Snuggle Struggle

''Haah... Mm... my child''

Friedrich der Grosse shuddered, biting her bottom lip as she gazed out her bedroom window down into the central plaza. Late afternoon sunshine fell over the open span of pathway, multiple Ship-Girls meandering along the path – but Grosse's attention was focused solely on the man standing in the middle of the path, chatting away with Enterprise about something; the latest test-battle no doubt. The Commander.

He was new to the base; instated only a few weeks prior. While he was a kind man and forgiving of mistakes, there was just something about him that set many on edge – and left Grosse worked up in more ways than one. The sharp edge his eyes took when he gazed at someone suddenly, the curled smirk he gained when very pleased; he had the aura of man who held a very dangerous side, and it thrilled her.

''M-Mm...'' Perhaps then because of that, the Battleship found herself leaning against her bedroom wall with one hand under her skirt, stroking her red underwear as she gazed at him – his mere appearance getting her all hot and bothered.

Suddenly the Commander glanced up at her, offering her a brief smirk before pointedly turning away, walking away with Enterprise in tow. The sharp edge his gaze took engrained itself into Grosse's mind and her hand worked faster, fingers curling mid-rub against her damp panties, her pelvis tightening-

-when her door unceremoniously slammed open.

''Friedrich, are you- ah. You're busy.''

Friedrich der Grosse exhaled through gritted teeth, closing her eyes and counting to three before removing her hand. When she opened her dark gold eyes she glared at the one woman who dared to intrude on her room so boldly; Roon.

''Knock next time, please.'' Grosse breathed out, fixing Roon with a very displeased look.

''I might.'' Roon was non-committal about it as always. Perhaps owing to her strength; few could match Roon in battle, with Grosse herself being one of them. ''Anyway, I didn't come to chit-chat. I came because I wanted to discuss the Kommandant.''

''Oh?'' Grosse's annoyed expression faded and she quirked a brow, arousal firmly forgotten.

Both of them had vested interest in the Commander, and as such the two often found themselves butting heads. Violently at first, but when it became apparent to Roon that Grosse was not only willing but also powerful enough to fight her and win, the cruiser wisely backed down from the violent route and went with diplomacy instead. Sharing the Commander was better than her dying over it, after all.

''I've come up with a plan to get close with the Kommandant.'' Roon's lips curved up into a light smirk. ''And considering our agreement, I thought you might want to hear it out~''

Friedrich der Grosse was intrigued. ''Go on then.''

Roon gladly did, and the two Ironblood women began finalising their plan.

X-x-X

Night fell quickly over the Naval Base, many unaware of the events soon to follow.

The dormitory building in particular was silent, not a peep to be heard as two figures wandered down the quiet halls. Darkness was interrupted only by sparse strips of moonlight that peered in from between curtains or through the gaps beneath, the silver trickles of light streaking across the carpet.

Roon took the lead, mindfully keeping her footfalls completely silent as she strolled down the dormitory halls towards her beloved Commander's room. Her curvy frame was scantily-clad in a loose red babydoll nightgown, the fabric thin and supported only by two black straps that looped over her shoulders. Due to her ample bust it hiked up around her waist, only reaching her stomach and revealing her matching lacy red panties, a pair of red stockings covering her legs.

Friedrich der Grosse followed behind, a smile curved at her lips and clad in a similarly scanty outfit; only in black. The babydoll barely passed her waist even though it was several sizes bigger than Roon's courtesy of her larger bust. Matching black stockings covered her legs but were also attached to garter-belts, said garter-belts attached to her lacy black underwear.

''Here.'' Roon whispered, footfalls coming to a stop as they arrived at their destination – the Commander's bedroom.

Grosse smiled and dipped her hand into her bust, pulling out the key she had hidden inside – the thin, almost-invisible string around her neck snapping easily, its purpose complete. The Battleship daintily stepped past Roon and slotted the key into the lock, twisting and unlocking it; and with a slow twist of the handle Grosse opened the door, carefully pushing it open bit by bit.

