A/N: Honestly this is probably my second-favourite Allen lewd I've written, next to the original 'Stickers' one. Writing Allen in wholesome-lewd situation just fits her personality the best, I feel. This one in particular is a more cosy lewd~
There's also a poll going on over on the AO3 version of this story from now until the 24th, so if you wish to vote you can~
That aside, hope you enjoy~
Soak
''Haah~ My arms hurt~''
''Same...''
The whining complaints of Allen M. Sumner and the tired groans of the Commander could easily be heard as the duo stepped into the latter's house; the front door thudding shut behind them. Fatigued from a day of hard work both wasted no time in kicking their shoes off; a laboured breath puffed past their lips as they made their way into his house proper.
It wasn't a particularly big place, only one-storey tall and located on the edge of the base, but it was homely and cosy enough with the two of them there. Meandering straight into the living room Allen flopped face-down into the couch and wriggled about until she was comfortable, whilst the Commander himself took the time to go through to the kitchen and grab them both some cola; tossing one bottle into Allen's waiting hand when he returned.
''Ah, sweet cola~'' With a happy sigh Allen popped the cap off, wasting no time in taking the rim between her lips. ''Glph, glph, glph...''
The Commander watched her from the corner of his eye as he approached, taking a much more modest sip of his own bottle. A small trickle of cola escaped from the corner of Allen's mouth and dribbled down her cheek, only for the cheery Ship-Girl to pop her lips off the bottle and hurriedly lick the escaped drop up, her tongue sliding back into her mouth. Only then did she glance up at him, cheeks colouring a little and a goofy smile lighting up her face.
''Hehe~'' Giggling she shuffled closer to him. ''Thanks for the drink, Commander~''
''It's fine. You earned it.'' Lifting his hand onto her head he petted his cheerful companion.
Allen just beamed in response, pushing her head into his palm and cooing when he slid his palm down to her cheek, nuzzling his hand like a cat. The amusing similarity brought a chuckle out of him, his back pressing into the cool couch as he leaned back and just took a moment to relax after a long day of signing papers and answering phone calls... but, he still had dinner to make. It wasn't dark yet, the skies outside amber and gleaming with warmth, but it was late enough that he should probably start sooner than later.
Though, before that, he'd like to take a shower.
And he suspected Allen might too. ''Hey, wanna take a shower together?''
''Mm~'' Thoughtfully Allen hummed, tapping the rim of her cola bottle against her chin – before flashing him a cheeky grin. ''Sure~!''
Chuckling the Commander nodded and lifted himself out of the chair, leaving his cola bottle on the table. Allen put hers just a foot away and hopped up with much more enthusiasm, a skip to her step as she followed him through the house to his modest bathroom, the door clicking open and allowing them into the cool room.
White walls met a smooth beige-tiled floor, the white colouring dimmed by the waning sunlight. A small window laid above the bath, rectangular and near the ceiling to let steam out, but thanks to the fact the sun shone on the other side of the house no glare pierced into their eyes, instead just a pleasant dimness illuminated the bathroom. His eyes wandered past the sink and toilet and to the bath at the far end of the room, the tub joined by a frosted-glass panel for some minor privacy.
Idly unbuttoning his white jacket the Commander started to strip, shrugging it off and setting to work on the button-up shirt beneath. It came off easily as did his tie, both ending on the floor in a careless pile, but the sound of fluttering cloth drew his eyes back to Allen. He was met with a pleasing sight, his eyes tracing the Destroyer's frame as she slid her jacket off and worked on her leotard, a coy smile on her lips as she unclipped the back. Her leotard slipped down, allowing her plumpish breasts free; perky and round and tipped with pink buds.
''Heh~'' Smugly Allen rocked on her heels, making her chest jiggle a tiny bit. ''Like the view, Commander~?''
''Of course.'' Casually he agreed, admiring her slender frame as she pulled her leotard down, her high-leg black panties getting tugged down with them; baring most of her body to him without even hesitating.
His own hands worked on his belt, undoing the rattling buckle and shoving his pants down, his boxers underneath following suit. Both of them laid around his ankles for but a moment before he stepped out of them, bending down momentarily to tug his socks off, watching as Allen did the same. She eyed him appreciatively and he did the same, both far too casual with one another to be bothered by some nudity.
