A/N: Hopefully there'll be more Pamiat Merkuria in the future too~
Enjoy~
Playful Massages
''Mn...''
The Commander ignored the quiet whining sound, calmly scribbling his signature onto another document.
''Ahn... Mrn~''
Another scribble, another document.
''Mn~''
He shook his pen about, getting the ink to flow past the kink again.
''Muu~''
Finally the Commander sighed, laying his pen down and instead looking over at his secretary – Pamiat Merkuria, the flirtatious Northern Union cruiser. ''What is it, Pamiat?''
The shorter girl pouted over at him from her own desk, rubbing her back. ''My back's been killing me since I woke up~ Can I go back to the dorms early~?''
''No.'' He deadpanned. She had pulled that trick too many times for him to fall for it by now.
''B-But it really hurts this time! I ain't lying!''
''Serves you right for crying wolf for weeks.''
Pamiat Merkuria pouted at him, crossing her arms with a huff – only to wince and immediately lower her arms, adjusting her position as she tried to get comfortable. The movement caught his eye, a flicker of surprise bubbling inside him as he realise she might actually be telling the truth; though with someone as playful and lazy as Pamiat, it was hard to tell.
Thus he kept an eye on her as he resumed work, watching for any more signs of her actually having a bad back. And true to her word she showed signs of it; she consistently winced whenever she twisted her body slightly to the left but never the right, she moved her left arm as little as possible while leaning on her right arm more; if she was faking it then she was putting in a hell of a lot more effort than her usual get-out-of-work attempts.
However, he couldn't just let her out of work so easily. ''If your back hurts so bad, maybe I could give you a massage?''
''Eh?'' Pamiat looked over at him in surprise for a second – before her lips curved up into a familiar smug smirk. ''My, am I so cute you can't keep your hands off me, Commander~?''
The Commander blushed lightly. ''Hey, I was a masseur before I enlisted with the Azur Lane; I know my stuff.''
Pamiat snickered, crossing her arms and putting one foot up on the desk, smug as she evaluated his honesty. ''Hm... fine, guess it wouldn't hurt~''
He huffed and rolled his eyes, rising from his desk. At his command she also abandoned her desk and joined him in the centre of the room, pulling out a small stool from the corner of the room. Pamiat sat herself down upon it, humming smugly to herself – and his cheeks quickly coloured red as she casually shrugged off her thick overcoat. Her lithe fingers went to her partially-unbuttoned jacket, and in record time she shrugged that off too; smirking up at him over her shoulder as her bare shoulders were exposed.
Her smirk took on a decided sensual edge as her jacket slid down, pooling around her waist. Her bare back was exposed to him, her shoulder blades partially hidden beneath the thin straps of her lacy black bra. Even from over her shoulder he could tell how big she was, his cheeks colouring as he got an unintentional look down at her cleavage. However he reminded himself who he was dealing with and pushed the lewd thoughts from his mind, focusing instead on proving his words.
''Make me feel good, Commander~'' Pamiat teased him.
''Sure.'' He replied coolly, laying his hands on her shoulders. ''Just try and keep your voice down.''
Pamiat smugly huffed and he smirked a little, pressing his palms into her shoulders, and getting to work. His fingers curled over her shoulders and he applied a bit of force, squeezing her tensed muscles and immediately making them slacken slightly – an involuntary groan escaping Pamiat's pink lips, the little noise sounding so arousing when she was the one making it. He kept his cool however, putting a little more force into it and extracting a cute moan from the cruiser, her fingers curling into fists.
Growing more confident he moved to the base of her neck, squeezing and rolling his fingers as he attended to the muscles there without hindering her breathing. That did little to stop Pamiat's breathing from growing heavier, her smug smirk fading in lieu of a look of pure, drooling bliss – the sight equal parts arousing and cute. The desire to make fun of her for it was strong but he held himself back, working on her muscles for the time being.
''Ohh~'' Pamiat moaned as he moved down her back. ''C-Crap, you're actually... kinda good...''
