A/N: Phew, this one was tricky to do quickly. Glad I got it done in time though~ A little sequel fic to last year's Christmas Preparations~
Clothing inspired by Horii like last year: the link to it is on the AO3 version of the story.
Enjoy, and Merry Christmas~
Snowed In
''Hn... the snow doesn't look to be letting up...''
It was Winter; December, to be exact. It had been exactly one year since the Commander had taken his four lovers-turned-wives – Ayanami, Laffey, Javelin and Z23 – to that wintery lodge up on the hill, and they had actually been planning on going back to it this year too. However that plan had been thoroughly derailed by the snow; the white powder blocking the base in to the point not even military-grade vehicles could get in easily, and the road had to be re-salted on a daily basis just to get supplies in-and-out.
Given that plan was in tatters, the five of them instead decided to have Christmas at his house. It wasn't the biggest place, being a simple one-storey home afforded to him thanks to his rank, but with the five girls staying with him it felt delightfully homely. Z23 became the unofficial cook with Javelin as a helper, Laffey got them wood for the fire, and Ayanami helped him with the decorations – the other three girls joining in when they weren't busy with other tasks.
And soon his house looked properly festive. Tinsel, banners, a Christmas tree – and of course a mistletoe located in the main entryway. Provided by a cheeky Javelin, naturally.
The Commander was reminded of that as he took his eyes off the frost-laden window and glanced over his shoulder, smiling as he watched Javelin and Laffey play a board game near the TV. The fireplace crackled absentmindedly, a fresh pile of logs sitting right next to the fireplace and ready to be used once the current ones were used up, courtesy of Laffey's tree-chopping abilities. Z23 was in the kitchen making them all dinner, cooking a traditional roast, whilst Ayanami was... somewhere.
That thought made him pause, curious as he looked back at Javelin and Laffey. ''Either of you two seen Ayanami?''
''Hm?'' Javelin glanced up at him briefly. ''Ah, I think she went into your room for something. Maybe check on her?''
The Commander hummed in agreement, letting Javelin go back to her board game whilst he wandered out of the living room and down the hallway, the sounds from the TV growing muted and the voices of the others distant. His feet carried him straight to the bedroom, soon locating his room – and out of politeness he rapped his knuckles across the smooth wood rather than enter immediately, having learned from that mistake many times in the past.
''Ayanami?'' He called out lightly.
A muffled voice came from within; calling him inside. Curious the Commander obliged, opening the door with a quiet click and pushing it open. The interior of the room was dark, the light off and the curtains drawn shut – the darkness a sharp contrast to the warm amber glow coming from the living room. And atop his bed laid Ayanami, clad in a smooth red dress that fell to her thighs, a pair of side-slits exposing her thighs and giving him a peek at the waistband of her side-tie panties. Her dress became narrow near the collar, reaching her neck whilst leaving her shoulders bare, not unlike a backless qipao.
And since she was laid on her side, he got an inviting view of her ass, her expression demure as she gazed up at him. ''...hello, Commander.''
…
''How long were you holding that pose for?''
Ayanami blushed. ''A-A few minutes...''
The Commander cracked a smile at that, chuckling softly as he slipped into the bedroom and shut the door behind him. Ayanami shifted in anticipation but didn't move from the position, tempting him to climb onto the bed and lean over his left hand landing upon her thigh and running over her smooth flesh, making her quiver with need. He sated that need, leaning down and claiming Ayanami's lips in a slow, deep kiss, muffling her embarrassed moan.
Slowly he shifted down onto his side too, spooning her from behind. Ayanami tilted her head back so they could keep kissing, the slow smack of their lips ringing in the silence of the bedroom – the arousing sound tempting him to slowly hump her from behind. His lover blushed and pushed her ass back, moaning softly as they intimately pushed against one another, the layers of fabric separating them failing to dim the heat of their bodies.
''Mmph...'' Ayanami broke off the kiss with a soft shudder – clearly feeling the hand that went between her legs. ''Commander...''
He smiled, kissing the back of her neck and earning himself another soft moan, relishing how the Destroyer wriggled about shyly. He cupped her panty-clad pussy and groped her crotch, his fingers sliding along her panties lustfully and worsening the hot blush on Ayanami's cheeks. She tried to get him back by pushing her ass back but he just replied by humping her more, breathing heavily against her neck as his cock rubbed against her ass.
