A/N: Wasn't planning on a sequel to last year's fic, but I stumbled upon a pic whilst searching for festive inspiration and thought it fit. Plus, people do often ask for sequels to fics, so why not do one for the season~?
Enjoy~
Royal Christmas: Special Wrappings
December had arrived once again for the Naval Base, bringing with it a cold wind and plenty of snow.
Not that you would notice from within the warm Royal Navy dorms. Much like the year before the entire dormitory had been done up with festive apparel, tinsel hanging from ceiling-mounted hooks, mistletoe dangerously hanging in unsuspecting corners to trick people into kissing, and of course Christmas trees were set up in plentiful amounts – one in the main room, one in the dining hall, and also one in Queen Elizabeth's room. On top of all the smaller ones people had put up in their own rooms.
The heating was on high too, bathing the entire dormitory in warmth and making the frost-covered windows all the more apparent. Thus many people had taken to drawing faces on the windows, breathing on them to fog them up before designing their patterns; said patterns soon fading after just a scarce few minutes, another design soon replacing it.
''Commander, if you'd hand me the gold tinsel...''
''Sure, here...''
The Commander himself found himself helping Belfast decorate her own tree; a small little thing in her quaint room. He had become a regular resident of the Royal Navy dorms so his presence didn't even earn a glance anymore; in large part thanks to his relationship with both Warspite and Queen Elizabeth. He'd been dating the both of them for a good year now since their night of passion during the previous Christmas.
Speaking of his two beloved girlfriends he could hear Queen Elizabeth further down the hall, regaling Edinburgh with a list of party food required for Christmas Day, leaving the maid to hurriedly write it all down. Christmas was just a few days away so most of the food would need to be prepared in advance, leaving the least amount possible to be done on the day – a not-easy task, considering breakfast was also supposed to be made too.
''And...'' Belfast slowly finished wrapping the tinsel around – grabbing the star last and putting it on the top. ''There. I think I'll put the baubles on later tonight. Thank you for the assistance, Commander.''
''It's fine.'' The Commander responded lightly, dipping his head. ''If there's nothing else, I'll be off.''
''Mm. Thank you again~''
Smiling back at the busty maid he departed her room, glancing around the hall until he found Warspite speaking with Edinburgh – Elizabeth having obviously gone ahead to deal with some other much-needed organisational work. The blonde swordswoman noticed him and perked up subtly, a smile crossing her lips. She spoke a few more words to Edinburgh and soon the maid bowed; eagerly jogging off not a second later, earnest in her unknown duty.
'Hopefully she won't end up tripping...' The Commander noted to himself, vaguely amused at the thought. Edinburgh's clumsiness was well-known to him by now.
''Good afternoon, Commander.'' Warspite greeted him cordially, warm smile unfading.
''Hello.'' His greeting was much more relaxed – flashing his girlfriend a smirk as he slipped an arm out, pulling her close and giving her a kiss on the forehead, immediately warming Warspite's cheeks to a cute pink hue. ''You been doing okay?''
''Y-Yes.'' Warspite coughed – returning his hug quickly before pulling back, embarrassed by the public display of affection. ''It's been busy, but nothing I could not handle.''
The Commander nodded. ''What about Elizabeth?''
''She's handling things fine too. She's taken a more active role in helping set things up this year, so we're a bit ahead of schedule.'' Warspite informed – glancing down at her wrist-watch when it beeped. ''Ah, forgive me, Commander; I'm scheduled to aid Sirius in gathering the necessary firewood in a few minutes.''
''Of course; don't let me keep you.'' He wasn't bothered; he knew how busy things could get at the dorms. ''Will you be back at night?''
''Mm. I'll be there.'' Warspite nodded and turned away slightly, before pausing. ''Also, Commander...''
''Yes?''
''…I know it's not Christmas yet, but Her Majesty and I have something of a present waiting for you for when you return from work at the office.'' Warspite informed, blushing pink. ''Please return to Her Majesty's room post-haste.''
His curiosity grew, but he held it back for now. ''Sure thing. See you later.''
''Goodbye.''
With a flourish Warspite departed, a microscopic skip to her marching steps.
X-x-X
Night fell quickly, and soon his work back at the office was done, allowing the Commander to return back to the Royal Navy dorms.