''Of course.'' The Commander remarked, moving down to her shoulder blades. ''And I told you to keep our voice down.''
''Ah, I can't... Mn, help it~'' The cruise arched her back with a visible shudder, emphasising her bra-clad chest.
He couldn't quite contain his smirk. ''You know, if someone was to walk by and hear you moaning, they might get the wrong idea.''
As he spoke he slid his hands around to her ribs, squeezing them and making her moan.
''Mm... I-I wouldn't mind...'' Pamiat mewled.
The cruiser's words immediately brought a light blush to his cheeks. ''...why?''
Pamiat smiled, tilting her head slightly so he could see it. ''...'cause I think you're too cute to let the other girls keep~''
He shifted his hands around to her belly, settling them on her stomach as he moved closer behind her. ''...is that a confession?''
''Heh...'' Pamiat's pink eyes glinted with soft amusement. ''What do you think, dummy Commander~?''
She leaned up a bit and he instinctively replied in kind, leaning down to meet her halfway – their lips soon touching in a slow, almost-gentle kiss. One of her hands slid up his jaw and into his hair, tugging him down a bit more and deepening the gentle kiss, the slow smack of their lips meshing together making both of them shudder with both embarrassment and arousal. Soon their lips separated, eyes meeting for a second, and then they both leaned back in for a second kiss.
Seconds bled away, the slow smacking of lips the only sound to be heard. Then the Commander started moving his hands once more, eliciting a muffled moan from Pamiat Merkuria as he groped her belly, his fingertips tickling their way over her skin. She giggled faintly into the kiss, tempting him to prod her lips with his tongue and prompting the cruiser to push back with her own tongue, their wet appendages wrestling between their mouths.
''Hehe~'' Pamiat giggled prettily as his hands wandered up to her armpits, tickling her there too. ''Mm... what happened to the massage, Commander~?''
He ran his hands down to her breasts, laying them over her bra. ''I can give you a different kind of massage~''
The flirty cruiser blushed at his husky counter, flustered by the offer. ''A-Ah... well, depends on how good you are at it~''
In response he slid both his hands around to her back, tickling her shoulder blades until his fingers reached down to the back of her bra. He easily undid the latch holding it, her lacy black bra sliding off her boobs with a simple shrug of her shoulders, revealing them to him. He wasted no time in grabbing them, their doughy softness making his lust skyrocket and encouraging him to grope her more – doubly so when Pamiat moaned his name, tugging on his hair needily.
He obliged her wordless desire, leaning down and reclaiming her lips in a heated kiss. She shoved her tongue into his mouth and they wrestled for dominance, all while his fingers kept toying with her soft tits, her skin squishy as he hefted her breasts about. Growing bolder he pinched her nipples between two fingers and tweaked them about, eliciting a muted gasp from his newfound lover and allowing him to push her tongue out his mouth and back into hers, turning the tables on her.
''Ahh, no...'' Pamiat moaned weakly. ''That's cheating...''
The Commander chuckled, tweaking her nipples again and making Pamiat whine. He broke off from the kiss long enough to catch his breath, his gaze falling to her waist in the meantime – lust bubbling up inside him when she pushed her jacket and overcoat off her waist, sending them thumping onto the floor, and revealing she didn't wear a skirt under her jacket. In other words, she was sitting before him in nothing but a pair of lacy black panties and matching black stockings and shoes.
Keeping one hand on her left breast his other hand slid down her belly, taking its time to tickle her stomach as he went, before he reached her underwear. His fingertips traced the rim and earned a hot groan from Pamiat, tempting the Commander to kiss her once more, muffling her aroused moan as he pushed his hand down into her underwear. Her pelvis was smooth and his fingertips soon brushed against her pussy lips, lust burning hotly in his chest as he stroked her womanhood.
''Ohh~'' She moaned into his mouth, arching her back. ''Mm... yeah, j-just like... ahh~''
Smirking slightly he pulled back from the kiss, instead pushing his head into the crook of her neck and kissing her flawless skin, his fingers stroking her pussy more aggressively. Pamiat practically melted from the attention, moaning softly as his digits stroked her smooth folds – her moans reaching a higher pitch when he curled his digits and slid two inside her entrance, her inner walls tightly squeezing his intruding fingers.