Ayanami however was quick to take things further; clearly worked up after waiting several minutes in anticipation. She untied the side of her panties and wiggled out of them, pushing them off her hips and allowing him to stroke her folds directly; three fingers pressing down and rubbing lewd circles on her lower lips. Said fingers soon pushed inside, her searing heat squeezing his digits but failing to prevent him from wiggling them around her pussy, teasing her with his touch.
''M-Mm...'' And Ayanami clearly felt it; cute whimpers escaping her pursed lips.
The Commander chuckled softly and kissed at her neck more, his free hand slipping down between their bodies and unzipping his pants, allowing his swelling cock to spring out and bop her on the butt. Ayanami pushed her ass back more vigorously, mewling as his cock slid between her ass cheeks as they spooned, the lewd twitching of his dick extracting more cute, embarrassed sounds from his lover.
His cock slid between her ass cheeks as he got more into it, humping her from behind with quick strokes of his hips. Ayanami played along, her butt pushing and rubbing against his cock lewdly and arousing him further. The friction itself wasn't enough to make him blow his load or anything, but the sensation was equal parts addictive and erotic, making it hard to stop. The lack of underwear also added a naughty danger to it, as if one thrust too long might make him accidentally slip inside her.
Ayanami read his mind, moaning softly as she arched her back and pushed herself back against him. ''Commander... put it in...''
With a shudder the Commander obliged, tugging his fingers out of her hot sex and holding her hip. Ayanami guided his cock towards her folds, the tip rubbing against her entrance before she put two fingers on her folds, spreading her pussy open – and finally allowing him to push into her hot, inviting core.
The Destroyer pursed her lips, stifling a soft gasp as pleasure quivered up her body. The Commander had no such hesitations; openly groaning into her neck as his cock slid into her pussy, searing heat clenching around his cock on all sides and conforming to the shape of his shaft. He held onto her thigh and pushed in as deep as he could, shoving his other arm under her warm body and holding onto her ribs, the intimate position only making her hot insides feel better.
''A-Ah...'' Ayanami moaned quietly, peeking at him from over her shoulder. ''Commander, kiss...''
The Commander readily obliged, leaning over her slim shoulder and kissing her deeply. Ayanami moaned deeply into his mouth, lifting herself partway off his cock before pushing her ass back, making her moan as she impaled herself upon his swollen shaft. The movement made her inner walls grip him tight, all but sucking him back inside her and tempting him to rock his hips too, groaning when he felt her slick honey smear against his cock.
Quietly his pelvis hit her butt, the nigh-inaudible thump of their slapping skin still managing to reach their ears, making them both shudder with arousal. His thrusts became a tiny bit quicker, his cock sliding halfway out of her pussy before pushing back in, soon bottoming out inside Ayanami's womanhood. The Destroyer moaned at the feeling, coiling tight around his shaft and enticing him to be a little more bold, his pelvis beginning to slap her butt more audibly as he sped up.
''Ah... ah... s-someone, Mm... might hear...'' Ayanami mewled out.
''Let them.'' He nipped at her ear, eliciting a low moan from her.
Losing what little restraint he had the Commander slid into her more and more, his cock plunging into her pussy with rhythmic smacks of skin-on-skin. Ayanami's thighs jolted and spasmed lightly, his constant thrusting melting her mind and turning her muscles into pleasure-induced putty, barely able to keep pushing her ass back and impaling herself upon his throbbing shaft.
After just a few more thrusts an idea came to him, one that the Commander readily acted upon – grinning as he pulled out. Ayanami gasped in surprise and looked back at him, her cheeks darkening when he sat up on his knees and pushed her folded legs to the side, showing him her curvy rear. Then without hesitation he rolled his hips forth and slid back into Ayanami's slippery sex, eliciting a mutual moan from both of them as he filled her back up.
''A-Ah~'' Ayanami gripped at the sheets, her cute visage twisting with bliss. ''Mm, Commander...''
The Commander replied with a lustful groan, bucking his hips forth with quick thrusts. He easily buried all of his cock inside her slick heat within a matter of thrusts, his pelvis slapping against her shut thighs lewdly each time he bottomed out inside her. The lewd slapping of skin bounced off the walls and rung in his ears, enticing him to rest his left hand on her leg whilst his other ran up her side, said hand soon finding her breast and fondling it through her clothes.