Technically he had his own abode he could reside at, but increasingly over the past year he had stayed in Queen Elizabeth's room alongside Warspite, largely thanks to the three of them dating. It also allowed them to get intimate more often, especially since the two blondes didn't like showing affection too openly – both wanted to preserve their public images, after all. The fact they preferred to call him their 'beloved' instead of just 'boyfriend' spoke true to that.
Chuckling at the thought the Commander wandered down the long halls of the dormitory, making his way straight for Queen Elizabeth's room. It was quiet at this time of night, those that weren't asleep still busy downstairs fixing up the main room, allowing him to walk in peace. And as he got near their dorm door he heard the muted voices within, tempting him to lift a hand and bang his knuckles on the solid wood.
Knock-Knock-Knock~
A pause as the voices fell silent.
Then Warspite spoke up, voice higher-pitched than normal. ''C-Come in...''
Curious he obliged, pushing the handle down and slipping inside. The room was just as it had been for the past few months, the lights dimmed and making for a quiet, almost romantic mood.
And as his gaze moved over to the king-sized bed he found Queen Elizabeth and Warspite... naked, aside from some ribbons. The red ribbons looped around Queen Elizabeth's breasts and went over her shoulders, several looping diagonally across her flat belly and over her crotch, hiding her womanhood. Warspite was in a similar boat, two loops going over her breasts in an X-shape whilst many more went around her lower half, shielding her pussy from sight.
Both were sat on their knees, faces red and with Santa hats on their heads – but otherwise they had no other clothing on them, not even underwear.
''W...'' Queen Elizabeth squeaked out. ''W-We're your early p-presents, Commander...''
The Commander's cheeks warmed up, shutting the door behind him – locking it with a quick twist of his fingers, the distinct click audible in the silence and making his two royal lovers blush deeper. He moved closer to them, steps controlled but strides long, closing the distance between them and the bed in short order. The bed depressed beneath his knees as he climbed onto it, kicking his shoes off in a fluid motion, gaze alternating between the two red-faced blondes.
Elizabeth swallowed, getting increasingly embarrassed as he just ran his eyes over them. ''Y-You took so long to get back! You need to g-get back sooner!''
The Commander smiled at the blonde, reaching out and cupping her chin. ''And why is that?''
''B-Because... y-y-you...'' Words failed the tsundere queen, unable to openly admit why she wanted him to come back, even if it was obvious to everyone in the room.
Just seeing his lover get so embarrassed lifted a chuckle from his throat, and without losing his smile the Commander leaned in, cutting her off with a kiss. Queen Elizabeth went still for a good half-second before promptly melting into the kiss, shivering as his lips pressed against her smaller pinkish ones, gently dominating her. His other hand teased the ribbons around her breasts, his index finger tucking under the bands and pulling them out a tiny bit, riling her up with the thought.
However instead of going further, he instead pulled back from the kiss, stared into Elizabeth's aroused eyes – and then shifted slightly to the right, looking at Warspite. The petite blonde blushed at the attention and tipped her chin up, trying in vain to look serious – but the second he dove in and claimed her small lips in a kiss she melted; groaning into his mouth as she became submissive, letting him take control of the kiss. He ran his hands over her body, finding both her arms to be bound behind her back, inspiring a curiosity inside him.
''Someone else tied you up.'' The Commander murmured against Warspite's lips, smiling when he felt her stiffen.
''Belfast...'' Warspite responded, breathing the words out. ''She aided us, in this... endeavour...''
''Is that so?'' He couldn't help but tease his two girlfriends lightly; their cute submissiveness making it impossible not to. ''Then if you're supposed to be my presents, then does that mean I can unwrap you?''
Twin blushes answered him, and a demure nod from both girls confirmed it. Stifling a smile the Commander replied by leaning in, kissing Warspite on the lips again and savouring how she demurely kissed him back, her lips soft against his own. He slid his hands over her body, arousal sparking inside him as he openly felt her up, his hands sliding up her slim sides and ghosting over her ribs, soon brushing over her small, near-flat breasts.