The Commander's bedroom was a simple one; plain grey walls and a few items of furniture but little else, perhaps owing to how new he was to the base. Grosse paid the lack of details no mind, smiling to herself as she crept across the carpet-clad floor and knelt down on the edge of his bed, her smile widening as she gazed at their sleeping Commander. Not a peep; and if his own words were to be believed, he was a heavy sleeper.

''Kommandant...'' Roon breathed as she knelt down on the bed also, grinning as she worked her way up the bed.

The two Ironblood women crawled up his bed until they were looming over his sleeping form. Without a word needing to be shared they went to work; pulling down the bed covers and revealing his body, a shirt and shorts covering his frame. Not that it did anything against two horny women. Grosse went for his shirt while Roon went for his shorts, the former eagerly sliding her hands over his toned chest and licking her lips in delight, tracing every little muscle she could find.

At the same time Roon pulled his shorts down, her eyes widening as his girthy cock sprung free – sizeable even when limp. A grin was quick to take root on her face and she reached up, curling her fingers around his cock and slowly jerking him off – mindfully doing it slow enough to not wake him. He shifted a bit at her touching but didn't wake up, only encouraging Roon to act upon her dark lust and to jerk him off quicker.

''Mm...'' Grosse softly hummed and leaned down, smiling as she kissed the sleeping Commander – making herself comfortable by his side, her hands lazily stroking his chest.

The Commander shifted in his sleep, his left hand slipping beneath her curvy body and landing on her ass, earning a soft, approving groan from Grosse – the black-haired woman smirking as she pushed her curvy rear into his hands, encouraging him to touch her in his sleep. Something he did immediately; roughly groping her ass and nearly making Grosse moan, forcing the woman to stifle the lewd sound before it could escape.

Roon on other hand was fully focused on his cock, her eyes only growing wider as he quickly swelled up in her hand – his large size taking her aback. She kept jerking him off but couldn't take her eyes off his dick, his thick shaft briefly making her wonder if he could fit inside her even if she forced it. The thought made her nearly drool and she eagerly leaned in, her lips pressing themselves against his cock before she gave it a wet kiss, cooing when he throbbed beneath her lips.

''Mm... Kommandant...'' Roon breathed lustfully, planting a string of wet kisses up his cock.

The Commander groaned in his sleep, tempting Roon to keep working. She trailed her lips up to the tip and smooched it several times, smirking when he twitched from her ministrations. Seeing that she leaned back just a bit before spitting on his dick, sliding her hand along his cock and helping smear it into his cock, allowing her to jerk him off even easier – her hand slipping and sliding along his hard girth with ease.

Daringly the cruiser got more bold, barely resisting the urge to slide her free hand into her underwear to sate the bubbling warmth building in her womanhood. Roon kissed her way up to the tip of his cock and gladly took him inside, groaning softly when she was forced to open her mouth wider and wider just to accommodate his girth while keeping her teeth out of the way. She managed to get just over half his cock inside her mouth on the first go, tempting her to slowly suck his dick and slurp back up to the tip; easing herself down bit by bit.

''Mm~'' Grosse groaned when he grabbed her ass rougher, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh. ''That's it, my dear child~''

The Commander shifted in his sleep, tilting his head towards her. Grosse smiled deviously and kissed him more, making sure to space out kisses long enough that he could breathe easily and lower the risk of him waiting up, but each little kiss worsened the needy burn in Grosse's womanhood, her lust becoming overpowering. She wanted nothing more than to just straddle him and ride his cock until he emptied his balls inside her but she knew the value of taking things slow; of savouring the moment.

Roon on the other hand was much more reckless, a smirk glued to her lips as she bobbed her head up and down his girthy cock, loving the sensation of his thick shaft sliding in and out her mouth; so big her tongue was pressed flat against the bottom of her mouth. She held back her gag reflex with ease and gladly took him deeper down, shuddering as she plunged her head deeper down his cock, accepting more and more of his dick inside until it went down her throat.

''Mmph~'' Roon groaned hotly, sliding her lips halfway back up his cock before deep-throating him once more, loving the fullness in her throat.

The cruiser shivered when the Commander reached down, his fingers brushing through her hair as he gripped her head – and shoved her down.

