A/N: Hello all~ Got a little bit of festive fun with WA2000 today~

Also of note, beforehand I mentioned an AR Team Christmas fic, and though unmentioned there was also a Colt/RFB/FAL/TMP/Springfield/BAR/HK416 smut fic to come shortly after this. However, it's only now I've come to realise those fics just won't be able to be done in a single day, and due to the fact what I'm writing is being uploaded the very next day, rather than trying to rush such a fic out I'll shelve them for either January or February as a sort of late Christmas fic, with two shorter Azur Lane fics in their place. Sorry for the delay~

That said, enjoy and Merry Christmas~

A Tsundere Christmas

''Hm... perhaps, like this...? No...''

Christmas had finally arrived. It had been a long time coming, and after weeks of preparations everything was ready. Morning had come as had lunch, the whole base buzzing with activity as people gave gifts to each other or tried out said gifts; IDW herself flying about on a drone whilst TMP and MDR chased her down before she crashed into anyone.

Now though, it was nearly time for dinner. It wasn't anything super spectacular, just a big dinner in the main hall. However with how decorated the whole place was it was set to be quite the festive event, helped by the fact many of his subordinates were wearing festive outfits. Santa costumes, reindeer onesies, tight-fitting elf suits; some even went with snowmen outfits; everyone getting into the festive spirit.

The Commander found himself in his personal dorm room, changing into a festive outfit of his own – donning a simple, traditional Santa suit with a hat and black boots. He even went the extra length to wear a white pin-on beard, though at the back of his mind he realised that'd mean many of his subordinates would want to sit on his lap and get his attention. He didn't mind giving them it, but when you considered how many subordinates he had, and he could expect to spend a few hours petting heads and listening to festive tales.

Of course, he didn't mind one T-Doll in particular on his lap. One who happened to shove his door open just as he began to turn around.

''What's taking you so long, Commander?!'' WA2000 exclaimed in exasperated frustration.

The tsundere sniper had foregone her own usual outfit in favour of a Santa outfit like his, mostly at his not-so-subtle suggestion. It was a fairly simple red tube dress with a white fur trim, a belt around her slim stomach to keep her dress snug-fitting. Silky black pantyhose hugged her long legs, emphasising how short her tube dress really was; forcing her to constantly tug it up-and-down so as to not show off her ass too much. And as a result, she showed off a lot of cleavage, much to his delight and her annoyance.

''Sorry.'' The Commander apologised sheepishly. ''Just trying to decide whether it looks good or not.''

WA2000 stared at him flatly for a good few seconds before expelling a deep, long-suffering sigh and marching up to him. Cheeks tinting pink she grabbed the front of his red jacket and tugged it, eyes meticulously scanning it as she adjusted the buttons so they wouldn't pop out at any moment and giving his belt an experimental tug, finding it to be just tight enough to hold but not so much it would suffocate him.

''You'll be fine.'' WA2000 exasperatedly muttered, looking up at him.

The Commander grinned lightly, leaning down and pecking her on the lips. ''Thanks.''

''I-Idiot.'' WA2000 muttered back, blushing.

He just chuckled, picking up a spare Santa hat from his desk and laying it on her head; pulling it down until it was snugly fitted. ''There. Now you look all set too.''

''Hmph...'' WA2000 tried to pout, but her red cheeks ruined any effect it had. ''Let's just get going already.''

With a soft laugh and a smile the Commander obliged, looping his arm around hers and escorting WA2000 out of his room, the two of them making their way to the dining hall for dinner.

X-x-X

True to his expectations, he ended up being quite the popular human chair for most of the evening.

Suomi sat on his lap and told him about the time she went out into the snow, 9a-91 shared some vodka with him and reminisced on some of the locations she had seen, UMP9 told a grandiose and mostly-made-up story regarding reindeer, and G11 just slept on his lap for a good twenty minutes before AK-12 peeled her off and took her place, smiling smugly as she used him like an actual chair.

Soon though the hours passed and it was getting late. Even though it was Christmas that didn't mean work stopped completely, and so with reluctance the Commander returned back to his personal quarters – pulling WA2000 with him. The sniper was glad to escape from the social event, subtly clinging onto his arm as he escorted the two of them back to his room; reaching it unimpeded and with few around to see them.

''Phew~'' The Commander pushed the door open with his free hand. ''What a night, eh?''

''Mm.'' WA2000 lazily hummed an agreement.