A shudder ran through Warspite, but she said nothing. His smile evolved into a light smirk and he held onto her sides, pressing his thumbs down onto the X-shaped ribbons across her chest, feeling about a little. It wasn't hard to find her nipples and when he did he rubbed them, intimately feeling Warspite quiver into his hands, her breathing growing deeper and more lustful. He pulled back from the kiss for only a moment before kissing her again; dragging it out for a short few seconds and then pecked her lips again.
''M-Mn...'' To his left Queen Elizabeth shifted, expression cutely needy bordering on desperate, wanting some affection too.
The Commander hid a smile, making her wait. Instead he kept making out with Warspite, pecking her on the lips in an endless stream, making her breathing quick and hot against his lips. She sucked in lungfuls in the brief half-second their lips weren't touching, and as they kept smooching he ran his hands down her back until he found her hands – grabbing her hands and intertwining their fingers. The angle made it awkward but Warspite managed to hold his hands back, moaning softly into his mouth.
Until finally he pulled back, and let go of her. Warspite gladly took the chance to catch her breath, red-faced and panting from the intense make-out session, allowing the Commander to shift over to Queen Elizabeth. He didn't miss how she openly perked up, looking almost eager for some attention too.
Seeing such a cute side of her, he couldn't help but give into her wish – cupping her soft cheek and pulling her into a deep, lip-smooching kiss. ''Mm...''
Queen Elizabeth quivered into the kiss, arms bound by her sides and fingers curling into fists, resisting the urge to wriggle about. He dragged out the kiss until his lungs began to burn, and only then did he break it off – and then immediately went for her slim neck. Queen Elizabeth didn't expect a kiss there and she instantly gasped, a cute moan soon following when he sucked on her smooth flesh, his tongue stroking her jugular.
''A-Ah...'' Elizabeth trembled, head tipping back a bit and eyes screwed tightly shut. ''C... Commander...''
He replied by putting his hands to work, his left landing over her small chest whilst his right hand went lower, groping her perky butt. Queen Elizabeth whimpered and sat up a little, allowing him to grope her ass more and tug on the ribbons that looped over her crotch. His left hand went for the ribbons on her chest, tugging on them with more force than before and successfully loosening them; pulling them down to the point her perky pink nipples was exposed.
The Commander wasted no time in leaning down, both his hands moving to her lower back to support her – before finally he took her perky nipple into his mouth, sucking on it. The mere sensation made Elizabeth moan, her arms wriggling fruitlessly in their bindings as he teased her tit – his wet sucks making her stomach cave in and her shoulders spasm. He knew how sensitive her chest could be and he exploited that, teasing her without mercy.
''A-Ah... Mn... t-t-that...'' Queen Elizabeth couldn't even form words; lips quivering as she tried to keep her voice to herself. ''Ahh...''
In response he popped his lips off her now-wet nipple, the little pink nub glistening with his saliva, and then moved over to her other nipple – giving it the same treatment. Queen Elizabeth moaned deeply at the feeling, wriggling more and finally freeing her right arm, allowing her to grab onto the back of his head and hold him flush against her boobs. Small they may be, but the reactions she made when he teased them made them all the cuter in his eyes.
Soon he wanted more however. He shifted his hands lower down until he could grab her butt; avidly fondling it and making Queen Elizabeth lay down on the bed, mewling shyly as he kissed down her belly. He took his time to nip at her tender flesh, his tongue teasing her stomach while his hands peeled away the ribbons around her waist, her smooth pussy becoming revealed as he undid the last of the ribbons – leaving them limply laid over her thighs.
''Ah, haah...'' Queen Elizabeth panted lightly, shivering as he shifted down between her legs. ''Command- ah~!''
A cute cry escaped the queen as he suddenly ran his tongue along her smooth folds, immediately making Elizabeth clamp her hand over her mouth, embarrassed. He smiled at the sight and kissed her pussy more, his lips pecking her folds affectionately before his tongue replaced them – stroking her folds with quick licks that left her gasping. She began to wriggle about on the sheets, her heels digging into the covers as she pushed her legs about, prompting him to grab onto her thighs and hold her there.
Then he pushed his tongue inside her. A muffled whimper answered him, hot gasps escaping Queen Elizabeth as he pushed his tongue in deep; soon swirling it about her fleshy insides. She kept her hand desperately over her mouth to muffle her sounds but soon gave up, instead opting to grip his hair instead – moaning under her breath as she pushed him against her womanhood, begging him to make her feel good.