Roon gagged slightly from the unexpected deep-throat and glanced back up at him, eyes widening when she realised he was awake. Eyes open and sharpened, with a glowering intensity to them that came off as both lustful and reprimanding.

''Dirty girls...'' The Commander rumbled, gripping her hair. ''...should be punished.''

Roon attempted to pull her lips off to speak, but was utterly unprepared for him to roughly shove her head down again, forcing his entire length down her throat. The cruiser shuddered at the roughness but didn't fight back, moaning around his length as she obediently sucked his throbbing shaft, her tongue lapping at the underside of his shaft when it could.

Friedrich der Grosse flushed as the Commander turned his sharp gaze onto her, all her confidence wilting when gazed at so intensely, quickly changing from predator to prey. His left hand left her ass and snaked up her back, tickling along her neck before grabbing the back of her head – and roughly pulling her into a kiss. Grosse moaned and melted into it, instinctively submitting herself to the domineering man and kissing him back, deliberately and unashamedly pushing her voluptuous body against him.

''M-Mm...'' Grosse moaned as he bit her bottom lip hard enough to nearly draw blood, the roughness fuelling the warmth between her thighs.

As Grosse found her mouth being dominated, Roon on the other hand found her throat summarily being fucked – the Commander's thick cock plunging down her throat over and over again, stretching it to the point her throat bulged slightly. Air came in short supply but Roon found the light-headedness so erotic she didn't fight it, moaning lowly around her beloved Commander's cock as he fucked her throat.

The Commander groaned huskily into Grosse's mouth, gripping Roon's head tighter and thrusting up into her wet mouth, eliciting a muffled groan from Roon as she took his cock wholeheartedly. His shaft throbbed and pulsated inside her mouth, the erotic twitching growing stronger and stronger by the second as she sucked him closer to climax. Her ministrations when he was asleep only helped hasten the inevitable, her tongue lovingly stroking the underside of his cock as she deep-throated him.

''Nn... here it comes...'' The Commander growled into Grosse's mouth, gripping Roon's hair tight.

The cruiser mewled in anticipation, her eyes fluttering shut as she dedicated her whole focus to blowing him – her lips sliding up and down his girth with quick, desperate bobs of her head, sucking his cock like her life depended on it. When gazed at so sharply, his intense gaze piercing into her skull, it truly felt like it – the thrill of danger arousing Roon more than anything else before now.

Bit by bit his grip on her hair tightened until he was actively pulling on it – until with a final, abrupt grunt, the Commander shoved her head down his cock, and he came. Roon's eyes widened as thick ropes of cum shot straight down her throat, forcing her to quickly gulp down his thick load; her throat bulging as she swallowed over and over again, barely managing to keep breathing between gulps.

Soon, after a long few moments, his orgasm finally slowed – allowing Roon to pull her lips off his cock with a loud gasp, drool and cum trickling down her chin. Her chest heaved with her deep breaths and for a moment all she could do was breathe, her eyes soon flickering back up to meet the Commander's.

A smile quickly took root on her lips, eyes shining with lust as she crawled up his frame. ''Kommandant~''

Just as she was about to lean in for a kiss the Commander suddenly sat up, surprising Roon. Her surprise further heightened as he curled his fingers around the back of her neck and shoved her into the pillows, eliciting a cute yelp from the normally-dominative cruiser as she found herself face-first on the bed. She dug her knees into the bed on instinct and attempted to sit up, her eyes meeting Friedrich der Grosse's own surprised eyes.

Hands settling on her waist made Roon pause – a pleasant shiver rushing up her spine when the Commander growled at her. ''Stay down, and take your punishment.''

His deep, almost-feral voice made Roon quiver; eagerly pushing her face back into the pillows as she awaited her 'punishment'. The Commander wasted no time in grabbed her lacy red panties and ripping them down her thighs, exposing her dripping pussy to his lustful gaze – but to Roon's surprise his cock slipped further up her rear, and pressed against her asshole.

''A-Ah? Kommand- ah~!?'' Roon didn't get the chance to finish before the Commander pushed into her asshole – forcing a startled squeal from the cruiser.