Though that certainly didn't mean they didn't like what they saw.
Pushing the thought from his mind the Commander turned and leaned around the frosted-glass panel, a simple twist of the knob spraying cold war down onto his limb. Hissing at the feeling he waited, letting the water warm up to a pleasant temperature before he dared to climb over the bath and step into the shower's warm spray. Allen was right behind him, hopping into the bathtub too with a cheery hum... and with a cheeky glint to her eyes she hugged him from behind, deliberately pushing her boobs against his back.
''Wanna soak?'' Allen queried lightly, her lilted words tickling his ear.
The Commander mused that for a moment, contemplating how long it'd take to make dinner if they lazed about... before deciding he could make the time. ''Sure.''
A light cheer came from Allen and she shifted back a step, giving him the room to turn and face her. The water sprayed against his back, tickling his head as he eased himself down onto the bottom of the tub; gazing up at Allen's nude frame. Naught but an outstretched hand was needed to coax her down, a smile on her face as she sat down between his legs with her back to him, allowing her to lean back into him like he was a chair. And thanks to the angle of the shower-head, most of the water sprayed over their legs rather than their faces; keeping them warm but not spraying all over their heads.
''Ahh~'' With a content sigh Allen leaned back into his chest, her hair tickling his nose briefly. ''This is nice~''
''Mm.'' Wrapping his arms around her stomach the Commander agreed, leaning in and kissing her cheek.
Allen's cheeks warmed at that, colouring themselves a pink hue, but she laid where she was without protest – making herself comfy in his embrace. Casually hugging like this, with the warm spray of the shower washing over their bodies and filling their ears with the pleasant hiss, was soothing in ways that few might understand, both able to just cuddle in private, of feeling their flesh against one another. Nude hugs were Allen's favourite; both intimate ones, and lewd ones.
Pressing his nose to her hair the Commander drew a slow breath, still smelling the faint scent of her apple-scented shampoo. His hands shifted over her belly slowly, admiring her smooth but not flat stomach, one of his hands sliding up to her chest. Allen moved her arms so she wasn't blocking him, her cheeks darkening a tad when he cupped her left breast; gently hefting her tit about. Though she was far from the biggest girl on base she was quite plump in the bust department; 'premium medium' as she teasingly called it more than once.
''Mn...'' Allen tilted her head to the left, shivering as his other hand went between her legs.
The Commander savoured the quiet sounds he coaxed out of the Destroyer, kissing her on the neck. His fingers touched her sex slowly, lazily almost; rubbing her folds in slow up-down motion before swirling them around in languid circles, only to abandon his teasing touching and just massage her thigh instead. Inevitably though his hand returned, fingers rubbing at her smooth sex, one finger easing inside her womanhood but only just poking in a bit, teasing her softly.
''Mn...'' Allen shivered. ''Gimme some kisses~''
The cute whine coaxed a chuckle from his throat, and with an obedient hum the Commander shifted slightly to the right, allowing Allen to tilt her head enough that they could share a kiss. It was a slow thing, lips pressing together affectionately even as he finally pushed two fingers into her pussy, his digits pumping into her sex with casual slowness – not rushing it at all. She enjoyed it all the same, dragging the kiss out and initiating another one when they broke apart for just a scant few moments.
His other hand attended to her chest dutifully. Holding her breast from below he jiggled it into his hand a little, squishing it between his fingers. They slid up and found her pinkish nipple, pinching it between his fingers and tugging on it slightly, releasing it only when Allen mewled; prompting his hand to go back to languidly groping her breast.
''Ah... Commander...'' Allen moaned out as he started to finger her in earnest; his two digits thrusting between her nether lips eagerly.
In response he broke off the kiss and smooched her neck instead; trailing his lips up her jugular vein and kissing along it. Allen whimpered not just at the feeling, but at the fingers that thrust into her faster; a slight curl to them as he fingered her. A third digit was inserted alongside the other two, all three rubbing up against her weak spots with unfailing accuracy, making Allen's toes curl and her back arch, a stiff sigh passing her lips - enduring the pleasure he made her feel, not hurt by the water that sprayed over her crotch too.