''Mm!'' Elizabeth lifted her shoulders up as his nose pressed against her clit, gasping. ''Yes...!''
With a smile the Commander pulled his tongue out, immediately making her whine for more. He didn't continue however, instead licking up her thighs and nipping at her tender flesh, marking her as his. She squeaked at the bite and then whimpered when she realised what he was doing to her, embarrassed arousal clear on her features as he nipped her fleshy thighs. His lips went further north, kissing up her the curve of her pelvis and soon reaching her belly, planting one last wet kiss.
And then finally he leaned back, smiling down at her. ''On your back too, Warspite.''
His other girlfriend complied, shuffling her butt over until she was laying side-by-side with her sister. Both blonds looked up at him with breathless, flushed visages, their heavy breathing making their small chests heave about cutely. Not losing his smile the Commander tugged Warspite's own ribbons off her crotch and exposed her pussy, his fingers soon stroking her slick folds and making the swordswoman whimper.
''Mn...'' Queen Elizabeth whimpered too as he rubbed her pussy, teasing both his girlfriends at once.
He rubbed them off for a few moments before taking it a step further; easing two fingers into them both. Elizabeth gasped and Warspite shuddered, both of them releasing a soft moan as his digits pushed into their slick entrances. Elizabeth wriggled and gripped at the covers with her one free hand, bundling them into her hand, whilst Warspite pursed her lips and lifted her shoulders off the bed; her stomach caving inwards as she folded partially.
In response he began to move his fingers, thrusting them into the two girls. Their slick insides clenched around his digits but failed to stop them, and also failed to stop him from pushing a third finger into them both – greedily fingering his two girlfriends and making them squirm, their hot exhales of pleasure sweet in his ears.
After months of dating the two he had gotten very used to pleasuring them both, and had learned all their weak spots. Thus when he probed his fingers around their slick pussies he found their weak spots with ease, rubbing said spots with unerring accuracy and sending them into minor spasms – causing Elizabeth to shut her thighs with a pleasure-filled gasp and making Warspite squirm needily, her breathing heavy and laboured.
''Mn...'' Warspite managed to free her right hand – immediately reaching over and grabbing Elizabeth's left hand, tugging it free from its bindings and allowing them to hold hands.
The cute sight encouraged him to keep thrusting his fingers, moving his digits faster and hearing their wet honey squelch about from his avid movements. His thumbs went for their clits and he rubbed them with quick strokes of his thumbs, heightening their pleasure as he got them off in unison. No matter how tightly their slick inner walls clenched his fingers nor how much they writhed about, he didn't slow down for even a moment; relentlessly fingering the two blondes.
And he could tell it was becoming too much for them. All his teasing and touching had gotten them aroused, leaving them weak to his fingering. They gasped and moaned and mewled, wriggling their sweaty shoulders against the bed as they tried to resist the growing pressure in their pelvises, their wetness coating his fingers in a glistening sheen. He was almost tempted to lean down and eat them out a little, to play with them a little more, but seeing both his lovers panting and moaning on his fingers was too much of a turn-on.
Thus when Elizabeth began to arch her back, her limit nearing, he added a fourth finger into her snug pussy and fingered her faster.
''Ah~!'' The queen cried out cutely, thighs clamping tight around his hand. ''Commander~!''
''Mn... I...'' Warspite muttered out as well, panting heavily.
He moved his fingers faster; pumping, thrusting. Wet flesh clenched tightly around his fingers, desperately holding onto his digits as he relentlessly plunged them into their pussies, his thumbs attending to their clits relentlessly-
-until finally Elizabeth cracked. ''Kyaa!''
Honey gushed around his fingers and Elizabeth went into spasms, bucking her hips towards his fingers as she rode out her powerful, mind-whitening orgasm. Warspite was only a few seconds behind, a tight gasp fleeing her lips before she clenched tight around his other set of fingers, her velvety insides strangling his digits as she came on them.
The Commander shuddered at the feeling and kept thrusting his fingers, prolonging their orgasms for a few seconds – before with a grunt he pulled out, leaving them empty and earning twin gasps from both his lovers, their bodies spasming against the sweat-stained sheets.