''Mn... a-ah~'' She bit her lip, her breathing audibly heavy. ''Yeah... that... Mm~''
The Commander chuckled into her neck, kissing her flawless skin and nipping at it, relishing her quiet gasp of pleasure. It was rare to see Pamiat so submissive and he relished it, pumping his two digits into her pussy – his fingers soon getting wet with her arousal. The sensation only heightened his lust and tempted him to add a third finger, humming against her neck as he finger-fucked her – each jerk of his wrist making her black panties bulge out lightly, giving him the barest peeks at her pussy lips.
Pamiat leaned back against him and he didn't comment on it, occupying himself by nipping at her neck as he fingered her. Her fleshy thighs closed up around his hand and she laid her own hands upon her knees, moans turning into pleasure-induced whimpers as she endured his thrusting fingers, a bit of drool escaping her pursed lips from how good it felt. Doubly so when he threw his thumb into the mix, rubbing her clit and eliciting a muffled gasp from the cruiser, one hand clamping itself over her mouth.
An idea struck him and his smirk widened into a playful grin – his hand soon sliding out of her underwear, leaving his fingers wet with her honey.
''Mn~'' Pamiat Merkuria whined. ''Why'd you stop?''
In response he grasped her sides, nudging her off the stool. Understanding flooded Pamiat's flushed face and her cheeks reddened, her pout melting as she slipped off the stool and laid herself down on her back. In a heartbeat he was between her legs, hands grasping her fleshy thighs and pulling them open, allowing him to push his head between her legs and kiss her panty-clad pussy. The cruiser moaned and helpfully tugged her underwear aside, exposing her wet slit to him, and allowing him to lick her slit.
''A-Ah~'' She moaned, eyelashes fluttering shut.
Shivering at the erotic sight the Commander grasped her thighs, holding onto them for support as he lapped at her pussy with his tongue, stroking her wetness eagerly. She whined and gasped but he didn't slow down, his tongue soon prodding her glistening folds and worming its way inside her, his tongue exploring her wet sex and ripping a cute moan free from Pamiat's lips, the erotic sound echoing in his ears.
Taking that as a very good sign he kept at it, pushing his tongue in as deep as he could get it and swirling it around in circles, stroking her wet inner walls. Her insides fruitlessly tried to clamp around his probing tongue to no avail, the slippery appendage easily escaping her tight insides and allowing him to relentlessly eat her out, his lips pressing against her pussy lips as he sporadically kissed her folds at the same time.
''Ah... a-ah~'' Pamiat's voice took on a higher, whinier pitch. ''C-Commander...''
He didn't answer her, too busy eating her out to tease her with his words – resorting to teasing her with his tongue. Her sweet honey told him of how she felt about that, her gasping moans only reinforcing that notion and encouraging him to keep doing it, his tongue wiggling and thrusting into her wet pussy with hungry abandon. Pamiat couldn't contain herself for long before she clamped her thighs around his head, gasping and reaching down with both hands, clutching onto his head with desperate passion.
''Yes, C-Commander...!'' Pamiat threw her head back, unashamedly moaning his name as he tongue-fucked her. ''I-I'm nearly... t-there...!''
Her toes curled and her legs trembled, tightly squishing against his cheeks as she held onto his head. The Commander replied by sliding his hands around and groping her plush ass, his tongue furiously exploring her insides and his nose pressing against her clit – the little extra burst of pleasure finally pushing Pamiat over the edge.
''Mm!'' Pamiat's pelvis buckled up towards his hungry mouth as she orgasmed, lips pursed tightly together to stifle the squeal that threatened to flee her throat.
The Commander let her ride out her orgasm, holding onto her ass and swirling his tongue around her seizing insides, grunting when she pulled on his hair. Soon her climatic spasms slowed and she eased back down onto the floor, groaning deeply as powerful aftershocks spasmed through her pelvis – another cute moan fleeing her lips when he pulled his tongue out, leaning over her.
