing against the wall fully as he pinned her to it – the slight change in position allowing his cock to ram up into her needy, gripping sex, her walls wet with want as he plunged between them. The constant friction took its toll but he made it last, simply savouring the inviting tightness of Adalbert for as long as he could.

Mounting pleasure however made him move faster; slamming himself into her drooling pussy with punctuating slaps of flesh, fucking out a gasp from the cruiser. A kiss muffled it but she expressed her pleasure other ways; one hand pulling on his hair and forcing him into the kiss for long, dragging it out as he railed her raw, the slick sounds of their joined parts only fuelling their mounting orgasms.

Adalbert broke off the kiss first. ''Haah, remember, not inside.''

''Can I cum on your tits then?'' The Commander grunted back; throbbing against her walls.

Adalbert rolled her eyes. ''Fine... just try not to get any in my hair. Face is fine though.''

The Commander nodded tightly at that, slamming into Adalbert harder, faster – pounding her senseless and fucking out more tight sounds of pleasure. Adalbert wasn't one to cry out and wail but made her bliss known with grunts and mewls, the softer sounds bouncing off the tile walls as they fucked, his pulsating cock plunging between her weeping nether lips, throbbing-

-and with a gasp he pulled out. In a single smooth motion he slid his hands down Adalbert's thighs and let her legs down, and without missing a beat the cruiser dropped to her knees with a shaky groan. Red eyes looked up at him and she pushed her hair from her face, mouth opening and both her tits held up with one arm as he jerked himself off.

''S-Shit!''

And with a curse he blew his load. Thick white ropes hit Adalbert in the face, stretching over her tongue and upper-lip, whilst several more ropes of cum landed on her cheek or forehead; forcing her eyes shut. Shorter ropes fell short and splattered across her ample tits, the light gleaming off his sticky cum as he spent more of his load, utterly layering his seed over her face and breasts.

''Mn...'' Adalbert dared to crack an eye open now that he was done. ''Geez... really came a lot, huh...''

Lowering her arms Adalbert shifted closer to him, getting herself in the path of the shower's spray; letting the hissing liquid wash away the mess he'd made. Only then did the white-haired cruiser stumble up to her feet – and then promptly gasped when he pinned her to the wall. The reason why becoming apparent as he himself dropped to his knees and pushed her legs apart, letting him between them.

''W-Wait, Command- Mm~!''

His tongue stroked her sex once before he buried it inside her. Adalbert clutched at his head with both hands, gasping in raw pleasure as he put his masterful tongue to good use, eating her out with hungry strokes of his tongue and igniting her nerves with every vigorous lick. She tried half-heartedly to stop him, groaning out something unintelligible and pushing on his forehead, but the effort was meagre at best.

Not least because of her bubbling orgasm; her walls pressing down on his tongue and her head pushing itself into her shoulder, her voice becoming tight and stiff. His nose rubbed against her clit as he shook his head slightly, the nub sensitive after his powerful pounding and pushing her closer to the edge, her grip on his head becoming tight.

''A-Ah, Commander...'' Prinz Adalbert gasped, screwing her eyes shut. ''W-wait... I- Mm!''

Her orgasm hit, and hit her hard. Spasms rippled up her body and her back pressed flush against the tile wall, seizing up as she climaxed powerfully. The Commander didn't cease his tongue motion and kept eating her out; hungry licks lapping up her squirts of honey, only further dragging out her orgasm. Only when she gave him a much more firm push to the head did he cease and withdraw his tongue, a pleased smirk on his lips as he admired his handiwork.

''Hah... ahh...'' Adalbert's thighs shook a little. ''N-Not bad, Commander...''

The Commander just chuckled an agreement, rising up to his feet. Giving Adalbert a few minutes to recover he squirted some fresh soap into his hands and actually went about washing himself clean, though he lingered around long enough to watch Adalbert wash too. She clearly knew but didn't mind.

And soon both of them were done. Grabbing some towels from the half-empty rack they dried themselves off and made their way back to the changing rooms. Though, naturally, being in the same room as a naked Adalbert right after fucking her made it quite hard to focus on changing.

Thus, as the Commander peeked over his shoulder and watched Adalbert dry her breasts, he felt his arousal return full force – and soon acted upon it.

Adalbert barely had her sports bra on when he reached her; both hands wrapping around her. ''Mm?!''

''Wanna go another round?'' The Commander teasingly breathed into her ear.

Adalbert blushed at the proposition, doubly so when she felt his erect cock press against her ass. ''You're still hard?''

''Gotta have plenty of stamina when dealing with you girls.'' The Commander merely fired back.

Adalbert hummed at that, pondering for a moment even as he started humping her ass – before with a sigh she agreed, slipping a hand under herself and spreading her pussy lips apart. ''Go on then. Be quick though.''

The Commander gladly agreed, planting a quick kiss on her shoulder before lining himself up – and with a sigh he sheathed himself back inside her wet heat. Adalbert let out a softer moan of her own, shoulders tensing only momentarily before she relaxed, both her hands resting against her locker for support. Bent over as she was he had a good view of her back and ass, one of his hands running over them as he drove himself into her.