''Haah!'' Warspite gasped out, arching her back – and flopped back down with a deep sigh. ''Mn... i-impressive as ever... Commander...''
''Indeed...'' Elizabeth breathed out, panting.
He smiled at them, stroking their folds one more time and earning himself twin mewls. Stifling a chuckle he shifted over to Warspite, unbuckling his belt as he moved and sliding it off, allowing him to take his pants off. Warspite breathlessly sat up and helped him along with his shirt, face flushed as she undid the buttons and pulled his top open, her lithe hands landing on his chest and running over his skin, eyes tracing his chest before moving up to his eyes.
The Commander smiled, diving down and claiming her lips in a kiss. Warspite reciprocated, helping pull his shirt off his shoulders and allowing him to push his boxers off, leaving him nearly as naked as her. The moment his clothes were out of the way he grasped her shoulders and pushed her down onto the bed, shivering when Warspite willingly opened her legs wide, embarrassment clear but desire overpowering any self-consciousness she felt.
Warspite swallowed slowly, sliding two fingers down and spreading her slick pussy open for him. ''Commander... take me...''
He obliged. The bed depressed beneath him as he got between her legs, took his swollen cock into his hand and lined himself up with Warspite's glistening entrance, her puffy folds parting for his throbbing shaft. Then slowly he eased himself inside his lover, spreading her inner walls apart bit by bit, entering her as gently as he could – until soon the tip pushed against her deepest parts, the entirety of his cock snugly fitting inside her.
''Mn...'' Warspite shuddered at the feeling. It had taken months of sex until she could comfortably take him all in one go, and the feeling was still something of a novelty to her. ''You can move.''
The Commander obeyed, his length slowly sliding out of her pussy until just the tip was left – and then plunged back inside in a single quick thrust. Warspite yelped at the suddenness of his thrust; her cheeks rapidly reddening as she realised what she did – enticing him to lean down and kiss her deeply on the lips, devouring her hot moan as he began to thrust properly, his cock sliding in-and-out of her glistening sex rhythmically.
Even with how wet she was though he was mindful to take things slow, fully aware of how petite and delicate Warspite could be. Warspite responded by letting her voice out, her soft groans flooding the bedroom as he filled her up with each and every thrust, her slick inner walls gripping his cock nice and tight. The sensation of hitting her deepest parts, of her inner walls smothering his length, only heightened his lust and encouraged him to speed up his thrusts, progressively plunging into her faster and faster.
''Hah, haah...!'' The Commander put his hands on either side of her, leaning back. ''You alright?''
''Mm...'' Warspite nodded, breathlessly. ''Don't hold back...''
He took her up on that offer. Within a matter of moments his thrusts sped up, skin smacking together softly at first only to rise in volume as he quickened his pace, driving his dick into her wet hole passionately. Warspite tipped her head as far back as she could and moaned, twitching as he unravelled the ribbons around her body and allowed her to reach up above her head, gripping onto the bed sheets as she took his cock, her hot core enveloping his shaft each time he buried himself inside her.
Honey coated his cock in a glistening sheen, the dim light dancing off her wetness and adding to the intimacy of the moment – and also enticing him to kiss her again. Warspite gladly reciprocated, her lips pushing back against his and said lips soon parting when he grabbed her left tit; fondling her small chest as best he could. His thumb found her nipple quickly and he rubbed wild circles upon it, toying with her and melting her mind.
''Mmph~!'' Warspite tilted her head to the side, gasping. ''C-Commander... j-just like th- AHT~''
He shuddered as her velvety insides tightened around his shaft, the wonderful tightness enticing him to aim for that one spot inside her; his pounding pace unrelenting as he stuffed her pussy to the brim. Flesh smacked flesh and her inner walls strangled his cock, the engulfing warmth of her insides rapidly bringing him to his limit, unable to endure how incredible she felt.
''Warspite...!'' The Commander grunted out in warning, smacking his pelvis against hers.
The blonde Battleship just nodded jerkily, gasping and arching her back off the bed. Her pussy got even tighter around his cock, strangling his length as he railed her slick pussy-
-until with a gasp he bottomed out inside her and came, gushing his cum load inside her. Warspite cried out and orgasmed at the feeling alone, muscles uncoiling and honey squirting out around his pulsating cock, his cum and her honey mixing as he pumped his load deep into her. Several times he tried to thrust but he was too sensitive to do so; resulting in him jerking his hips forth in a single thrust and no more.