''Ah... haah...'' Pamiat panted heavily. ''Y-You're pretty good at this...''
He smirked a little at her, running his hands over her legs – but her gaze wasn't on his hands, but his crotch. His bulging crotch.
''Mn... I bet'cha wanna put it in, huh...?'' Pamiat breathlessly tried to tease him, but her flushed state made it seem more sexy than teasing. ''Go on them... just go gentle on me at first, got it?''
The Commander responded by leaning down and kissing Pamiat full on the lips, one hand going to his crotch and unzipping his pants, allowing his erect cock to spring out. He stroked himself off to full hardness before breaking off the kiss and lining himself up, shuddering as he rubbed the tip against her dripping sex, the light friction making Pamiat moan softly as well. Seeing that he teased her a little; rubbing his cock up against her slit and slapping his shaft against her wet folds, the lewd smacking sound turning him on.
Pamiat however grew impatient. ''Mn, c'mon~ Put it in already~''
Smiling wryly the Commander obliged, taking a second to line himself up – before with a soft groan he penetrated her wet entrance. She was tighter than he was expecting, her wet inner walls squeezing his dick as he pushed himself inside her womanhood, her hot moan of pleasure quickly melting into a shuddering whimper; the erotic sound tempting him to grab her hips and bury more of his cock inside her.
Mindful of her request he was gentle with her, resisting the urge to buck his hips and simply settling for a few light thrusts, his dick stirring around her insides. Pamiat curled her fingers into fists, eyes screwed tightly shut and a mixture of discomfort and pleasure on her visage, her bare breasts heaving with each gasping breath she took. The rare vulnerability prompted him to stop moving entirely, opting instead to lean down and kiss her, giving the normally-teasing girl time to adjust.
''Mm...'' Pamiat squirmed into the slow kiss, exhaling as their lips popped apart. ''...you can move now.''
Nodding the Commander laid his hands on her sides, grunting as he rocked his hips back and forth. Her wet insides tightly squeezed his dick as he spread them apart, each slow thrust inching him a little bit deeper inside her wet sex. From so close he could see her naked frame writhe; how her back arched and emphasised her soft boobs, how her cute face twisted with pleasure, how her stomach grew taut as she endured the sensations of his dick entering her.
''This your first time?'' The Commander rumbled tightly, grunting as he settled into a slow, rhythmic pace.
Pamiat shuddered against the floor. ''W-What if it is...?''
He merely smiled down at her, earning a pout from his lover before she snaked her hands up, cupping his cheeks. In a heartbeat she yanked him down into a messy, heated kiss – her tongue shoving itself into his mouth passionately. He retaliated with his own tongue, groaning into her mouth as he daringly picked up speed; sheathing himself inside her tight pussy over and over again, the sensation of her womanhood coiling around his cock driving him crazy.
Soon the tip of his cock bumped up against her deepest parts, the lewd feeling eliciting another hot moan from Pamiat's throat. He pistoned his cock into her faster, the wet friction driving him crazy and wearing away at his self-restraint. However any thoughts of taking it gentle seem to be leaving Pamiat's mind, the cruiser moaning hotly into his mouth as he slapped his pelvis against hers, burying his full length into her pussy with increasing quickness.
''Mm! Mmph~! Cohmander...!'' Pamiat's muffled words fuelled the lustful throb in his cock, tempting him to instinctively speed up – pounding away at her pussy.
Dimly he realised if someone was to walk in on them it'd be a dangerous position to find them in, but in that moment he couldn't care less. He broke off the kiss with Pamiat and pinned her wrists to the floor on either side of her head, grunting as he slammed his cock into her weeping pussy passionately – her wet insides squeezing his shaft pleasurably. Each impact of his pelvis against hers made her fleshy thighs jiggle and her breasts bounce, the arousing sight prompting him to grab her right breast and roughly squeeze it.
''Ah~!'' Pamiat arched her back with a hot moan. ''Y-Yes...!''