Ayanami moaned at his touching, squeezing his cock with her slick insides. He could feel her inner walls quiver around his thrusting cock and only grow tighter by the second, wet squelching escaping their connected parts as he stirred her insides up. He tried valiantly to ignore the sound, focusing on thrusting into Ayanami for as long as he could, intimately aware of the creeping pressure swelling up his length-
-when he hit a sensitive spot inside Ayanami, and his lover climaxed with a sudden sharp cry. ''Ah~!''
Wet flesh smothered his cock on all sides, squeezing him like a hot vice. The sudden pressure proved to be too much for the Commander, and with a ragged gasp he pounded her hard and fast, his pelvis smacking her ass – before with a moan he bottomed out and came inside her, unloading long ropes of cum that splattered deep inside her pussy, adding the icing to Ayanami's powerful orgasm.
Even as he came he still kept thrusting for as long as he could, his cock sliding in-and-out of her velvety hole until his stamina waned, and with a final groan he came to a stop, panting. ''Haah...''
Cum dribbled out around his cock as he pulled out, the lewd sensation making Ayanami mewl, her toes curling. Breathlessly she lolled her head to the side and gazed up at him, flashing him a demure smile as she laid a hand over his, curling his fingers between his and holding his hand.
Until they were both interrupted as the bedroom door opened. Ayanami immediately squeaked and he tensed in surprise, all eyes going to the door – to reveal Laffey.
''...you're too loud.''
The short girl had done away with her usual loose outfit in favour of a thigh-length brown dress; said dress leaving her shoulders and collarbone exposed aside from two brown straps that looped over her slim shoulders. A bright red ball-nose was placed upon her nose, a detached brown hood with two false-horns hugging her head and with cut-outs in the side to let her large twin-tails out. Brown pantyhose hugged her petite legs too to keep her warm, ending in a pair of festive-themed slippers that hung from her feet when she walked.
''Sorry.'' The Commander apologised ruefully, chuckling. ''We'll try and be more quiet.''
Laffey just stared, slowly blinking. Then she stepped into the room and shut the door behind her, warmth colouring her cheeks a soft pink as she approached him and stood right in front of him, gazing up at him. Without a word she grabbed the front of his clothes, pulled him down for a kiss-
-only for her red nose to get in the way, bonking him in the face.
The Commander blinked in mild surprise before chuckling, leaning back slightly. ''Here, take this off...''
He reached up, pulling the rubber nose off and tossing it aside – the sudden absence of it making Laffey's nose twitch cutely. With a smile he then leaned down and claimed her lips in a proper kiss, muting Laffey's pleased moan as she kissed him back wholeheartedly, their lips smacking together. He grabbed ahold of her shoulders and held onto her, making out with the petite reindeer for a few moments, drawing the kiss out.
Until with a mutual inhale they broke off the kiss, both flushed a light pink. Laffey stared up at him for a good second before boldly dropping to her knees, one hand grabbing his cock and jerking it with sudden quick strokes – the abrupt assault of pleasure making him groan deeply. A rosy hue coloured her cheeks at that, encouraging Laffey to keep stroking his cock with quick jerks of her wrist, her fingers sliding along his slick cock with ease.
''Mn...'' Laffey sat up on her knees a bit more, her breath hot as it washed over his cock – before like the greedy girl she was, Laffey took half of his cock into his mouth right off the bat.
The Commander tipped his head back, stifling a deep groan and resting a hand atop her head, gently pushing her down. Laffey had no problems with complying, humming around his girth as she pushed her lips further down, swallowing his cock without even gagging – the tip seamlessly poking down her throat. She stared up into his eyes as she deep-throated him too, arousing the Commander further as he felt her tongue lap at the underside of his girth.
Her tongue rubbed the underside relentlessly even as she bobbed her head back-and-forth, making hot choking and swallowing sounds as she deep-throated him, her saliva glistening along his cock. She grabbed onto his hips too and jerked her head back-and-forth more vigorously, moaning when he petted her head and staring up into his eyes with her own half-lidded ones, drool running down her chin as she gave him head.
''Mmph.. ghk... glp... Mm...'' Laffey sounded out, pushing her face all the way into his crotch – before with a slow exhale she pulled back, his wet cock springing out of her mouth.
In a heartbeat Laffey hopped up to her feet, blushing a light pink as she pushed past him, kneeling onto the bed. He knew what she wanted and got behind her just as she got situated, her butt wiggling at him cutely. Complying with her unspoken desire he grabbed the back of her brown fluffy pantyhose and pulled it down to her thighs, exposing her perky ass to him – a soft moan fleeing Laffey's lips as he grabbed her ass, groping it.
