A/N: I'm surprised how popular Tosa's grown so fast. She never really stood out all that much to me personally; not to say to say I dislike her or anything, just that she didn't stand out compared to the likes of Amagi. Which of course, makes it ironic then that this is one of two Tosa fics that'll be uploaded; the second will probably be up in the near future~

That said, enjoy~

Mountaintop Respite

It was late evening, the sun creeping down from high in the sky and turning the sky a gentle amber hue bit by bit, a wave of purple hues following as night began to set in.

''Haah...''

The Commander found himself in his home on the edge of the base, absolutely exhausted mentally after a long day of work. Physically he was fine but even then he felt slightly drained just from the mental toll of signing endless amounts of documents, attending to overactive Destroyers who wanted to play, reassigning resources and telling Akashi and Shiranui off for overcharging customers; it all just wore on the mind after a while.

He leaned back against the wooden pole behind him, the tall pole attached to the roof over the veranda, providing some shade during the hotter days. As it was the air was pleasantly cool on his skin and a mild breeze tickled his hair as it blew past, his close proximity to the sea bringing with it a biting chill that helped cool him down. His house overlooked the base from atop a slight hill, the amber sun beginning to set over the horizon and giving him a picturesque view of the horizon.

As he admired the horizon the trudging of grass graced his ears, tempting him to tilt his head slightly to the side. ''Hey.''

Tosa greeted him with a slight nod and nothing more, approaching his side. The wooden veranda creaked lightly as she sat down next to him, hands coming to fold in her lap as she leaned back a bit, relaxing. Away from prying eyes his companion didn't need to put up the tough act, her normally-terse expression becoming an idle one, eyes lidded slightly and fox ears twitching.

''Tired?'' Tosa finally spoke up after a long, peaceful minute.

''Mm.'' The Commander agreed lightly. ''You?''

''A little.'' The fox-woman replied, idly rolling her shoulder. ''Tutoring the Destroyers on proper marksmanship never fails to wear on the mind. Honest they are, but childish they be.''

He chuckled lightly, sitting up a bit. ''Mm... maybe a walk would help? I need to clear my head anyway.''

''If you desire to.'' Tosa sat up slightly also. ''I have a spot in mind, if you would be interested in seeing.''

''Sure.''

With a light hum Tosa stood up, beckoning him to follow. With a weary groan the Commander obliged, rising to his feet and following after the kimono-clad woman, their footfalls quietly patting the grass underfoot. Soon they left the quiet residence of his personal garden and stepped out into the gravel path beyond, soon trudging across it and onto the dirt path that led into the nearby forest. While it wasn't the biggest forest, since it was still contained within the base's walls, it was more than enough for a quiet, serene walk.

Unlike prior walks however Tosa took him up a different path, a faint smile curving at her lips as she took a right, heading in between some bushes. Raising a brow the Commander followed her, letting the Battleship push aside the bushes and ascending the hill behind her, the dirt and grass wild and without a path to follow. Bit by bit they climbed the hill, the clumps of bushes thinning further up the hill they went – until they soon reached the summit.

''Woah...''

The hill smoothed into a small plateau, only a single large cherry blossom located in the centre. Due to the steepness of the hill around it no trees grew high enough to block the view of the surrounding areas; and as the Commander looked around he got an excellent view of the amber-hued ocean. It was almost picturesque with how perfectly position the hill was.

''I like to come up here to relax.'' Tosa informed him in a light tone, lowering herself down onto he grass below the cherry blossom. ''Have a seat.''

With an affirmative hum the Commander obliged, taking a seat down next to Tosa, shifting so he wasn't sitting on the roots. Because of that both of them ended up shoulder-to-shoulder, something that brought a light pink tinge to her cheeks, but the Battleship didn't verbalise her embarrassment. Instead they merely sat in pleasant silence, the tenseness slowly leaving them as they relaxed, just breathing in the cool air and overlooking the base.

Quietly Tosa shifted a little closer to him, leaning against him. The Commander smiled and looped an arm around her back and held her against him, prompting Tosa to huff and lay her head on his shoulder, pretending she totally wasn't snuggling with him. He chuckled at that, speaking up.