Pleasure twitched up his aching cock, the need to blow his load becoming too intense to endure. ''Pamiat... I'm about to...''
Abruptly Pamiat wrapped her long legs around his waist, pulling him all the way inside her. ''I-Inside~! Cum in- ah~!''
Unable to hold back any longer the Commander snaked his arms under her arched back, pushing himself flush against her sweaty body and making her boobs squish against his chest erotically. Her lithe arms snaked around his shoulders and she held onto him, gasping into his ear as he ravenously pounded her tightening pussy, both her legs tightly wrapped around his waist as he fucked her to their limits.
''Commander...!'' She gasped. ''I-I'm- hya!''
With a sudden jerk Pamiat threw her head back, crying out as she orgasmed on his dick. Her pussy tightened like a wet vice around his shaft and pushed him to climax, grunting harshly as he slammed his cock inside her, unloading thick ropes of cum into the cruiser's deepest pasts. His hips roughly bucked back-and-forth, each ragged thrust unloading another spurt of cum into his gasping lover, her body writhing beneath him as he knocked her up.
''A... Ah...'' Pamiat twitched once – before flopping limply against the floor, gasping. ''Ahh~''
The Commander groaned in agreement, shifting onto his elbows so he could lean above her without smothering her beneath him. She gazed up at him with half-lidded pink eyes, love and lust clear in them as she panted, each gasping breath making her alluring boobs heave about arousingly. His gaze was drawn to her pink lips as her tongue slipped out and licked them, said lips soon curling up into a small, saucy smirk.
''Commander~'' She purred.
Unable to quell his shiver he leaned in, kissing her full on the lips. She cooed approvingly and loosened her hold on him, allowing him to pull out without breaking off the kiss – a soft moan fleeing her lips when he broke off the kiss, leaning back. With him off her Pamiat sat up also, her nearly-naked body flush with sweat and her breathing ragged, yet she looked more satisfied than he had seen her in a while.
''Not bad~'' Pamiat gained a familiar smug smirk, though the blush on her cheeks diminished its effect. ''You better take responsibility if I get pregnant, Commander~''
In response he leaned in, kissing her. ''Yeah, I will.''
When he leaned back from the kiss Pamiat was blushing, flustered. ''Ah... good...''
The Commander couldn't hide his amused chuckle, pleased to see her knocked off-balance by his retort. Pamiat pouted at him for that and stumbled up to her feet, her pout quickly melting into a smirk as she turned her back on him, strutting over to his desk. His gaze slid down her bare back and to her ass, his cock throbbing with delight when the beautiful cruiser bent over at the waist, smirking at him over her shoulder as she presented her rear to him.
''Wanna go a second round, then~?'' Pamiat teased.
With a light smirk he agreed, rising to his feet. The cruiser visibly shivered with excitement as he got behind her, taking the time to pull her underwear down and let it fall to her ankles, her rear fully exposed to his lustful eyes. From behind her he got a glimpse of her soft boobs squishing against his desk, the alluring sight fuelling his lust and tempting him to grind against her rear, an idea coming to mind.
''Mn...?'' Pamiat paused as his cock slid over her pussy, and went higher. ''Eh? W-Wait, you're not thinking of- ah?!''
The cruiser yelped as he pushed the first inch of his cock into her asshole, the sudden penetration startling the cruiser. As the next inch pushed inside her rear however her surprise turned into mouth-watering pleasure, a hot moan escaping her throat as she leaned more onto his desk, accepting the fact they'd be doing it anal this time and visibly loving the sudden change – her curvy frame twitching with each inch of his cock that penetrated her rear.
Both his hands landed on her ass and he pushed in deeper, easily able to fit inside her tight ass with how lubricated his cock was. When his lover showed no discomfort the Commander started to thrust in earnest, grunting lustfully as he pumped himself into Pamiat's asshole, her insides constricting his cock wonderfully tight. With her bent over his desk he got a good view of her bare back, lust bubbling inside him as he watched her shoulder blades move when she arched her back.