''Ah, lemme make you feel good too...'' Allen mumbled, pouting at him.
Humming the Commander obliged, running his thumb over her clit once before pulling his fingers out of her hot womanhood; his fingers coming out slick. With pink cheeks Allen leaned out of his embrace and turned around to face him on all fours, a coy glint entering her eyes as she leaned down on her front with her ass still in the air, wiggling the latter as the water sprayed and bounced off of her toned back. The Commander's attention though went to her face as his partner leaned into his crotch, her tongue extending – and without missing a beat she licked his dick.
''Mn...'' He shivered at the feeling, gaze locked onto her. ''Go on...''
With a cattish mewl Allen obeyed, tongue hot as it stroked up the underside of his shaft – reaching from base to tip in a single lick. She repeated the stroking motions several times, tilting her head so she could lick the sides of his girth too, her tongue soon licking over the head dutifully and wetting it with her spit. More head-tilts let her swirl her tongue all around the head, teasing out a moan from his throat, unable to ignore how good it felt.
And then with a cute 'nom~!', Allen took the head into her mouth. Her pinkish lips slid down just past the head before she slurped right back up to the tip, then bobbed her head down deeper than before, reaching halfway. Another slurp to the tip left his dick sticky with her spit before she slid back down, managing two-thirds – and then she grunted as the Commander laid a hand on her head, pushing her down the last few inches and sheathing himself fully within her mouth, making her deep-throat him.
''Ohh...'' He groaned deeply, feeling her throat convulse around the tip.
Allen dutifully stayed where she was, sucking as best she could – before with a wet gasp she pushed back up to the tip. Her tongue swirled around the head a couple times before she plunged herself back down again, her red eyes peering up at him as she casually gave him head. The Commander moaned at the sight, his cock abuzz as her lips slid along it, his gaze lingering on hers before he ran his eyes up her toned back and to her nice ass, the water glistening across her creamy flesh as it ran down her body.
A stronger suck around his cock instantly drew his eyes down to her face again; a stiff groan forced up out of his throat as he watched her slurp his cock. Allen got more creative with her mouth, tilting her head to the side so the tip of his dick pushed against her cheek and bulged it outwards, the angle letting her tongue lick over the side of his girth at the same time. Her hand too joined the fray and grabbed his balls, fondling them a little as she blew him, the teasing stimulation leaving his cock throbbing with want.
Until with a wet-sounding pop, Allen let his dick slip free form between her lips.
Barely a second passed before the Destroyer put a hand onto the bath next to him and leaned in, closing the distance between them and kissing him, coaxing a moan from the Commander's throat. His right hand laid itself upon her cheek as he drew the kiss out, though soon slid down to her shoulder, then down to her hanging breast – groping her breast playfully as they made out. Smiling into the kiss Allen grabbed his wet dick and casually started jerking him off, her hand-job smooth and stroking a grunt out of him.
''Mm...'' Breaking off the kiss the Commander gazed into her eyes. ''You're good at giving head.''
''And you're good with your fingers~'' Allen teased back, giggling as she shuffled closer; straddling his waist. ''I'm top this time, right?''
''If that's what you want.'' Sliding his hands over her waist he admired her hips, taking the chance to cop a feel of her butt.
Allen wiggled her brows playfully at that and reached down, holding his cock and guiding him up to her sex; the bulbous tip sliding over her wet lips. She rocked her waist and teased him a little, letting the tip nearly push in before she let it slip by – but Allen's own desire was easily evident with how wet she was. Thus after only a little more teasing she positioned herself above him, guided the tip in; and then eased herself down onto his stiff cock.
''Ahh~'' Allen moaned happily as he filled her, his cock easily sliding between her slick walls.
Digging his fingers into her hips the Commander guided her all the way down, groaning in satisfaction when he was balls-deep in her at last, her walls tightly squeezing his shaft. Allen paused for only a few moments, her hands coming to rest upon his shoulders before she at last started to move; lifting herself up slightly before impaling herself down onto him, moaning sweetly as he stuffed her with his shaft.
The slow smacking of flesh echoed off the tile walls as she got into the rhythm of it; her skin wet as it slapped against his. The sound though only aroused them both more, the hissing spray of the shower not muting it one bit as Allen worked her waist, his own hands helping guide her down onto his girth – whether he be holding her hips or grabbing her ass.