''You've been awfully relaxed around me lately.'' He said idly.

Tosa hummed, glancing up at him. ''You were the one to teach me the value of relaxing. I'm merely practising that philosophy.''

The Commander smiled ruefully, leaning in and giving her a kiss on the cheek. Tosa blushed, flustered, but as always she was never one to be outdone – retaliating by leaning and kissing him on the chin. He tilted his head down and did her the favour of her kissing her lightly on the lips, the slow smooch of their lips fluttering through the air. Tosa slipped her hand up into his hair and gripped it tight, pulling him deeper into the kiss until their lips were roughly meshing together, their breath mixing between their connected lips.

With a low groan he pulled back from the kiss, panting lightly – and the moment he had the air he reignited the kiss, groaning into her mouth. As they made out he slid his right hand up her side more, soon resting it over her right breast; the mere sensation making Tosa moan into his mouth, bubbling arousal on her tongue. He responded by groping her breast, loving how plush her breast felt even with the layers of clothing separating them.

''Mm...'' Tosa exhaled as they pulled apart, looking into his eyes. ''Commander...''

With a light grin the Commander gave her breast another squeeze, eliciting a soft moan from Tosa's pink lips. He reclaimed said lips a second later and kissed her deeply, devouring her cute moans as he moved his other hand down onto her thigh, daringly sliding it between her legs. Tosa shuddered but made no move to stop him, her breathing growing heavier as he shifted his left hand under her blue skirt, and up her inner-thigh.

Soon his fingers reached her crotch, his fingertips brushing against the smooth fabric of her panties. Tosa groaned into his mouth; the lewd sound encouraging him to press his fingers right up against her clothed folds and give it a slow rub, stroking her pussy through her underwear. He moved purposefully slowly despite his growing lust, simply focusing on kissing Tosa as he rubbed her off, savouring the moment.

''Mm... ahh...'' Tosa moaned between kisses. ''More...''

He obliged; sliding his hand up to her pelvis and then dipping his hand down into her panties, cupping her pussy. Tosa's subsequent groan of lust was devoured by a kiss, muffling the busty fox-woman and allowing the Commander to ease two fingers into her smooth pussy. She shuddered at the foreign intrusion but withheld her moans; pulling back from the kiss so she could bite her bottom lip, hiding any trace of sound.

The cute sight only encouraged him to push his two fingers in deeper, her hot insides clenching around his intruding digits until they were buried inside up to the knuckle. After a second he added a third finger to her womanhood, feeling her inner walls squeeze his fingers delightfully tight as he began to thrust them back-and-forth, her pursed lips failing to muffle her tight groans or shuddering grunts, her breasts heaving with each breath she took.

He leaned in, kissing her ear. ''Still want more?''

Tosa nodded; the movement quick and jerky. With a quiet chuckle the Commander obliged his companion's lustful wish and added a fourth finger, pumping all digits inside her folds up to the knuckle and making Tosa gasp; her pleasure-filled expression far too cute to ignore. In a heartbeat he leaned in and claimed her lips in another hot kiss, her breast heaving into his groping hand and encouraging him to squeeze it at the same time, nearly making the Battleship melt.

A smile curled at his lips as he felt her wetness dribble past his fingers. ''Wet already, Tosa~?''

The Commander's teasing words were cut short as Tosa pulled him into another rough kiss, groaning into his mouth. With a muffled hum as he replied by pressing his thumb down on her clit, smirking into the kiss when Tosa buckled, the pleasure too strong for her to ignore. The cute sight of her reacting to his touch only encouraged him to keep finger-fucking her, his digits pistoning into her pussy over and over again, growing sticky with her honey.

An idea struck him and he acted upon it, pulling back from the kiss and giving Tosa a grin. Without a word he withdrew his fingers from her dripping entrance, giving her clit one last rub before pulling his hand out her panties completely. Tosa shuddered at the absence of his touch and gazed at with him open lust, her cheeks colouring red when he shifted over her left leg and laid down in front of her; prompting the flustered woman to spread her legs open.