''Mn...'' Laffey pouted back at him. ''Commander... inside...''
He pulled her panties down in response, letting the pink underwear pool in her pantyhose. Laffey blushed silently but didn't look away, waiting as he got behind her fully and lined himself up with her pussy, a shudder of arousal lancing through him when the tip slid along her wet folds, realising how aroused she was. He pushed forth a little but didn't outright penetrating her, teasing Laffey with the tip and making her moan for more.
The Commander gave her it. With a soft groan he pushed himself inside her, her lower lips spreading for his intruding girth and her insides squeezing him on all sides, smothering him with her slick heat. The Destroyer herself gripped at the sheets and released a soft moan of her own, shoulders briefly going tense and her stomach taut before she practically melted, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as he filled her pussy up inch by inch.
''Haah...'' He breathed as he bottomed out inside her.
Laffey moaned in agreement, shuddering as she slowly pushed her ass back towards him. The Commander grinned faintly at that, pulling his cock out until only the tip was left inside Laffey – and then promptly bucked his hips forwards, bottoming out inside her womanhood. The Destroyer bit her lip and moaned deeply, eyes screwing shut as he stuffed her pussy to the brim. She was tighter than Ayanami had been, making the sensations all the more intense given how sensitive he was.
Gradually the Commander picked up speed, unable to keep taking it slow when her slick insides were wringing his cock. His pelvis smacked her ass repeatedly, the lewd slaps of skin ringing in his ears and encouraging him to slam into her more vigorously, loving the sound – said sound only enhanced by the quieter, wetter sounds of him entering her. Whether or not Laffey heard them too the Destroyer moaned all the same, her ass pushing back to meet his quick thrusts passionately.
''Mn... ah... ah~'' Laffey's tongue hung out of her mouth more often than not. ''Faster...''
He obliged, grabbing her sides tightly and slamming into her with a sharp smack of skin-on-skin. Laffey mewled as her body buckled forwards and pushed her ass back towards him harder, her stomach arching down towards the bed as he kept stuffing her slick sex with his pulsating shaft. In a fit of lust he even released her sides and grabbed her shoulders instead, his fingers curling around her slim shoulders as he pounded her wet pussy.
The pull on her shoulders made her squeeze tighter, mewls passing her pursed lips in a steady stream as he rammed her from behind. Her slippers had fallen off at some point and allowed him to see her toes cutely curl, pleasure flushed across her face as he slid into her with rapid, rough thrusts. It became a challenge to keep moving, pressure climbing up his cock as his second orgasm drew near.
''Mn, Laffey...!'' His pelvis smacked her ass harder as he put his all into it, the smothering flesh around his cock bringing him to his limit.
Smack smack smack.
The sound echoed in his ears and reverberated through his being, his muscles tightening as his end drew near. Pleasure throbbed along his cock and the urge to cum became unbearably strong, a pulsing warmth swelling at the tip of his cock.
Until finally he couldn't hold it, pushing himself all the way inside her – and finally cumming deep inside Laffey, blowing his load inside her and undoubtedly filling her womb with his seed.
''Mn!'' Laffey tensed up in an instant, her slick insides clenching tight around his pulsating shaft – squirts of honey escaping around his shaft.
Her tightness milked the cum from him, squeezing it out with each ragged thrust of his hips – until finally he pulled out, his cock springing free from her vice-like pussy.
''Haah...!'' The Commander exhaled sharply, squeezing her shoulders. ''Crap... that felt good...''
Laffey just moaned an agreement, laying down on her side next to Ayanami, his two wives looking up at him.
Then, with a slow blink, Laffey posed a question.
''Threesome...?''
He happily agreed, going down on the two until they squealed.
X-x-X
Not long after his passionate threesome, the Commander returned to the living room.
Memories of last year came to him, and in an effort to re-create it lust remained in his mind, enticing him to hunt down Javelin. She wasn't hard to find, the purple-haired girl casually sitting on the living room couch and watching TV – her legs kicking and swaying as she ever so patiently waited for Laffey to return.
Given the state Laffey was in after a round of anal, he had a feeling she'd need to wait a fair bit. Laffey would use any excuse to be lazy.