''Mn... ah, hah...'' Panting lightly Allen arched her back, moaning as the shower sprayed water down her back. ''We need to do this more often... doing it in the shower feels so nice~''
''Definitely...'' The Commander agreed, his eyes drawn to her chest as he rode him.
Allen notice, a teasing gleam entering her eyes as she shook her torso a bit – causing her boobs to jiggle for his viewing pleasure. In response the Commander dove in, lips pursing around one of her nipples and sucking on the perky pink tip; eliciting a high-pitched squeak from Allen that devolved into a throaty whine as she kept riding him, her walls clamping tighter around him as he sucked on her tit. After a second one of her hands clutched at the back of his head, holding him to her tit and encouraging him to tease it more, his tongue lapping at her sensitive nipple.
Thanks to their foreplay both were already wound-up at it was, but having his cock spear into her quivering depths only pushed them that little bit closer to their ends; moans escaping his throat as whines left hers. Yet neither made any move to slow down; their flesh only smacking together faster as they gave into their lust, getting as much friction out of their act as they could. Even as his cock throbbed against her quivering walls neither made a move to pull him out.
''Ah... Allen...'' The Commander murmured into her chest.
''M-Mm...!'' Jerking her head in a nod Allen worked her hips faster, her bounces becoming shorter and faster, keeping his dick as deep as she could-
-until at last the friction grew too intense for Allen to handle. ''Myn!''
Wet flesh constricted his shaft, and with a relieved moan the Commander let his orgasm wash over him; bucking his hips up on instinct and unloading inside Allen. His lover took the creampie with a moan, shudders spasming through her slender frame as her own orgasm spasmed through her, making her grip and clench his cock, squeezing out every last spurt of cum that painted her walls white.
''Ah~'' Allen moaned in satisfaction, gradually relaxing over the course of a minute. ''Mm... geez, you really busted a nut today, huh~''
''What can I say, guess I needed an outlet after work.'' Breathlessly the Commander commented back, kissing her tit once more before leaning up, claiming her lips in a kiss instead.
Allen smiled into the kiss and caressed his cheek, dragging the romantic moment out for a long few moments before they drew apart. For a long minute she just stared at him, her ruby-red eyes peering into his own, before with a silly giggle she lifted herself up and off his cock. Naturally her gaze went down to it, admiring the fact he was still hard and prompting the Destroyer to shuffle over to the edge of the bath, winking back at him as she bent herself over it; her perfectly-shaped rear presented to him.
A wiggle of her rear told him what she wanted, and he couldn't find it in him to refuse – thus with a groan the Commander shifted up onto his knees and moved behind Allen. It was a tight fit due to the width of the bath, her folded legs between his, but they managed; both ignoring the hot spray of the shower that spilled over them from the left. It bounced off his shoulder and tickled his cheek, the warm water running down his front as much as did down Allen's back, his eyes tracking several droplets as they travelled down her spine and down to her butt. A butt that pushed against his crotch, his dick twitching against it.
''Hehe~'' Allen giggled, peeking at him from over her shoulder. ''Come on, stick it in~''
The Commander readily obliged, leaning back a tiny bit so he could guide himself in – and with a hiss of pleasure he speared back into her. Allen's lips formed a cute 'O' as she moaned, red eyes fluttering shut and savouring the fullness as he filled her; his cock easily sliding inside her wet sex and bottoming out. Considering how wet she was he didn't need to take it slow but he did anyway; hips rearing back and bumping forth languidly, his cock massaging her inner walls as he pumped into her.
Allen liked the sensation; a coo of pleasure lifting off her tongue as she pushed her ass back, impaling herself back onto him. The occasional slap of flesh joined the hissing spray of the shower when her ass hit his pelvis too quickly, sometimes accompanied by a grunt from him or a groan from her. His hands rested lightly on her waist and slid up her sides, feeling her up almost idly; curving around to touch her ribs or slide over her stomach. His left hand soon dipped down between her thighs before settling on one, then moving back up again to her stomach; the endless, almost-teasing touches making Allen tighten around him again and again.
''Mn...'' Perhaps because of that the Commander gradually picked up speed; pumping himself into Allen with growing desire.