The Commander leaned in, hiking up her blue skirt until her pelvis was revealed, her white underwear clinging to her wet pussy lips. He curled his fingers into the front and pulled them aside, allowing him to bury his face between her fleshy thighs and take a nice long lick of her pussy – eliciting a stifled gasp from Tosa, one of her hands darting down and clutching onto his hair out of reflex.

''M-Mn...!'' Tosa bit her lip, shaking. ''Commander...''

He chuckled lightly, licking her womanhood again – his tongue sliding over her smooth slit easily, her honey tangy on his tongue. The taste enticed him to lay his hands on her wide hips and push his face firmly between her legs, licking her pussy up-and-down before plunging his tongue inside her sex; immediately earning a stifled moan from Tosa, her legs buckling as his wet appendage wormed around her wet insides.

One hand remained in his hair whilst the other covered her mouth, stifling her low gasps as his tongue pumped into her. He alternated between thrusting his tongue inside or wiggling it side-to-side, constantly spicing it up and quickly reducing Tosa to a wriggling mess – her clasping hand failing to hide her ecstatic expression. The cute sight encouraged him to lick her sensitive spots, knowing where all of them were after all the times he'd given her oral in the past; his tongue easily rubbing the little spots and making her buckle and moan.

''M-Mmph~!'' Tosa shook her head side-to-side on reflex, her inner walls clenched fruitlessly around his thrusting tongue. ''Commander... I'll...''

She trailed off but he knew what she meant, smirking as he redoubled his efforts; eating Tosa out with feverish excitement. Tosa moaned hotly into her hand and pulled him between her legs more roughly, her knees trembling inwards as pleasure quivered through her pussy, his tongue quickly bringing her to climax. His nose pressed against her clit as he ate her out, immediately prompting the Commander to release her right hip and press his thumb down on the little nub, rubbing it furiously.

That proved to be the final straw for the Battleship. ''A-Ah!''

With a gasping cry Tosa climaxed, honey squirting onto his thrusting tongue and her body going stiff; buckling as she resisted the urge to spasm. He kept a tight grip on her left hip while his other hand attended to her clit, eating her out even as she orgasmed and stopping only when she gasped for reprieve – prompting him to pull his tongue back out, idly wiping his chin clean of her juices.

''Mn...'' Tosa shivered in the afterglow of her orgasm. ''Commander...''

Her gaze slid off his face and down to his crotch, lust blossoming in her eyes as she looked at his clothed cock; his pants bulging. She prodded it with her foot and gave him an inviting look, prompting the Commander to immediately unbuckle his belt and toss it aside, allowing him to unzip his pants and tug his cock out into the open. The Sakura Battleship flushed at the sight of his dick but didn't shy away from what was to come; pulling up the front of her blue skirt so he had a clear view of her wet slit.

The Commander leaned in and kissed her as thanks, pulling her onto his lap slightly lotus-style. Tosa wriggled so her back was comfortably against the tree and she exhaled a shuddery breath, gazing down as he lined himself up with her dripping entrance. Both of them groaned when his shaft rubbed against her pussy, enticing Tosa to lustfully rock her hips and grind herself against his dick, the light friction only arousing both more.

''Don't make me wait...'' Tosa breathed in warning, eyes glinting with lust.

With a tight smile he obliged, using one hand to guide his cock up to her lower lips – and with a groan he sheathed himself inside her wet sex. Constrictive tightness strangled his shaft like a wet vice, the pleasurable sensation immediately extracting a gasp from Tosa and prompting her to loop her arms around his neck, clutching onto him as he buried his girth inside her. While she was far from a virgin Tosa was just as tight as one, a shudder running through him as he progressively pushed more and more of his dick inside her.

He stopped when just after two-thirds of his cock was buried inside her, loving the feeling of her fleshy wet insides milking his dick. After a few moments Tosa nodded at him to move, and with a grunt he obliged – rearing hips back until his cock was halfway out, and then plunging back inside with a quick jerk of his hips. Tosa moaned at the roughness and he relished it, grunting as he bucked his hips again, pumping himself inside her.