Which was all the more reason for him to go keep her company, the Commander thought to himself as he wandered into the living room. The TV aired some Christmas cartoon that was practically a classic by this point, the light overhead thrummed and the fire still crackled a gentle ambiance. Javelin had discarded her usual dress in lieu of a backless red Santa dress that reached her thighs, much of her slim back left exposed. From the side he got a good view of her slim shoulders and neck, her petite form all the more alluring when wrapped up in a dress and thigh-high red stockings.
''Hm?'' Javelin finally took notice of him, blushing a light pink. ''Ah, hello Commander. Did you find Ayanami?''
''Mm.'' He agreed with a low hum, sitting next to her. ''She and Laffey will probably be in the shower any minute now.''
The implication wasn't lost on Javelin; her pink cheeks turning red. ''Eheh... so that means we're all alone?''
Clattering in the kitchen disagreed, but he didn't point that out. ''Guess so.''
Javelin smiled demurely, shifting over on the couch and rubbing his thigh. He took her wrist and guided it to his crotch, making her blush darken but giving her the confidence to unzip his pants, tugging his cock out into the open – cooing as she lovingly stroked it. He paid her back in full, sliding his hand over her slim thigh and moving it between her warm legs, relishing how she wiggled her feet as he cupped her crotch.
A soft moan escaped the Destroyer as he pressed his fingers against her clothed sex; applying just enough pressure to make her squirm but not so much to actively get her off. And when Javelin humped his hand he rewarded her by moving his fingers in slow circles, teasing her and enticing her to move more, her underwear smooth against his stroking fingers. Eager to play along Javelin jerked his sensitive cock more, bobbing her wrist up-and-down with a slight tilt to her wrist, doing her best to get him off.
''Haah...'' The Commander exhaled heavily, tugging the front of her panties to the side.
Without missing a beat he pushed two fingers into her pussy, sinking them into her clenching heat. Javelin shut her thighs around his hand, moaning as she leaned over and rested her head against his shoulder, enticing him to kiss her cheek. Javelin giggled breathily and lifted her head up, allowing their lips to meet with a soft smooch, their lips meshing together intimately as they got each other off; slick wetness sticking between his fingers as he got her off.
Feeling that he pulled his fingers out, unheeding of Javelin's needy moan. The Commander shuddered as she released his dick, instead shifting closer to him – smiling demurely as she climbed onto his lap with her back facing him. He relished the position, wrapping his arms around her belly and burying his face into her back, kissing it and making Javelin moan, a giggle escaping her lips a second later.
''Mm...'' Javelin bit her lip as she felt his cock against her ass; rocking her hips and grinding on his shaft. ''Hehe... here...''
With a quick tug she got her panties around her knees, lifting her ass up and grabbing his dick. His hands slid down her sides and to her hips, lust swelling up inside him as he watched Javelin line him up with her slit – the tip sliding between her folds as she teased hem both, mewling his name with affection lacing her tongue. Until she decided to skip any further foreplay, and lowered her hips with a deep moan.
The Commander stifled a deep groan; reaching over and grabbing the TV remote, using it to turn up the volume to muffle their voices .Javelin clearly realised that, an arousing blush colouring her cheeks and a shy smile flashing at him over her shoulder. Her pink lips parted as another moan escaped her, wet heat smothering more of his cock as his wife pushed herself deeper down his dick, enveloping his shaft until her soft butt pressed against his crotch.
''Mn~'' Javelin mewled erotically, wiggling her hips slightly. ''Move too~''
He complied, thrusting up with a slow roll of his hips just as Javelin lifted her own hips; his pelvis bumping against her ass. The Destroyer shuddered in delight and pushed back down, impaling herself on his girth with a pleasure-filled moan, her womanhood clenching tight around his pulsating length. Another thrust smacked his pelvis against her ass and jolted her upwards with a hot moan, prompting Javelin to move properly.
With a groan the Commander leaned back against the couch, his hands sliding around to her ass and groping it, his fingers digging into her plush rear. Javelin didn't stop moving her hips, her skin slapping lightly against his own as she worked herself up-and-down his length, taking him all the way inside her each time. Even when he leaned back upright and smooched her exposed back Javelin didn't slow, her giggling moans rich in his ears as she bounce on his cock, his dick throbbing within her clenching tightness.
''Ah, haah~'' The purple-haired Destroyer leaned forwards more, putting her hands on her knees as she kept riding his dick.