An idea struck him and he acted upon it, grinning as he slid his hands up – and began to massage her back.
''A-Ah- ohh~'' Pamiat all but melted against his desk, tongue hanging out as he applied pressure to her spine. ''Commander... unfair...''
The Commander chuckled at her slurred words; his chuckle melting into a lustful groan when her asshole tightened sharply around his cock. In response he bucked his hips more roughly, grunting as he started to pound Pamiat's ass, his pelvis smacking her shapely rear over and over again. As he got more into it he held onto her shoulders, idly massaging them too as he fucked her tight ass with increasingly-rough thrusts, burying his throbbing length into her rear.
Pamiat grew tight around his cock as she suddenly put her elbows beneath her, groaning hotly as she forced herself to arch her back towards him. He snaked his hands under her instead and grabbed her boobs, fondling her squishy-soft breasts and meeting her lips halfway, making out with her over her shoulder. Due to the angle the kiss was light and their lips constantly broke apart from the recoil of his cock plunging into her ass, prompting the cruiser to stick her tongue out and start french-kissing him, moaning erotically.
''A-Ah... ahh~'' Pamiat pulled back from the kiss and leaned forwards once more, moaning when he sped up – openly railing her from behind now, the smacking of skin becoming incredibly loud. ''T-That's it...!''
Pleasure pulsed up his cock, forewarning of his incoming climax but he didn't stop. ''Inside?''
''M-Mm!'' Pamiat moaned an affirmative. ''J-Just hurry up and- o-oh fuck~''
The cruiser's hot curse sent a thrill racing up his spine, eliciting a rumbling groan from his throat as he kept pounding her tight hole, intimately aware of the growing warmth in his cock. He couldn't stop moving his hips, his balls tightening as he felt his second climax racing to the forefront, his cock sheathing itself into her asshole with skin-slapping speed – until finally the pressure became too much.
''N-Nn!'' The Commander grunted and bottomed out – his grunt melting into a groan as he climaxed, unloading ropes of cum into Pamiat's ass.
The sensation of him exploding in her rear was enough to push Pamiat over the edge, a loud moan fleeing her throat as she orgasmed – honey squirting out from her pussy and trickling down her inner-thighs, her legs buckling as she orgasmed on his dick.
''Hah... haah...'' Pamiat shuddered when he pulled out, leaving her asshole clenching around nothing. ''Mn... geez, you came so much...''
Despite her breathless, whining words, the flirtatious cruiser didn't actually seem all that against the thought. She slumped against his desk, catching her breath, and when she was confident she could walk she collected her clothes – redressing herself in record time, perhaps mindful of their current location. Of course she put them on in the most sensual way she could, batting her eyelashes at him as she slid her coat back on or tugged her panties up her long legs, unheeding of the cum that stained her underwear.
As she put her overcoat back on, he had to hazard a question. ''How's your back, by the way?''
''Ah?'' Pamiat looked genuinely surprised. ''Oh... it doesn't hurt anymore, actually. Guess your little massage actually worked.''
Suddenly she seemed to remember something, a cutesy pout crossing her features. ''Speaking of which, you bullied me way too much during that~! I didn't expect you to start doing my back during sex!''
He cracked a wry smile. ''Sorry. I'll take you out for dinner then as an apology.''
''Hmph.'' The cruiser put a hand on her hip, smirking haughtily. ''I'll accept...''
She closed the distance, curling her fingers around his tie. ''And when we get back, I'll be the one on top, got it~?''
''I look forward to it.''
''Good. Now be a good little Commander and escort me to my room – I wanna have a shower and get a fresh pair of underwear before we eat!''
With a chuckle he obliged, letting her loop her arm around his as he guided her out the room, privately reminding himself to come back and finish up his work before he took her out... and to collect the black box he had waiting in one of his drawers.
'Hm...' He glanced down at Pamiat's cheery expression. 'Maybe I'll wait until a more romantic occasion to give her the ring.'
''Hm? What's that lovey-dovey look for, Commander? Are you already falling for me so hard~? You big softie~''
''Hush, you minx.''
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