He smiled, loosening his hold on her arm but wrapping his arm around her waist instead. WA2000 blushed but didn't break free from his hold, mumbling something incoherent as she shut the door behind them, leaving them alone together in the room. With a twist of her wrist she locked the door too, allowing him to guide her over to the bed without any risk of them being found – she hated it when others saw her being intimate, after all.

The thought made his smile turn a little warmer as he eased himself onto the bed, kicking his boots off. That done he shuffled back onto the bed and leaned back against the pillows, pulling WA2000 with him – the T-Doll kicking her own shoes off and leaning back against him. She hadn't had the chance to sit on his lap earlier, not that she would have the confidence to ask for it anyway. But here, in the privacy of his room, she had no qualms about cuddling.

''...hm...'' WA2000 shut her eyes, relaxing.

The Commander let her have her moment, just holding onto her and cuddling her. WA2000 was rarely the type to show such affection, and it had taken a long time to coax her into accepting affection too. Little touches were required first; a pat on the head, a hand on the shoulder, a hand on her back, so on. Then it escalated into more teasing touches, such as a hug from behind, until things soon then became more intimate, and affectionate.

He reminded WA2000 of that with a smile, pushing his face into her neck and inhaling her scent. The T-Doll stiffened up briefly, body tense as he ran his lips over the side of her neck, soon finding the 'right' spot and kissing her jugular – eliciting a soft, pursed-lip mewl. He stifled a chuckle and kissed her neck again, his hands sliding up and holding her breasts from below, gently hefting them about. The lack of straps foretold she was either wearing a strapless bra, or none at all.

''Mn... you pervert...'' WA2000 mumbled, eyes cracking open as she glanced at him from over her shoulder.

The Commander kissed her cheek in response. ''Ssh. Just relax.''

WA2000 grumbled, but obliged – sighing as she leaned back against him and let him do whatever he pleased. The Commander grinned lightly at that, kissing her neck more and making the sniper groan softly, her gentle sound of pleasure enticing him to pull her dress down. Her large breasts all but sprung out, clad in a strapless black bra that kept them contained – until he undid the front latch, allowing him to peel it off her chest and tug it out of the dress, tossing the article of clothing aside.

Both his hands immediately went to her plump, heavy breasts, groping them from below. A hot moan escaped WA2000 before she clasped a hand over her mouth, stifling it into a quiet mewl of want – enticing him to fondle them more. He hefted them about, he tweaked her nipples between his fingers, he pushed and squeezed her tits; he had his fun with them, still being mindful to not hurt her in the process.

''Mm...'' WA2000's slim legs slid across the bed as she squirmed. ''You're touching so much... Nn, are you really that pent-up or something...?''

The Commander chuckled softly, dragging his tongue up her neck. A gasp escaped her before she pursed her lips, a cute blush colouring WA2000's cheeks as she whimpered. Another lick teased the back of her ear before he moved around to her cheek and kissed her there, tempting her to tilt her head in his direction – removing her hand for them to kiss, their lips meshing together intimately and muffling her pleased moan.

As their lips meshed together he released her right tit, sliding his hand down her front instead and grabbing her thigh. She groaned into his mouth and he swallowed the lewd sound, moving his hand further up her inner-thigh until he was cupping her crotch. WA2000 subtly shivered and pulled back from the kiss, giving him a flustered look but not voicing any complaints – enticing him to slide his hand up and under the waistband of her silky black pantyhose, and diving his hand down into her panties.

''H-Haah...'' WA2000's head tilted back, tickling his nose with her long hair. ''Mn... perv... pervert...''

A kiss to her cheek lured her back into another slow kiss, muffling her moans as he teased her entrance with his fingers. He slid them up-and-down a few times, rubbing her pussy gently before alternating into playful circular rubs, his thumb brushing against her clit and making her gasp softly – tempting him to move his hand further up, lifting an index finger. Said finger drew slow circles around her clit, teasing her gently and making the T-Doll curl her toes, her breathing growing shallow and quick.

''That...'' She exhaled a hot breath.

The Commander replied by smooching her jawline, trailing kisses back along to her neck. WA2000 lolled her head to the side with a quivering moan of lust, enticing him to tease her pussy more eagerly, coaxing out more cute sounds from his lover. He ran his digits along her slit and stroked her entrance more, briefly abandoning her clit as he curled his fingers – and extracted a breathy gasp from WA2000 as he pushed two fingers into her womanhood.