The Commander gripped her hips tightly, groaning through gritted teeth and greedily pushing himself deeper inside her ass, unheeding of Roon's pleasure-filled moan that was barely muffled by the pillows. The saliva coated his cock acted as good enough lubricant and any pain Roon felt only added to her pleasure, giving the sharp-eyed man more than enough reason to bury more of his girthy cock in her ass.

Movement made the Commander glance sharply to his right, causing Grosse to freeze; cheeks rosy and with one hand in her underwear. He made no move to pleasure her but just having him glare intensely at her turned Grosse on more, her fingers slowly resuming their strokes and making the Battleship release a shuddery breath, aroused. All while he kept plunging himself into Roon's asshole, filling her rear bit by bit with his girthy cock until his pelvis finally bumped against her ass.

''M-Mm~!'' Roon moaned whorishly into the pillow, gripping it tight. ''Ah, yes... K-Kommandant...''

He grunted in reply, turning his glare onto Roon as he leaned over the scantily-clad cruiser. His hands slipped up her babydoll and groped rough handfuls of her plump breasts, earning a low moan from Roon as he fondled her chest while not slowing his hips; pounding her ass with increasingly-quick thrusts. Just when she began to get used to the penetration he sped up, fucking her faster and harder until she was gasping into the sheets, ecstasy flooding her visage.

In a fit of lust Roon shoved one hand beneath herself, moaning into the pillows as she buried three full fingers into her dripping pussy, rapidly finger-fucking herself even as she took it in the ass. His pelvis loudly smacked against her rear each time he drove himself deep inside her, the lewd sound only fuelling Roon's orgasmic bliss, loving the novel sensation of being dominated so completely and utterly.

''Mm~! M-Mm! Ah, y-yes~!'' Roon unashamedly cried out into pillows, clutching onto them as he roughly fucked her ass.

The Commander grunted in reply, his right hand leaving her breast and instead extending to Friedrich der Grosse. The dark-haired Battleship accepted the hand with thinly-veiled arousal, biting her bottom lip when he pulled her close and shoved his hand into her underwear. His fingers joined hers and both began pleasuring her pussy, her lithe fingers fighting against his thicker fingers to weasel inside her wet womanhood or rub her clit; the competitive fight arousing Grosse even more.

Between the cock in her ass and the fingers jamming themselves into her pussy Roon's own stamina was quickly fleeing her, a quiver of pleasure rushing through her pelvis and teasing her pussy. His shaft pistoned in and out of her hole with rhythmic, bestial passion, the sensation of his cock repeatedly slamming inside her bringing her such pleasure she could barely slur out any words; able to only gasp and claw at the bed with her free hand, trying to ground herself in reality.

''K-Kommandant~!'' Roon cried out, yanking her fingers out her pussy and furiously rubbing herself off instead; her fingers sliding over her slippery pussy and letting her tease her clit. ''I-I-I'm c-cum- M-Myaah~!''

With a squeal Roon finally hit orgasm, her mind going blank as she came on her fingers. Her asshole tightened around the Commander's cock and he groaned deeply, digging his fingers into her hip as he sped up his pace – roughly fucking her asshole for several intense moments, his pulsating cock throbbing in her ass; until finally he hit his limit and unloaded his balls in her ass, thick ropes of cum shooting deep inside her rear.

Roon's squeal died off into a weak moan of pleasure, going limp against the sheets. His cock slipped out of her asshole as her knees gave out, causing the last few ropes of cum to spurt onto her ass.

The Commander shuddered, panting heavily from his climax but far from satisfied. His sharp gaze turned itself onto Grosse and he yanked his hand out of her lacy black underwear, grabbing the woman by the hip and pushing her down onto the bed. Grosse was one step ahead and shuffled back up the bed with thinly-veiled anticipation, pulling her panties down her legs and opening them up for him, showing him her glistening-wet entrance.

''My child...'' Grosse breathed out, opening her arms.

He growled in response, moving between her open legs and grabbing his still-sensitive dick, lining it up with her womanhood. Grosse shivered and bit her sore lip, pure pleasure racing up her pelvis as his cock slowly pushed her lower lips apart – until finally his cock speared inside her pussy, seamlessly sliding two-thirds of his cock inside on the first thrust.