He took advantage of that, his hands moving to her sides as he bucked his hips up much more passionately, the quiet slaps of skin escalating into lewd smacks. Javelin squeaked in surprise before she slapped a hand over her mouth, moaning into her palm as she kept trying to move. However Javelin was never the best at riding him; her movements growing quick and jerky as the pleasure got to her, making her muscles simultaneously weak yet clench like a fleshy vice around his pulsing girth.
His thrusts continued for several intense moments, his lips briefly touching her back in a messy, quick kiss – before an idea hit him. One that tempted him to grab her hips and stop her bouncing motions, eliciting a cute whine from Javelin. Her whine melted away into a moan as he stumbled up to his feet, pulling out mid-way through the motion and twisting Javelin around until she was kneeling on the couch, a shy smile curling at her lips as she wiggled her butt at him, teasing him.
''Mm~'' Javelin mewled through pursed lips as he buried himself inside her pussy again. ''Ah, this is lewd...''
The Commander just grinned at her breathy mewl, kissing her on the cheek. Then he grabbed her sides in a strong grip and reared his hips back, only the tip left inside her quivering folds – before he slammed himself inside her with a deep groan, stuffing Javelin's hole with his pulsating cock. The force of his thrusts made Javelin's body jolt forwards slightly with each thrust, enticing the Destroyer to push her ass back; her butt jiggling when his pelvis impacted it.
Pleasure spiked up his length as he kept rammed Javelin, briefly making his thrusts slow – before with a lustful groan he went back to pounding her pussy with passionate intensity. A squeal escaped his wife and she gripped onto the back of the couch, crying out in bliss as his throbbing shaft slid into her slick sex, her tight inner walls smothering his shaft. Just feeling her slick insides around his dick was rapidly bringing him to climax, his prior two orgasms draining him of his stamina.
''Hah, J-Javelin...!'' The Commander rasped out, his pelvis slapping against her ass as he pounded her-
-before with a cute cry, Javelin climaxed.
The sudden wet heat squeezing his cock immediately pushed the Commander to climax, a pleasure-filled gasp escaping him right as he came – unloading multiple thick spurts inside her. Acting upon his wild lust he pulled out mid-way, jacking himself off and shooting thick ropes of cum all over Javelin's bare back; making the Destroyer squeal as his hot load splattered over her shoulder blades and down her spine.
''M-Mm!'' She shut her lips, expression quivering as she held back another high-pitched moan.
The Commander smiled breathily at that, pushing his cock against her ass and humping her from behind, his cock sliding between her ass cheeks. Javelin replied by pushing her ass back, moaning as they rode out the last of their highs, his cock throbbing against her rear with lust and shooting one final spurt onto her plush butt.
Soon though his stamina waned, and with a pleased sigh the Commander came to a stop. After a moment he moved down onto the couch next to Javelin, allowing the Destroyer to sit up on her knees with a cute blush and a warm smile, quivering when cum dribbled down her back and out of her folds.
''Ah... it's going down my back~'' Javelin whined the words out, cheeks aflame. ''Did you have to shoot so much~?''
The Commander just chuckled breathlessly, almost ready to offer to go a second round – when a voice from the kitchen caught his attention.
''Javelin! Laffey! Turn the TV down already, it's way too loud!''
A sly grin crossed the Commander's face, bringing a cheeky smile to Javelin's own lips. The Destroyer nudged him and he took the hint, rising from the couch and leaving Javelin alone to get cleaned up – his feet carrying him instead into the kitchen.
His eyes slid over the polished white interior idly, his gaze soon landing on Z23. Out of all of them she wore the most revealing outfit this year, that being a short red skirt with a white belt and a small red crop-top that just barely covered her breasts, leaving some underboob exposed. Festive red arm-warmers hugged her forearms and kept them warm, her hat deposited on the kitchen table given she was busy cooking.
He sneaked up on the Destroyer, waiting long enough for her to put down the pot she was holding and freeing her hands – before he wrapped his arms around her bare stomach from behind and planted a wet kiss on her neck. The result was, admittedly, predictable.
''Hya?!'' Z23 shrieked in surprise, going stiff. ''C-Commander! Don't do that!''
The Commander chuckled unrepentantly, grinning at her from over her shoulder. Z23 just pouted at him, a cute 'hn~' escaping her pursed lips as she tried and failed to look chastising, but it only enticed him to kiss her puffed-out cheek. The simple act of affection was enough to quell her pout into flustered grumbles – prompting him to slide his hands up further, cupping her plump breasts from below and squeeze.