''Mn, Mn~'' Tosa held onto him tighter. ''You...''

As the last syllable slipped off her tongue she leaned in and kissed him deeply, devouring his lustful groan and prompting him to buck his hips more roughly. Her tongue soon prodded his lips and he opened them, gladly tongue-wrestling with the fox-woman as he kept moving his hips, fucking her tight wet hole and inching deeper inside with each rough thrust, soon bottoming out inside her womanhood – prompting Tosa to slide her hand up into his hair and grip it tight, prolonging the kiss.

Soon however the need to breathe broke them apart, a mutual gasp escaping their parted lips – before they crashed their lips back together with a groan, making out messily. Tosa rolled her hips to meet his, groaning hotly into his mouth as he kept plunging into her lower lips, rubbing all her good spots with each rough thrust, his cock hitting her deepest parts repeatedly and making her inner walls coil tight around him.

''Mn, ahh...'' Tosa broke off the kiss, leaning her head back with a breathless groan. ''Harder...''

With a grunt he obliged, pounding her slick pussy as fast as his hips would let him. Their pelvises audibly smacked together, the sound of skin slapping together growing wet as her honey coated his cock, his shaft glistening with her arousal. The added lubrication only let him sheath himself inside her easier, panting heavily as his rammed himself into her pussy with increasing passion, his right hand soon darting up and grabbing her breast.

The sudden grope made Tosa moan, tipping her head back down. He reclaimed her lips without missing a beat and devoured her sexy moans, bucking his hips in tandem with hers and groping her breasts with quick, lustful squeezes. She squeezed him in turn with her inner walls, the hot tightness feeling distinctly wonderful around his pulsating cock. The mere prospect of climaxing made him rail her faster, wanting to feel as much pleasure as humanly possible.

Tosa gripped his hair tighter, gasping. ''Y-Yes, just... like that...!''

Her inner walls quivered around his cock, preluding her own bubbling climax. At that realisation he stopped holding back – claiming her lips in a passionate kiss and pounding with feverish intensity. Tosa pulled on his hair and moaned deeply into his mouth, saliva wetting their lips and making the kiss messy as both just chased after their looming orgasms, his cock entering her dripping sex with skin-slapping intensity.

Until finally, Tosa couldn't take it any longer. ''MMPH!''

The Commander groaned as she tightened around him, the sound dying in his throat as pleasure raced up his cock – and with a shuddering grunt blew his load inside Tosa mid-thrust. Spurts of cum erupted from his cock but he kept pounding the Battleship with short, lightning-quick thrusts, hammering her folds and spurting his load into her with each rapid thrust; reducing Tosa to a gasping, spasming mess, her hips buckling towards him as he creampied her.

''Mm...! Mm, ahh...'' Tosa's hips buckled and she soon slowed down, moaning when he did the same. ''Commander...''

He shuddered at her sexy expression; her cheeks red and her eyes half-lidded, her pinkish lips ever-so-slightly parted as she gasped in air. Without hesitation he darted in and crashed their lips together, making out with the fox-woman for a long minute. He was still hard and his cock throbbed inside her dripping pussy, the feeling of her inner walls seizing around his dick making him shiver.

Soon they broke apart from the kiss – and a surprised grunt escaped the Commander as Tosa suddenly held onto him tight, and flipped them around.

His back hit the tree and his cheeks coloured red, blushing as he suddenly found Tosa straddling his waist. His cock had slipped out in the movement but Tosa fixed that, smirking at him with familiar competitiveness as she reached down and stroked his wet cock, her fingers easily sliding across his shaft. She gripped it in response, giving his sensitive dick a quick hand-job, making him gasp from the intense sparks of pleasure that raced along it.

''You didn't think we were done with just one round, did you~?'' Tosa murmured in a lustful tone, thumbing the tip of his dick. ''Foolishness.''

With a sexy smirk on her lips Tosa positioned herself over his cock, pressed the tip against her wet, shiny folds – and dropped herself down his cock. Immediately Tosa threw her head back and moaned deeply, her inner walls tightening wonderfully around his sensitive cock. The sheer intensity of the sensation made the Commander gasp, slipping his hands under her skirt and holding onto her bare hips, helping pull her deeper down his cock until her pelvis touched his.