Hot flesh squeezed around his fingers, clenching tight and making him groan into her neck, aroused. She quivered in his grip, her bare breast heaving into his left hand and reminding him to grope her more, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of her breast. At the same time he moved his fingers about inside her, exploring her insides gently and letting her adjust to the fingers probing around her innermost parts.

''Mnph...'' WA2000 bit her bottom lip to restrain a moan – only to let it out a second later when he kissed her neck. ''A-Ah...''

His teeth grazed her neck before he bit down gently, giving her a hickey. She quivered beneath him, her left hand sliding up and laying over his own as he kept fondling her left breast. Her other hand grabbed at the sheets beside them, bundling them up in her gripped fist as his fingers pumped into her hot core faster, becoming slick with her honey as they pushed in and wiggled about, her fleshy inner walls gripping them tight.

WA2000's pantyhose bulged out slightly as he moved his hand back-and-forth, his palm smacking against her pelvis with muted slaps of skin-on-skin, his fingers repeatedly enveloped by her searing heat each time he buried his fingers into her wet sex. WA2000 tried to endure it, to stay silent, but his relentless fingering coaxed out soft moans of pleasure from the T-Doll's lips regardless – her cute voice partially muffled when they kissed again, his lips mashing against her rosy ones.

''Mmph...'' WA2000 released his hand and slid her own around his neck, gripping onto the back of his head – murmuring against his lips. ''You... Mmph... s-stupid pervert...''

The Commander replied by easing a third finger into her womanhood. She clenched tight around his fingers and her thighs buckled inwards with a muted gasp of pleasure, her breast heaving into his groping hand as she exhaled a hot moan of lust. His thumb and index finger went for her nipple, pinching it and tweaking it gently; relishing the muted groan he earned from his dark-haired lover, her back arching and pushing her pelvis towards his hand.

In response he plunged his digits into her faster, listening to the quiet wet sounds of his fingers entering her drooling sex, her honey wetting his palm as he smacked it against her crotch. Her hot insides grew tighter, her inner walls smothering his fingers and almost making it hard to move them about – tempting him to spread them apart, scissoring them inside her. An immediate cry of pleasure escaped WA2000 before she slapped a hand back over her mouth, muffling it with an embarrassed blush.

''M-Mm... ah... Mn...!'' WA2000's toes curled and her grip on the bed tightened, her eyes shutting tight as she endured his passionate fingers-

-until finally he flicked her clit with his thumb, and WA2000 unravelled. ''Mmph!''

Honey gushed around his thrusting fingers and her inner walls conformed to the shape of his digits, her pelvis slapping against his as she furiously bucked towards his hand. He groaned into her neck, kissing at her flesh even as she buckled and spasmed against his body, her lithe form nearly convulsing with pleasure.

Gradually he slowed his fingers down, letting her orgasm wane bit by bit – before finally he pulled his fingers out altogether. They were slick and sticky with her juices, prompting him to cheekily dry them on her pantyhose; earning himself a weak, trembling groan from WA2000 as she lolled her head in his direction, her breasts heaving with each deep breath she took and her lips loose as she drew in lungfuls of air, her face flushed the deepest of reds.

''You...'' WA2000 shuddered, falling silent. The 'pervert' was practically audible regardless.

The Commander smiled, kissing her cheek. WA2000 groaned and slowly shut her legs, rolling onto her left hip and sitting up on her hands – gazing at him with a flat, embarrassed gaze. Then in a heartbeat she grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down onto the bed, her soft rosy lips mashing against his with lustful, demanding passion, enticing him to smooch her back with equal vigour – devouring her lustful moan when he grabbed her tits and fondled them.

At the same time WA2000 slipped her right hand down between her legs, cupping her now-soaked pantyhose and ripping a hole in the fabric, throwing the scraps aside. Her equally-wet panties were pushed aside to reveal her lower lips that glistened with want, her thighs shifting closer as she straddled his waist – tempting the Commander to hastily undo his belt and unzip his pants, tugging his erect cock out into the open.

WA2000 was about to impale herself upon his dick, however, when he made his move. Namely by grabbing her hips and flipping them around.

''Hya?!'' WA2000 squealed cutely as she suddenly found herself on her back. ''H-Hey! I was- Mmph~!''

Anything the sniper wanted to say was muted down into a muffled moan as he claimed her lips, releasing her hips at the same time and grabbing her thighs. A quick tug pulled them open and allowed him to move between them, his cock rubbing against her needy sex and eliciting more arousing sounds from WA2000's lips, her folds quivering with want. A want that he eagerly offered to satisfy, one of his hands dropping down and grasping his length, guiding himself to her entrance.