A surprised moan answered him, and without losing his cheeky grin the Commander pushed her against the unoccupied counter, kissing at her neck. More moans answered him, soft and embarrassed; encouraging him to kiss and nip at her flesh more. His teeth grazed her neck and his tongue licked it better, sending muted shakes through Z23's body as she tried and failed to resist his teasing ministrations.
''A-Ah...'' His wife moaned shyly. ''N-No, stop... the others...''
''...are all busy cleaning up.'' He finished for her – smooching her ear.
''Oh...'' Crimson hues coloured her cheeks.
Smirking slightly the Commander grasped his cock, pushing it against the back of her legs. Z23 felt it and swallowed, adjusting her position slightly – the lack of resistance to his lewd advances tempting the Commander to take it further, his cock rubbing against her thighs. Until he then pushed it between said thighs, groaning into her ear as the warm flesh of her thighs smothered his cock; amplified when she shut her legs as tightly together as she could.
His dick was still slick with Javelin's honey, something that Z23 felt intimately – whimpering in embarrassment as his cock moved. The friction was slight but the mere sensation of fucking her thighs was a turn-on, his pelvis bumping against her ass each time. It only felt better when Z23 stood up on her tiptoes a little, emphasising her shapely butt and letting her push it back against his crotch, his cock throbbing between her warm thighs.
''Mn...'' Z23 bit her lip. ''I-If you're going to be lewd, at least sit down and let me do it myself...''
The Commander readily complied, grinning as he pulled out from between her thighs and dropped himself down into a chair by the kitchen table. With rosy cheeks she approached him and bent at the waist, putting one hand on the table next to him whilst the right dropped to his cock – grasping it with her slim hands and giving it a smooth, pleasure-induced stroke. Several more followed the first, her wrist twisting mid-stroke and her thumb sliding over the tip, teasing his sensitive length.
''Geez...'' Z23 mumbled, leaning in. ''You pervert...''
A smooch stifled any words he had; her lips connecting with his. The Commander groaned into her mouth, shuddering with pleasure as she jerked him off with increasingly-swift jerks of her wrist, his slick cock twitching in her hand. In a fit of lust he grabbed her bare sides and felt her up, touching her bare belly and feeling how taut it became, his thumb digging into her belly button. She mewled at that, her hand-job slowing down briefly before speeding back up again, her thumb rubbing the tip.
With a soft exhale Z23 pulled back from the kiss, blushing as she averted her gaze – focusing on just jerking him off. She helped that along by leaning down and spitting on his cock, her warm saliva trickling down his length until her hand smeared it into his length, allowing Z23 to jerk him off easier. Her slim fingers worked his cock from tip to base, pulling up-and-down relentlessly and only pausing long enough to adjust her now-slick grip.
''Mm...'' Z23 hummed into his mouth as they kissed again.
She moved her hand faster, slick sounds audible as her fingers slid up his cock. Her thumb rubbed the tip of his dick blindly, moaning embarrassedly into his mouth as she gave him such a lewd hand-job, her heavy breathing making her breasts heave within the confines of her top. And when they broke off the kiss his gaze was drawn to her chest, lust swelling up inside him as he gazed at her plump breasts.
Z23 felt his gaze. With a quiet mumble too quiet to be called a whimper she released his dick, instead getting down on her knees and moving between his legs, lust skyrocketing within him as she held the sides of her round tits and lowered herself down – smooth warmth swallowing his cock up as his dick slid up into her tits. With how tight her sleeveless crop top was the pressure around his cock felt downright heavenly, a deep moan escaping his lips as his lover gave him a titfuck.
''Ahh...'' The Commander gripped onto the edges of the chair.
The Destroyer noticed and just shot him a flustered look, but didn't hesitate to move her breasts – lifting them up slightly and guiding them back down, doing it carefully at first. Despite her ample chest size she was still somewhat new to titfucks, and it showed in how cautiously she moved her breasts about. However the longer she did it the more comfortable she got with the motions, her cheeks retaining a dark rosy tint as she squished them together or sliding them up-and-down, smothering his cock between her boobs.
Pressure climbed up his cock as she did so, the gentle friction pushing him closer to climax. He wanted to hold back a bit but her brief hand-job combined with his prior round with Javelin left him feeling distinctly sensitive, his cock throbbing and swollen between Z23's boobs – the pressure within his shaft only growing more intense by the second, the urge to just blow his load between her tits becoming too much to ignore.