Tosa spent only a scarce few moments to adjust before she began to move, a much deeper groan fleeing her lips as she rode his cock. She bounced normally for a few moments, just getting used to moving her hips in the right way, but soon the fox-woman started to spice things up – a glint entering her lustful eyes as she bucked her hips back-and-forth more roughly, stirring his dick around her tight insides.

''Mn, ah~'' Tosa laid her hands on his shoulders as she resumed bouncing properly, licking her pinkish lips.

The inviting sight tempted him to lean up and kiss her, eliciting a low moan from Tosa and prompting her to kiss him back, their lips meshing together in a fit of lust. She kept riding his sensitive cock as they made out, her insides tight and wet as they constricted his cock. As their lips broke apart both his hands left her creamy hips and went to her chest; roughly tugging the front of her kimono top open.

Tosa blushed; a hot moan escaping her lips when he grabbed both her bare breasts, no bra to hide them. With her armour piece around her stomach her kimono couldn't open fully but he was fine with just having her breasts exposed; his fingers lustfully sinking into her soft boobs as he fondled them. Tosa got him back by bouncing on his cock more vigorously, groans fleeing her throat when he hit her deepest parts repeatedly, the angle of penetration making the tip rub a little sensitive spot inside her.

''Haah... haah...!'' Tosa's pelvis slapped against his own. ''Commander...!''

Without missing a beat he leaned down, hefting her right breast up and allowing him to take her right nipple into his mouth, sucking on it. Tosa gasped and briefly slowed her hips down – before immediately riding with him renewed passion, moaning hotly under her breath as she impaled herself upon him. He sucked on her breast more roughly, soon popping his lips off and alternating to her other tit, using his tongue to play with her pink nipple.

Honey dribbled down his cock as Tosa relentlessly slid herself up and down his shaft, her quivering tightness betraying how close to climax she was. In the heat of the moment he released her left breast and laid his hand on her lower back, allowing Tosa to lean forwards and rest her weight on his shoulders – her eyes screwing shut as she impaled herself on his shaft faster and faster, his cock glistening each time it slid out of her folds only to be engulfed by her squeezing tightness a half-second later.

''Ahh... haah...!'' Tosa dug her nails into his shoulders. ''I-I'm- Mm!''

With a tight, restrained moan Tosa orgasmed – her inner walls tightening like a vice. The Commander grunted harshly and bucked his hips up, pleasure racing up his cock; and with a moan he exploded inside her womanhood. Thick ropes of cum shot up into her spasming pussy, each spurt eliciting another low moan from Tosa, her insides milking him for every last rope of cum she could take.

Soon her hips slowed down, and with a deep moan she shuddered to a stop, panting heavily. Tosa leaned against him and slowly lifted her hips up, moaning right into his ear as his cock slipped out of her pussy, one hand soon reaching down between her legs to cup her pussy – preventing his load from leaking out and making a mess.

''Mm...'' She kissed the rim of his ear, making him shiver.

''Tosa...'' He breathed.

The Battleship shushed him with a finger, leaning back with a smirk. Without breaking eye-contact Tosa reached behind herself and undid her metal stomach armour, daintily dropping it onto the dirt next to them. Her haori soon found itself shrugged off her shoulders, falling onto the dirt behind her and allowing her kimono to slide open fully, revealing her taut stomach and heaving breasts. Until she then shrugged her kimono off and dug her fingers into her skirt, pulling both articles of clothing off in a single sensual movement.

Left in nothing but her shoes and her panties Tosa smirked at him, pulling him atop her – the fox-woman's sweaty form laying down against the cool grass. ''Commander...''

She leaned in, nipping at his earlobe. ''If you think you've tamed me, I'm afraid you're mistaken.''

Her tongue slipped out, tracing the rim of his ear. ''Unless, you'd like to prove me wrong, that is.''

The Commander's response was swift and strong, his shaft sheathing itself back inside her womanhood, and the sound of slapping skin filled the air as the duo let their bodies do the talking.

[END]