A slow push, and he was in. His cock was enveloped by the wet heat of her insides, slick flesh smothering his cock on all sides and conforming to the shape of his length – sending quivering bolts of warmth racing up his length. He grabbed her forearms and held them down against the sheets, throbbing inside her pussy as he rocked his hips lightly, inching in deeper and deeper until his full length was snugly buried inside her.

''Mn...'' WA2000's face cutely scrunched up, pleasure written across her face. ''Ahh...''

A kiss silenced her, a hot moan filling his mouth a second later. Slowly he reared his hips back and inched out of her slick heat, his cock twitching from the ambient chill, before with a muffled sigh he slid back into her wet heat and buried himself in down to the base. WA2000 responded by wriggling her arms free, gripping onto his jacket and pushing him back slightly – allowing the T-Doll to look him in the eye, giving him a sexy, breathless look of irritation.

''Fuck me already.'' WA2000 breathed out, cheeks aflame but eyes wanting.

The Commander gave into her demand with a grin, sliding halfway out before slamming back in, their pelvises lewdly slapping together. WA2000 yelped in pleasure, any further sound muffled as he hungrily kissed her full on the lips, his cock pulsing within her pussy as he began to thrust in earnest. In, out. In, out. In, out. The movements reverberated through his body as he worked practically on auto-pilot, smacking his body against hers and stuffing his lover with his cock, knowingly hitting her sweet spot with the tip of his cock.

And it had the effect he wanted. Lewd mewls and breathy moans escaped the T-Doll as he bottomed out inside her womanhood, the sound of smacking skin echoing throughout the bedroom. Her honey made each smack of skin decidedly wet, the occasional squelch or squish escaping her folds with how dripping wet she was, all her nerves hypersensitive from his prior fingering. She never did have the best stamina, and he exploited that fact mercilessly; not giving her any chance to take a breather and last longer.

''Ah, hah~! Commander~!'' WA2000 gasped out, one hand grabbing the back of his head and yanking him down into another messy kiss, her nails digging into his hair.

The roughness only aroused him however, eliciting a low groan as he pounded the sniper into the bed. Her pantyhose-clad thighs jiggled as their pelvises smacked together, arousal glistening across his cock as it pistoned in-and-out of her folds, the wet hotness of her pussy quickly becoming addictive, and making it hard to hold back. So he didn't; his muscles growing tense as he didn't resist the creeping burn that climbed up his cock, his shaft tingling with need inside her.

Beneath him WA2000 cried out in bliss, both her hands going to the pillows above her and grabbing them, her legs wrapping around his waist at the same time. Her locked legs forced his thrusts to become faster but shorter, their pelvises loudly smacking together each time he buried his cock balls-deep inside her-

-until finally he buried his length all the way inside, she clenched like a vice, and he came.

''Mm!'' Pleasure rushed up his cock and he unloaded thick ropes of cum into her pussy, splattering it across her inner walls in milky streaks.

WA2000 cried out in orgasmic bliss, back arching sharply off the bed and her pelvis wildly pushing against his, their discordant movements ignored in lieu of the overwhelming pleasure coursing through their bodies, her wet flesh smothering his length and coaxing out more of his cum, her own honey mixing in with it and trickling out around his pulsating shaft.

Slowly his powerful thrusts became gentle rocks of his hips, until with a breathless groan the Commander stopped altogether; simply leaning up on her arms and panting in air. Beneath him WA2000 quivered as her own orgasm lulled to a stop, her inner walls spasming around his cock as pleasurable aftershocks quivered through her body, her stomach taut even as she laid back flat on the bed.

''Ah... haah...'' She panted. ''Mn... t-that felt... good...''

''Heh, so you're being honest now~?''

''S-Shut up! I can if I want!''

A kiss on her nose silenced her. ''I know.''

WA2000 made a face, lips quivering as she held back a sound – before she settled on a tired sigh. ''You idiot.''

''Make up your mind whether I'm a 'pervert' or an 'idiot', please.''

''You're both, you numbskull!''

''Oho, so I'm a numbskull now am I?''

''G-Grr...! You-!''

WA2000 would 'pay him back' by riding him to climax. He would in turn, pay her back by fucking her in the ass whilst bending her over a table.

The limp she walked with and constant blush told him who won their little 'argument'.

[END]