''Mm~!'' Grosse barely held back her sharp moan of pleasure, shuddering as her womanhood was penetrated.

The Commander stifled a shiver as her wet insides clenched around his cock, a low growl rumbling from his throat as he immediately began to thrust – moving back and forth with rough bucks of his hips. She was wet enough that he easily managed to bury his hard cock deep inside her, extracting a throaty moan from the motherly woman as he pounded her into the bed from the get-go. Grosse slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him down, prompting the Commander to roughly smash his lips against hers, dominating the motherly Battleship with a kiss.

His hands greedily slipped up her body until they landed on her large breasts; roughly fondling her chest as he kept moving his hips, forcing another deep moan from Grosse's lips. She wrapped her legs around him waist in the heat of the moment and he replied by fucking her harder; plunging himself deeper inside until his pelvis slapped against hers, filling her womanhood to the brim with his shaft.

''M-Mmph~!'' Grosse moaned deeply into the kiss, melting beneath his ferocious fucking.

Pleasure shot through his pelvis as the Battleship tightened around his girth, prompting the sharp-eyed Commander to pin his hands on either side of her instead – grunting harshly as he pounded Grosse with each rough slam of his hips, filling her with his ample cock. His pace was so fast and unrelentingly that the motherly woman could barely catch her breath, her chest heaving with each desperate gulp of air as she took his rough, bestial fucking.

Grosse for her part could barely keep thinking straight, gasping and writhing beneath her adored Commander as he railed himself into her, his cock stretching her apart so pleasurably that quivering jolts ran up her stomach and melted her mind. She gripped at the sheets or scratched at his back, unable to keep her hands in any one place as she was dominated completely and utterly. Even if she was physically stronger there was something so intimidating about the Commander's lust that it made her instinctively submit, becoming a lowly whore for him to do whatever he pleased.

''A-Ah~! Yes, m-my- Mm~!'' Grosse bit her lip roughly when he grabbed a tight handful of her breast, groping her so tightly she knew it'd leave marks – the mere thought only fuelling her arousal.

All her prior fingering had drained her of her stamina, and soon Grosse found her climax bubbling up inside her. She clenched and squeezed his cock desperately but couldn't abate the growing tightness inside herself, her orgasm swelling up inside her – until the tip of his cock suddenly hit a sensitive spot inside her, and Grosse hit her limit.

''M-Mmph~!'' Her orgasmic cry of pleasure was stifled as he crashed his lips against hers, devouring her pleasurable cry and continuing to fuck her womanhood.

The busty woman spasmed beneath him as her orgasm shot through her curvy body, her hot moan muffled by their locked lips – until with a harsh grunt the Commander finally hit his own limit, slamming balls-deep inside Grosse and unloading thick spurts of cum deep inside her womanhood. The mere sensation of his cum filling her nearly made Grosse's mind go blank, a muffled moan rumbling from her throat.

With a punctuating gasp the Commander broke off from the kiss, panting. He stayed like that for a few moments before pulling his cock out of Friedrich der Grosse, idly stroking his sensitive cock as he watched the motherly woman moan and shudder against the sheets, thoroughly dominated and with cum leaking from her pussy.

''Ahh...'' A low, hot moan from his left drew his sharp eye – grinning fiercely at Roon as the cruiser rolled over onto her back, moaning and rubbing her slick pussy. ''Kommandant...''

She spread herself open with two fingers, breathless but eager for more.

He obliged, and ceased only when her womb was full of his seed.

X-x-X

''Here's your lunch, Kommandant~''

''Hmhm. Thank you, Roon.''

Enterprise watched with dubious eyes as Roon obediently dipped into a bow and departed back to her duties, cheery-faced and with a limp to her gait. Friedrich der Grosse had acted similarly when she helped bring some paperwork to the office, both waiting for the slightest order from the Commander and with far more obedience than they showed to anyone.

Her curiosity got the better of her, and Enterprise spoke up. ''Did something happen, Commander? Roon's never been the... obedient type.''

The sharp-eyed Commander merely smirked at his secretary. ''I have my ways.''

'Speaking of which... I suppose both deserve another reward tonight, hmhm...'

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