Until finally the intense moment passed, and both of them relaxed with a deep sigh of bliss.
''Ahh...'' Warspite went limp against the sheets, small chest heaving for air. ''Incredible, Commander...''
Anything he wished to say was silenced as she pulled him down into a kiss, moaning into his mouth. He kissed her right back; their lips sloppily meshing together and swapping saliva between their tongues, unashamedly going at it in the heat of the moment. Then he slowly pulled out, inch after inch of glistening meat sliding out of her until the tip sprung out, leaving nothing to stop their mixed fluid from escaping her pussy.
''Mn...'' The Commander grunted lightly, untangling himself from Warspite and sitting up. ''Elizabeth?''
He glanced over as he spoke, finding his other blonde lover to be sitting on her knees... with a hand between her shut thighs. She squeaked as he laid eyes on her and immediately withdrew her hand, fingers suspiciously wet before she hurriedly wiped them on the sheets, trying to hide the evidence. He didn't comment on that, instead shifting over to the petite Battleship and pulling her close; gently claiming her lips in a deep kiss that left her jaw slack, moaning.
The fact she had been patient enough to wait for him and Warspite to finish without interruption was deserving of a reward. A reward he readily gave Queen Elizabeth, his hands sliding down to her butt and scooping her up into his lap, his hands guiding her slim thighs down until she was comfortably straddling him. She mumbled a demure 'thank you' into his ear, letting him tug off the last of the ribbons and rendering her naked, leaving nothing to stop her from grasping his swollen cock and lining him up with her entrance.
''Mn...'' Queen Elizabeth bit her lip; demurely shifting so her chin rested upon his right shoulder. ''I... I'll start now, okay?''
''Mm. Take your time.'' He assured her.
Queen Elizabeth blushed, mumbling something incoherent even to herself as she pushed the tip against her sex, and lowered herself down. The tip pried her pussy lips apart and slipped inside her easily, eliciting a low moan from his throat as her wet tightness swallowed his cock up – a similar mewl escaping Elizabeth as she pushed herself down all the way to the base, their pelvises touching and leaving her full.
The blonde quivered at the feeling, gripping onto his bare back as she adjusted. While she was far from a virgin she was still a delicate girl, and needed time to adjust to his size. Where Warspite could take some discomfort and even derive pleasure from the roughness, Elizabeth always was someone who wanted things slow and tender. She wanted kisses and cuddles, she wanted lots of foreplay, and she wanted to be the one who controlled the flow.
Thus, cowgirl was a familiar position for her. And as a result, she knew how to work her petite hips very well.
''Mn...'' The Commander shuddered as Elizabeth rolled said hips, stirring his dick around her wet insides. ''Elizabeth...''
Queen Elizabeth replied by moaning into his ear, lifting herself up and then dropping herself back down. She started slowly at first, sliding herself along his cock and moaning into his ear – her chin rubbing against his shoulder as she just held onto him, gradually adapting to his cock. As she got more comfortable she sped up a little, her pelvis beginning to slap against his as she rode him more confidently, her thighs trembling when his dick rubbed against her sensitive spots.
At the same time his hands slipped down and groped her perky butt, his fingers sinking into her soft rear. Elizabeth quivered at the feeling, her bouncing briefly slowing before she immediately sped back up again – slapping her pelvis against his more earnestly, her hot breaths flooding his ear. She moved more vigorously than she did normally, her bare thighs rubbing his hips as she moved for his sake, making love to him with honest passion.
''Hah...'' The thought tempted him to lean his head back slightly – allowing him to kiss her cheek and make her look at him, their lips soon meeting in a deep kiss. ''Mmph...''
Queen Elizabeth moaned into his mouth, leaning her torso back slightly and cupping his cheeks, deepening the loving kiss. The moment their lips broke apart he took advantage of the position; diving down and attacking her breast with quick sucks. She gasped at the sensation and leaned further back, a whining moan soon fleeing her lips as she continued riding his cock, her hips rolling forth passionately.