Moaning at the feeling Allen rested her elbows on the edge of the bath and arched her back, smooching over her shoulder at him – the sound muted when he dove in a second later and kissed her. Smiling into the kiss Allen snaked a hand back into his hair, her wet fingers sliding through it and holding the back of his head, keeping him in the kiss. The Commander groaned into it, feeling how her walls tightened around his thrusting cock and tempting him to slide both hands up to her breasts, caressing them as he pumped into her – the rhythmic slapping of wet skin echoing in his ears.
The need to breathe finally forced them apart, both releasing a moan as he rubbed up against a sweet spot inside her; the sudden tightness that gripped him coaxing a sound out of him too. Gripping onto the edge of the bath Allen kept herself upright, her breathing shallow and fast as he gently pounded her; her breasts heaving into his hands as he squished them between his fingers. The erotic sensation further fuelled his arousal, primal want bubbling up within him and his pace hastening, his gentle pounding becoming faster, rougher, hungrier.
''M-Mm! That's it...!'' Allen mewled out, pushing herself back onto his cock in the brief moments he slipped out. ''Don't stop, feels good, Mn~''
The Commander responded by planting a kiss on her shoulder, earning a giggle – one that melted into a mewl when his cock hit a good spot in her. Lowering herself back down onto her elbows Allen nudged his hands away from her chest, prompting him to move them onto her shoulders instead; grunting huskily as he focused on pumping into her; his cock stirring up her cum-filled depths, some of the aforementioned cum leaking out thanks to his thrusting.
Though he was about to pump a second load into her, the Commander idly realised; his flesh smacking against hers faster and faster as he neared his limit, fucking Allen to hers too. Whimpering the dark-haired girl pushed her ass back, getting as much friction out of their lewd act as she could, her breathing shaky and shallow as she gulped in hurried breaths between moans, her walls tightening around his pulsating shaft-
''C-Commander~!''
Until with a stuttering cry of bliss, she climaxed; clamping tightly around his cock. The sudden tightness immediately pushed him over the edge, a shout of pleasure fleeing the Commander's lips as he blew his load inside Allen; thick ropes of cum splattering between her smothering walls and pumping into her womb. The overwhelming heat that flooded her only made Allen climax harder, a stiff whimper squeaking out past her lips and her head bowing down, her shoulders tense as she endured her powerful climax.
Gradually the Commander's strong thrusts slowed, his pelvis hitting her ass once, twice, thrice – before on the fourth thrust he bottomed out and ceased moving with a moan, letting her walls squeeze out the rest of his load. Shivering at the pleasant feeling the Commander leaned forwards, spooning Allen from behind and earning a happy coo out of her, a sweet smile on her lips as he nuzzled the back of her head.
''Mm, this is nice~'' Allen sighed, the water pouring over them and keeping their nude forms warm. ''Could stay like this forever.''
''We'll prune if we do.'' The Commander replied at that, grunting as he slowly pulled out. ''Speaking of which we probably should.''
Allen pouted at that but saw the logic in it, and thus with a groan she rose up to her feet and climbed out. The Commander followed just a step behind, plucking a large yellow towel from a nearby rack and draping it around Allen's shoulders, earning a giggle from his lover as she twirled to face him. A pluck of her fingers got her a large white towel and she cheekily draped it over his shoulders in turn; wrapping them almost in a cocoon of yellow and white.
And of course due to the fact both were holding up the towels there was nothing to hide each other's bodies; allowing the Commander to run his gaze over Allen's nude frame stood before him. The Destroyer was unabashed by it, a cheeky grin on her lips even as she felt his gaze run over her slim shoulder and past her plumpish breasts, his eyes following a single bead of water that ran down her stomach and down the curve of her pelvis, leading his gaze onto the slow trail of white leading out of her pussy.
''Heh.'' Allen also looked him over, her eyes ending on his stiffening cock. ''Wanna go round three? Right here on the bathroom floor?''
''If you insist.''
''Wait, that was a jok- eek~!''
Allen's squeak was joined by the fluttering of towels; the sound soon melting into a pleasure-filled moan as he entered her and fucked her to a third orgasm, her nails leaving their tacit marks on his back in the process.
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