It felt different than doing it face-to-face too; the slight angle change letting him rub new spots within Adalbert, coaxing out cute moans and erotic groans, the low sounds becoming all the more erotic when he spooned her. Wrapping his arms around her stomach he humped her more than he did fuck her; his thrusts short but firm and hitting her deepest parts each time, her wetness meaning there was next to no resistance. Adalbert wasn't entirely submissive however and pushed her ass back towards him, impaling herself onto his twitching cock and groaning when he hilted in her sooner than expected.

''Mm, we should do this more often...'' The Commander muttered out tightly.

''Y-Yeah...'' Struggling to keep a straight face Adalbert grunted the word out, her breathing heavy.

The rhythmic smacking of flesh and mutual moaning, however, didn't blind the two to the sound of the changing room door opening – but before the Commander could even consider pulling out the door opened, allowing the familiar form of Prinz Heinrich to skip on inside.

''Time for a show- oh!'' She paused momentarily, surprised. ''Oh, sorry, didn't know you two were busy in here.''

''It's fine.'' The Commander grunted, idly reaching up and groping Adalbert's breasts. ''We won't be long.''

''Okay~'' With a bright, goofy smile and cute salute Heinrich made her way over to one of the empty lockers next to them and started undressing.

The Commander resumed thrusting, a kiss to the back of Adalbert's neck coaxing her back into the mood; any embarrassment overwhelmed by the hot bliss running through them, his cock scraping her walls each time it pumped into her. Despite her sister being right there Adalbert didn't really mind, her moans soft and aroused as he pounded her from behind – her prior orgasm leaving her nice and sensitive, letting him fuck out even more cute sounds from her lips.

Though the Commander's eyes soon wandered to Heinrich herself, admiring the cruiser as she stripped her clothes off until she was nude – no underwear to hold her ample breasts up or cover her curvy, smooth hips. She caught him looking and giggled, wiggling her brows playfully as she turned away; wiggling her cute butt at him. Soon though she tossed what remained of her clothes into her locker and hopped up to his side, pecking him on the cheek, before skipping her way into the showers.

''You know-''

''If you're about to suggest a threesome with Heinrich, forget it.'' Adalbert flatly cut him off, voice tight. ''Not today anyway.''

The Commander took that as a minor win though at least, both his hands holding her breasts as he pistoned his hips forth – the snug fit of her sex becoming too much for him to handle. His thrusts became longer but faster, yanking his dick out further just so he could feel himself slide all the way back into Adalbert's depths, her wet walls embracing his cock almost adoringly.

''Ah, hah... almost there...'' He breathed into Adalbert's ear, clapping her ass from behind. ''Gonna cum.''

''Hah... Mm, p-pull out then~'' She mewled back.

The Commander jerked his head in a nod, hastening his passionate thrusts and holding out for as long as he could, relishing the slick tunnel that squeezed his throbbing shaft - before the heat peaked and he pulled out-!

''Heinrich hug~!''

Only for Heinrich to give a surprise hug from behind, pushing her breasts against his back and spooning him... and, in the process, pushing him right back inside Adalbert. The sudden hug startled him so much he lost control; heat rushing up his cock, and with a sharp moan the Commander accidentally came inside of Adalbert.

Adalbert felt it; eyes bulging and a short cry fleeing her lips, feeling his hot load splatter deep inside her and making her orgasm from the feeling alone, her walls clamping even tighter and milking his dick for every last gush of cum he could shoot into her – the pleasure so overwhelming, so addictive, that the Commander rocked his hips a tiny bit and added another few spurts to her creampied sex.

''Ah... crap, Heinrich...'' The Commander moaned out. ''Bad time to hug me...''

''Eh?'' Heinrich untangled her limbs from him and hopped back, question marks floating above her head. ''Why? Somethin' wrong?''

Adalbert answered that for him; groaning and with shaking knees. ''G-Guh... that wasn't a safe day, Heinrich...''

''Ohh...'' Heinrich sounded out... before sheepishly clapping her hands together. ''I'm sorry~''

''Haah...'' Adalbert sighed. ''It's fine.''

The Commander smiled at their byplay and pulled out, stumbling back a step and letting Adalbert resume getting changed – her curvy frame shivering lightly as pleasurable aftershocks teased her nerves, but stubbornly Adalbert continued getting dressed. He was about to as well... though a cheery 'Yoohoo~' from Heinrich made him glance towards the showers, the nude cruiser peeking out from behind the wall with a flirty expression.

''I would say don't go banging my sister...'' Adalbert dryly remarked. ''But I know the second I'm out this room you'll be nailing her, huh.''

''You know me so well~'' The Commander teased, already moving towards the showers.

Adalbert just rolled her eyes and continued getting dressed, ignoring her sister's squeals as she was 'torpedoed'.

[END]