''Ah, haah, yes, I...'' Elizabeth swallowed mid-sentence, a deep moan escaping her throat. ''Commander, move too, please, I... h-haah~''
The Commander readily obliged; holding onto her butt and thrusting his hips upwards. The queen moaned as he filled her up with his cock, encouraging her to keep moving her hips in increasingly wild motions. Just seeing Elizabeth shed her usual gentle wants in favour of something more passionate fuelled his arousal, encouraging him to be a bit more bold, a bit more rough, in his motions.
Their lower parts smacked together louder as Elizabeth reciprocated, gasping between gulps of air as she tried to keep up with him, moving her hips as quickly as she could. She clumsily alternated between movements; slapping herself down one second only to swap to swirling her hips in small circles the next second. She faltered a few times or had to slow down to shift her hips, but her uncertainty only made her more cute to him in that instant, and pushed him closer to his limit.
''Hah, Elizabeth...'' He leaned back and stared right into her eyes, holding her beautiful blue gaze as their lower parts connected intensely.
Queen Elizabeth held his gaze. Her expression quivered as she held back for as long as she could, their locked gazes allowing him to see the miniscule twitches of her lips, the twist of her visage as she restrained herself, her brows lifting and her lips pursing tighter together – until finally Elizabeth couldn't hold his gaze any longer and threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around him.
''C-Cumming!'' Elizabeth cried out girlishly, her pelvis slapping against his intensely – until finally she reached orgasm, her honey squirting around his cock.
The sudden wet tightness around his cock pushed him over the edge; a deep moan escaping the Commander as he felt warmth shoot up his cock. Throbbing pulsing quivered through his cock, syncing with the ropes of cum that he unloaded inside his girlfriend, each spurt of his hot load splattering deep inside her – adding the icing to Elizabeth's orgasm and making her melt against him, her cry dissolving into a deep, shaky whimper of bliss.
With a low grunt the Commander rocked his body towards hers, gently lifting her and dropping her down his cock, prolonging the intense pleasure coursing through them. Until finally he couldn't endure it, stopping his movements and just resting his hands on Elizabeth's ass, groping her rear idly as they held onto each other.
''Mn...'' He expelled a deep breath, relaxing. ''You alright?''
''Mmhm.'' Queen Elizabeth hummed cutely against his shoulder, out of breath.
The Commander smiled at that, rubbing her rear idly before nudging her a little. Elizabeth groaned and complied, lifting herself off his cock with a demure whimper.
She sat back on the bed and at his order Warspite got on top of her, both sisters blushing at the position but offering no protests. They shifted about slightly as he got behind them, one hand on his swollen cock as he stroked himself off, teasing himself for just a few moments.
Queen Elizabeth shivered. ''D... Do not make us wait, Commander...''
He smiled, and complied. The tip of his dick pressed against Warspite smooth folds and he sunk inside her wet sex, eliciting a mutual groan from both of them as he sheathed himself within her snug pussy once more. She was slick enough that he could slide his entire length inside on the first go, her inner walls conforming to the shape of his cock easily and adding to his pleasure; his pelvis soon bumping against her small, perky butt.
Then without a word shared between them he began to move. His cock slid out easily, just the tip left inside before he rammed back into Warspite's dripping pussy, his pelvis slapping against her ass and eliciting a cute yelp from the Battleship – her cheeks darkening from the embarrassing sound. Another slap echoed not a second later as he drove himself into her again, and then again and again; each quick thrust stuffing her to the brim.
''Mn! Mm~!'' Warspite pursed her lips, enduring his strong thrusts. ''A-Ahh...''
The Commander smirked breathily, sliding in-and-out of Warspite's slick sex – before pulling out completely. The blonde buckled in surprise but he gave her no time to think, instead shifting down and pushing the tip against Queen Elizabeth's slippery sex, and plunging deep into her on the first go. A hot squeal answered him, one that was soon muffled by a hand that slapped itself over her mouth, muting her embarrassing sounds.
Warspite fixed that a second later, pulling the hand away and instead kissing her sister. Elizabeth was briefly startled only to give in a few seconds later, moaning embarrassedly into Warspite's mouth as they kissed. Their hands began to wander too; touching each other's breasts or faces, stroking and rubbing wherever their hands went. The erotic sight only encouraged him to thrust, his cock plunging into Elizabeth's pussy with audible wet sounds.