''Mn... Commander...'' Z23 blushed up at him. ''J-Just hurry up and cum alread- Mn?!''
The Commander succumbed to the pressure with a deep groan, his hips bucking upwards on instinct as ropes of cum erupted from his cock. The milky ropes splattered between Z23's breasts and up onto her collarbone, the tightness of her crop top meaning multiple thick splatters hit the top of her outfit. She shuddered as he emptied his balls, so much cum splattering between her tits that much of it began to dribble back down her front, seeping out from between her breasts and some even dribbling down her stomach slowly.
''Ah...'' Z23 made a cutely-embarrassed face, lifting her chest up until his cock sprung free. ''Mn, this'll be a pain to clean...''
''Hah... sorry...'' The Commander breathlessly apologised, smiling unrepentantly.
Z23 pouted up at him, slowly rising up to her feet. Just when she was about to go get some tissues to clean up her breasts however he grabbed ahold of her hips, tugging her towards him – and with a reluctantly groan Z23 obliged, her legs sliding against his as she straddled his waist. One hand dropped down between their warm bodies and grabbed his cock, working it with quick jerks and getting him hard, incidentally smearing cum into her hand.
However the Destroyer ignored that in favour of them guiding his shaft up to her lower lips, the tip sliding along her folds – before with a moan Z23 impaled herself upon his erect shaft. Wet flesh smothered his cock on all sides, the intense heat of her insides immediately making the Commander groan – his hands landing on her hips and pulling her down the rest of the way, the tip of his dick hitting her innermost parts and making her moan his name.
''Ahn...'' Z23's face scrunched up cutely. ''Mm... Commander...''
Shuddering she lifted her hips up, her inner walls gripping his cock tightly as inch after inch slipped out of her wet sex – before she promptly dropped herself back down, impaling herself upon his shaft. Whatever sound of pleasure Z23 wanted to make was muffled as he claimed her lips in a deep, hungry kiss, his hips bucking up and burying his length into her slick womanhood. In response she brought her hips down more vigorously, groaning lustfully into his mouth as he hit her sweet spot.
Skin slapped together as his thighs hit hers and his cock bottomed out within her, the slick heat of her insides taking his breath away. Z23 wasn't sure where to put her hands, one on his shoulder while the other was on the table, her hips jerking back-and-forth as she rode him. Several times she slowed down to adjust her hips, her breathing quick and heavy as she did it as quick as possible, trying to continue as soon as she could.
''Mn, ah...'' Z23 mashed her lips against his. ''Mmph~''
The Commander groaned into the kiss, one hand landing on the back of her head and holding her there, their lips smacking together nigh-endlessly. His other hand moved to her shapely butt, helping her lift up and drop down his cock, the engulfing heat of her pussy sending bolts of tingling warmth along his length. She squeezed and clenched up around him, the friction made all the more intense because of it and reducing him to a groaning mess.
Briefly he glanced out of the corner of his eye, spotting Javelin peeking around the corner. The purple-haired girl blushed at his gaze and smiled bashfully, demurely continuing to watch as Z23 rode his cock so passionately – said girl quickly getting his attention back onto her as her slick insides gripped his dick, the sensation extracting a low moan from his throat. He jerked his hips up more vigorously in response, muffling her lustful moan with a deep kiss and smacking their pelvises together intensely.
''Mm, ahh... C-Commander...!'' Skin slapped together louder as she sped up, nearing her limit.
Breaking off the kiss the Commander flashed her a grin, his right hand slipping around her front – before he rubbed her clit just as he bucked his hips up. Z23 didn't stand a chance.
''Mm!''
Z23 clenched tight around him, her honey squirting out around his length – before with a deep moan of his own the Commander unloaded his cum into her womb, rope after rope splattering deep inside her. His cum flooded every inch of insides and made her feel delightfully slick and sloppy, squelching audible when she kept desperately riding his dick.
After a few intense moments however her movements slowed and became forced, struggling to keep moving through the pleasure – before with a tired moan Z23 lolled to a stop, all but melting against him.
''Mn... you... p-pervert...''
The Commander just chuckled, kissing her cheek. ''I'll help with dinner.''
''You better...''
They might not have been able to go on another little vacation, but at least they still had each other to fool around with during the chilly winter days.
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