Until he then pulled out, and plunged back into Warspite – earning a hot, muted moan from the swordswoman. ''Mmph~!''
Over and over again he alternated between the two blonde girls, plunging into one before pulling out and sliding into the other. Where Warspite was tight Elizabeth was slick, their inner walls all but sucking his cock inside them and desperately wringing his shaft, as if trying to coax out his cum. The mere thought encouraged his thrusts that soon evolved into outright pounding, Warspite's ass jiggling and Elizabeth's thighs buckling as he drove himself into their holes.
The two blondes did their best to hold back their mutual orgasms; moaning and holding onto each other as they made out, their tongues dancing between their lips as they entertained each other. Their hands abandoned any attempts at pleasuring the other in favour of just rubbing their small breasts together, their hands running over each other's backs – hands balling into fists when their orgasms neared.
''M-Mn... C-Commander...'' Warspite rasped out as he pushed into her, shuddering. ''Please...''
He grunted back, holding onto her narrow waist and pounding into her pussy. Wet smacks echoed throughout the bedroom and her slick insides embraced his cock, her looming orgasm all too apparent and encouraging him to keep sliding into her. Even as she wrung out his cock he didn't slow down, eyes drifting down to her perky ass as his pelvis slapped against it, the erotic sight fuelling his own building orgasm.
Until finally Warspite hit her limit. ''Mn~!''
Slick flesh smothered his cock, and with a tight grunt the Commander pulled out – instead shifting down and sliding into Queen Elizabeth. The queen was already near her limit and it showed by how tightly she embraced his dick, her cute cries of pleasure passing over Warspite's trembling shoulder. His cock hit her deepest parts with unerring accuracy, the clenching tightness of her womanhood making the pulsating of his shaft all the more apparent.
And soon Queen Elizabeth hit her own limit. ''C-C-Command- HYA~!''
Warmth throbbed up his cock as Elizabeth's slick inner walls squeezed his cock, worsening the needy pressure building within his shaft-
-and with a gasp he pulled out, grabbing his cock and jerking himself off. The sudden movements pushed him over the edge, and with a tight gasp he unloaded ropes of cum all over his two girlfriends – splattering thick milky ropes over Warspite's perky ass and back, and up Elizabeth's stomach and pussy, several ropes hitting her spread thighs and pelvis.
The Commander kept jerking off, gasping and grunting as he coaxed out the last of his load – until finally he slowed down and released his dick, panting. ''Ah... haah...''
''Mn... s-so much...'' Queen Elizabeth mumbled softly, shaking from her intense orgasm.
''Aye...'' Warspite breathed out, twitching when some of his cum dribble down the back of her thighs. ''Hah... I believe, a quick shower may be in order, given our states...''
The Commander smiled lightly, sitting back and allowing his two lovers to also get up, mewling and mumbling between themselves. He offered them some tissues and they accepted them with thankful smiles; demurely cleaning themselves up of the worse of his cum load, dabbing at their folds when his seed leaked out.
As they were busy cleaning themselves up the Commander shifted over to one of the small dressers. It was one that Elizabeth had permitted him to use for his own purposes, given how often he stayed in her room, and he often stored stuff within it, even important stuff – trusting Elizabeth to not 'borrow' the key and peek inside. Belfast had once teased he hid condoms or other sexual things inside, but given the low chance of a Ship-Girl getting pregnant, such things had never been used by any of them. Instead, it was used to store others things.
A key jingled as he withdrew it from his discarded pants and he wasted no time in unlocking the dresser, pulling out a special box; one that he had got from Akashi just over a month ago.
''Hm? Commander?'' Warspite noticed the hint of a smile on his face, curiosity flashing across her visage.
The Commander smiled, approaching the two girls-
''I've been meaning to ask this for a few days now, but...''
-before popping the box open, revealing the two silver wedding bands within.
''Will you marry me?''
Queen Elizabeth blushed a bright red, embarrassed delight crossing her flustered features. ''O-O-Of course!''
Warspite's reaction was much more subdued, but no less honest. ''I... It would be an honour, Commander.''
Within minutes the three of them would depart for the shower and then head off to bed, cuddling in the nude beneath the sheets – and when the morning came the two blondes proudly displayed their rings upon their fingers.
[END]